Apparently, I've been with Deviantart for four years now, so according to my calculations I've been with it since eighth grade. Ah, 'twas so long ago.
To celebrate this odd and trivial fact, let's learn how Kortni has matured these past years.
First of all, I have bowed down to the God of Grammar. I shudder when I read my past journal entries. They are smeared with bad internet lingo, cutesy Japanese and exclamation marks. I can hardly believe that I wrote them. I blame Mr. Maul.
Secondly, I have ceased all creative projects in my life. It is a sad but true fact. I hardly have time to do my required amount of recreational reading. My lungs are atrophying from disuse. I have thoroughly become a whore of the educational system. My current prime concerns include: is my homework finished?, when shall I work on my personal statements? and do I have any pressing demands from my extra curriculars?. My life has become a sad and pathetic one.
Lastly, I have changed writing utensils. I have switched from the fancy inky pens that they sell at Wal-mart to the cheap ass Papermate ball point pens (black and not blue ink). While this, my dear reader, may seem like an unimportant fact, I assure you that it is vital. This switch of writing utensil has forced my handwriting to become undeniably more legible. While it is still hard to decipher at times, the improvement must be noted.
And in an effort to retain that good old Kortni spirit of ruining all things serious, let's learn how Kortni has stayed the same.
I am still a yaoi whore. I don't want to go into the details but I still am quite addicted.
I have the worst type of mother known to man... still. Why, oh why don't they go away?! I feel like I have a social disease.
Finally, I am still quite a disturbing individual if I don't like you. I believe that I am downright amusing to people that I like. Somebody tell me if I'm wrong.

And so, fair journal, farewell for another four years, or until I feel the urge to bug someone.