whatever happened to caroline?

Okay, FINALLY I have the internet back! Yay!

So, first of all, I really want to thank those of you who e-mailed me while I was gone to make sure I was okay (HI APRIL! :D), and I really want to thank Rissa and April for keeping me sane. XD And for those of you who wished me a happy birthday (OMGI'M19!) thank you so much!

And for those of you who have not yet bought me gifts...I'm waiting!!

:D

So, some crazy stuff has happened, and then more crazy stuff happened, and now I'm tired, my hair is really long, and I have cable.

Also, not having the internet really set back my plans to move everyone over to the new journal. So, uh, I need to work on that, don't I?

Feel free to fill me in on all I've missed! Seriously, no lies about how nothing has happened! You're all strangers to me now! ;~; Gimme the juicy bits too!

you said you hate my suffering
and you understood
and you'd take care of me
you'd always be there


well, where are you now?

Okay, my new LJ is aaalllmooost ready. Those of you who now about it already and haven't friended me NEED to, and if you don't know about it, if you're supposed to, you will soon.

*sigh* On the 25th I have to go with my mother to this housing thing. I don't want to move because even though I hate it here, I'm certainly not going to like Bonham any better, so why don't I just stay in an equally sucky place that has the added bonus of me not having to move furniture?

Hello pretty darlings~

Eventually I'm going to realise that the people who actually talk to me are not the people who read my livejournal and I'll quit wasting my time here, but until then...

Okay, so the reason I've been extra scarce lately is my mother's cell phone ran out of minutes. But today the DSL turned on, so I at least have some limited access to the internet...I say limited because NOTHING works. *kicks everything*

So I'm here, I'm just completely unable to sign into anything, except Google Talk, which of course...no one uses. But still, if you were needing anything to motivate you to start? My email address is riskygypsy@gmail.com :D (isn't it cute? omgiloveit~)

Alright, I expect at least ONE of you to make the effort, okay? My most dears and small darlings alike! And you may not have long because I have to share my monitor with my mother and my brother. ;o;



omg omg it works it works! *waits for someone to be online*

Hello all, this is Rissa speaking for the lovely Jasie~

Jasie has sadly been without internet since sunday and regrets to inform you all that she won't be able to get on much since her mother's phone does not work in their house.

kthnx


<3 Rissa

Okay, so, my day started with Kim coming into my room to wake me up because my mother was here. Which pissed my mother off because she specifically said, "Don't wake them up."

Kim follows directions well.

I then spent the rest of the day picking up heavy boxes, moving them to the truck, and then taking them out of the truck and moving them into our new house, and unpacking a couple of them. And then I came back, where all hell broke loose, because despite my saying for the past week or so, "We're not leaving until September 6th" my grandmother got it in her head that we were leaving today, and was being a bitch about the fact that we weren't (despite the fact that a week earlier she was telling me that I need to ask my mother to let me stay longer and both of them tell me daily that I need to stay here and not move up to Sherman).

My aunt, the nosy bitch, went through all of our stuff (if we went through HER stuff she'd throw a fit you know) and moved and packed a lot of it, and of course, since I wasn't here to say, "No, don't touch that, wait I use that," et cetera, et cetera, I then got to spend the stress filled time after my mother left fixing all of her mistakes. I'm here for like, five minutes, and then Kim comes in here having me do all this shit for her and finally I'm like, "I AM SO SICK OF DOING THINGS. CAN'T I JUST HAVE AN HOUR OF PEACE?"



And I swear to God that bitch got out a stopwatch and timed her next "chore" to the damned second!



GOD and now she's bitching about how I need to be asleep so I can help her clean the house tomorrow morning (I'm not going to just magically fall asleep because you command it!). Did I even say I wanted to, or that I was willing? I'm sorry, but I'm not the one going around messing it up, and I don't feel especially inclined to clean a house I'm not even wanted in anyway. And it's not even her house. I have half a mind to throw a bucket of mop water in her face tomorrow, and I'm not even kidding. My arms hurt so bad from lifting those boxes, just like when I loaded them up to go to Fort Jesus.

Is it wrong to hit a person who is technically a medical miracle, has suffered everything from brain tumors to their intestines being on the outside of their body, and also has to live with my grandmother, who is insane?


...I don't think so, right? :DDDD

luna in the sea: You know what pisses me off?
luna in the sea: I'll tell you.
luna in the sea: Stupid people.
luna in the sea: Specifically, stupid people who ask you to do things for them and insist that they have no preference for how it's done.
luna in the sea: And then you do it and they come out with these INSANE things that SHOULD HAVE BEEN TOLD TO YOU TO BEGIN WITH.
luna in the sea: So afterwards, you're like, "Okay, don't get on my ass because you're stupid enough to think that the way you do something is the ONLY way, so it should have just been obvious to me or something."
luna in the sea: Especially when they wonder why you don't help them do it later!
luna in the sea: If you want it done in your special way that's apparently so damned secret since you won't ever tell me how to do it...then do it your own damned self, bitch. >O<
luna in the sea: (This rant has been brought to you by PMS! Screwing women everywhere!)

Now, those of you who are male and/or don't care about make up may not care about this...but for the rest of you...

I have found my shade of red lipstick!!!