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Update: Saturday, August 23rd, 2008 @ 1:30am

Hey! Its been a long time since I've updated this profile or even added a story. Its been over three years since my last update. I'm sorry for all though who have been waiting foe me to post one of the stories I said I was going to write. :bows: "I am truly and deeply sorry, I must apologize for the long wait/ delay which has resulted in me not updating." As for the reason, my life has not been a "cup of tea" to put it mildly.
Since 2005 the last update I was finally told two of my grandparents had died during the holidays of 2005. One was by Great-grandmother who raised me as her own who had developed a server case of Alzheimer disease. It had progressed so bad that the last time I say her in April 2004 she did not know who I was, she did not remember me. Unfortunately for me I resemble both my mother and my aunt. How my Aunt was there with me when I went to visit her, she assumed I was my mother and kept calling her name "Monica". I would have to say something random that she could only remember like sing some of the songs she used to sing to me in Spanish when I was a kid. Then she would recall who I was and either say my name "Raisa" or one of her nick names for me like "princesa" (princess in Spanish) or "mi pescado pequeño" (my little(small) fish in Spanish). I loved swimming. After saying my name or a nick name she would smile at me and as me a few questions. After that she would forget all over again. I cried. I literally cried and I'm the type of person who doesn't like crying in front of other people. So that was the last time I say her. :tears:
My other grandmother was my Uncles mother. She had always been really nice and kind to me when I was living with my Aunt and Uncle. She was one of those grandmothers who would always asked what you wanted and tried and usually succeeded. She always listened to most of the complaints I had (the ones I was willing to talk about, at least). She had Diabetes. Which resulted in it escalating to Diabetic Neuropathy (I was told it was something called Krystals, but I did some research and discovered it was Diabetic Neuropathy. My Great-grandmother passed away in November, my Uncles mother passed away the next month December.
During that time continuing still March of this year (2008) I've been having a lot of problems with school. I wasn't liking any of the degrees I kept trying at the college I was going to. I had finally decided that I was going to take a year and a half to three years off to get my life in order and work on my Art Portfolio, and then apply to an Art School. MassArt here in Boston, Massachusetts, or if I enough money through grants and scholarships to apply to SCAD (Savannah College of Art and Design) in Savannah, Georgia, but I was told no.
It that time I was living in a program from teens from ages 15/16 - 22 oldest. And I had to follow program rules which states that I have to go to school full time while I was living there and no exceptions due to the fact the DSS (the Department of Social Services) which I was also involved in also wanted me to go to school full time. Which I didn't understand because I knew a few people in the department who didn't go to school at all, and where living at the same program with me. When asked why, they would say because they knew I could finish the degree I was trying to finish at that time. Which didn't make sense to me considering I was already going to college for almost four years and I had switched twice my degree's and had only passes/completed four classes, failed some I don't know how many times and had some many W (withdrawing). Then I was told they didn't want me to take out any loans. I understand that they didn't want be to be in debt, but I wouldn't have to pay the loans to after I finished school. Which would then give me a better chance of getting a better paying job. Still they said no. When I kept insisting the Department head at DSS told me that my dream of going to Art School was unrealistic, due to the fact that I would possibly be able to get a job after I did finish Art School. (this was based on no statistic of employed art students after finishing there Bachelors or Masters Degree). So royally pissed off as I was I decided to leave DSS and we all agreed on a discharge date.
Pretty much right after that my job cut my and other co-workers hours. Resulting in me not making enough money to afford an apartment by myself. Non of the friends of co-workers where looking to a place to live so I tried looking to ads looking for roommates that wasn't expensive that had all utilities or at least some. I found one but they decided to have another friend move in. After that I couldn't find a roommate situation that I could afford on the amount of money I was making weekly. Which then added more stress on to my plate, which the lead to the escalation of my depression. Due to my depression I was always tired, My back and neck ached and pained, which then lead to me developing insomnia. (That was not pretty) Due to this I was unable to preform at work, nor motivate myself enough to get there. Which "drum roll please" ended in my termination at my job. At the end of May. Lets just say this didn't help my stress levels, which in then didn't help my depression and insomnia. And the fact that I had to have all my stuff packed and out of the program by the 17th of June (2008), wasn't helping out to much.
My family in Florida tried (not really) to help me out. They "offered" to help me pack, and ship everything down to there place and then I could move in and I could stay there on till I could get back on my feet. Will my Aunts a "Bitch" (can't handle profanity, please ignore and replace with some other word... maybe nasty). She is evil. Not the Devil's incarnate evil, thats positions is reserved to her and my mother's mother (grandmother). But she stated blaming me, while we were talking about me moving in how I was the cause of all her problems, and how I've always been a problem child. Considering I've never been arrested, or convicted of a felony, nor have I done drugs or been in a gang, as well as any thing else that would be considered making me a problem child. I not a problem child. Also that fact that it was the State of Massachusetts that took me from her when I was living with her during High School because of was being emotionally and sometimes physically abused which then lead to a planed suicided and cutting to release pain.(I had no other outlet) I'd say she's one to talk.
So with everything else that was happening I had a falling out with my Aunt and Uncle (Again) which then leads to having a falling out with the rest of my family because they believe them more then me. (Funny isn't it, not really) I'm the one with physical, emotional, and metaphysical scars caused by them and yet I'm not worth the effort to talk, listen or believe. "Life's full of shit" So that was in the beginning of June.
On a one happy note, I did get all my stuffed packed and played in storage. Back to depressing. On the 17th of June (2008) I officially became homeless. I did stay for two weeks at my friends Heidi's and crashed on her couch. But then she had her own family issues, so I had to leave. I moved into a homeless shelter on July 4th 2008 (I know, on the fourth of July).
On a slightly lighter note. One month later on August 4th (2008). I moved in to a group home for adults. I really don't fit in considering this groups home caters to Alcohol/Drug Addicts and those from Domestic Abuse. I currently I'm financially unsatble (I still don't have a job, though I've been looking and been offered some nice one, those usually are untransportable for me) :Sad: But I'm still looking.
I'm also waiting to see if I get approved for unemployment,Disability benefits (if doctor says "yes", please), and any other help I can get. I already have food stamps. All this by the Age of 21. Yes people I'm only 21. So all you youngsters out they. Don't think that just because your young doesn't mean unfortunate things can't happen to you.

Warning

When reviewing my stories, Please be courteous. I'm not saying if you didn't like the story to write something nice. You could not review at all or give suggestions to improve the story. I may or may not change it at all, but that does not mean I haven't read your review or though about. I usually right a story because I want to Illustrate something I would enjoy in the form of writing, and if I'm lucky their will be others who enjoy it as well. Like I said before that does not mean I have not read the review. I might not change the specific story, but I might use your idea for something else (with your permission of course .). The reason I don't like nor will I accept any Flames, is do to the fact that not everyone likes the same things I do. There's also the people who just Flame for the fun of it (I don't like you if you do that). Another reason I don't like Flames is, the story may be out for the world to see but I don't think any author likes hearing ugly and hurtful comments from people who didn't like the topic, or couple to the genre your writing it in, seen it before reading and still reading it.
Now if you happen to somewhat like or loved the story and found mistakes, from spelling errors, grammar mistakes, incomplete sentences or sentences that don't make sense, to incorrect information on any character, place or thing. Then please by all means comment, leave me a review telling me what you though of my story and any and all things that need fixing. And even if you didn't see any mistakes but still liked it leave a review if you can. Reviews motivate me into continuing writing that multi-chapter story of just continuing writing. I like getting feedback as long as its... courteous and respectful to the author(me).

Stories

I still plan on updating this account. When? I do not know. So for now lets just say I'm on hiatus.

Stories Currently working on (Character development, plot, etc).
Magical Concerto - The outline for this story has progressed into a Trilogy
Book One: Magical Rhapsody - Of Gods & Goddess (An intro to main character, the world she lives in, her daily life, to becoming unwillingly involved in a Prophecy that may save the current world or destroy it.
Book Two: Magical Étude - The Awakening (Captured by the enemy, to then find out they are just puppets, the true villain is finally reveled and what a shock who it is, true identities of other characters reveled, character death, torture, possible rape (haven't decided), blood and gore and much more.)
Book Three: Magical Requiem - The End of all Things (The battle still rages on, more possible character deaths, blood and gore, possible more torture, the true meaning of the prophecy is reveled and well as more true identities reveled (shocking), will the world end or continue?) (Currently has three possible endings,haven't decided which one I'm going to use yet.)
Magical Prelude - Will consist of a multiple of short stories, Most or all of these stories will be about the lives of the characters before Magical Concerto. Many will have to do on how they meet the main character, background stories, to a full description of the world the story is based in and how it got there, info in the different types of creatures, magic etc. To a complete background story of the prophecy.

Title not final, possibly subject to change

Magical Concerto started being developed the summer before my sophomore year in High School as a way to to entertain myself that summer. It originally was only one book long with a couple of short stories. It was also originally just titled Magical Rhapsody. The idea for the title come from one magic was involved in the story. Rhapsody was one, I happen to like the word, two I was involved in choir and the musicals at school. Also I just like how those to words sounded together. I carried around a writing journal at all time during the rest of my High School years. Filling it up with all sorts of ideas for this story. Of course I developed the main character, secondary characters, and so on and so forth. It was during senior year were the one book developed into three. And when I rethought the whole villain person and finally created the main bad guy. It's been three years since I graduated college the ideas on this story alone are still pouring out of my brain. Hopefully I finish it before I get to old and go Senile.