I realized a few things about myself this week, and what a week it has been.

Last night, it was that I felt that I had been going through life as a complete and total fraud. I seem to be drifting through life, absorbing everything without really knowing why. Owing to this odd little thing, I feel like I'm not really qualified to stand up there, with my voice ringing out above my classmate's heads, speaking of things unusual for someone of my age. I've had this feeling for a while now, in school and in other places. It made me question what other worries I might have, squirreled away in the twisted tunnels of my subconscious.

It cannot be avoided any longer. I can't keep hiding the truth. I'm, well...... *insert awkward pause here* a fangirl. There. I said it. Are you all happy now? Oh, stop clapping.

I know that plenty of you probably have figured this out for some of the more obvious things, like Wolverine and Cthulhu. But who, out of all of you, would have expected my growing fangirlishness over the same character I drew and put in the last post? I didn't, but here I am, looking on Amazon for comics.

Like I said earlier, this was a long and interesting week, full of completely unexpected little things. This is your newly-discovered fangirl, signing off.