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[29 Dec 2006|11:09am] |
i think i have a sinus infection.
my grandma passed away yesterday morning.
i'm pretty sure tj is never paying me back the money that he stole and i'm becoming alright with that. his phone number has been changed and there is no way for me to get in touch with him anyway.
i really can't even think clearly right now.
do i seriously have to deal with this again?
this soon?
come on.
whoever has the julie voodoo doll, i'm done. stop it. i'm serious.
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[28 Jul 2006|09:19pm] |
Someone called me today from Mexico City and made me feel the best I've felt pretty much all week just talking to me. That's dumb because I can't be falling for someone. That's not what I need to be doing in my life right now.
I cleaned my room today for the first time in three months. It's like I got caught up in this comfort zone and was really against cleaning it, but I did just becuase I'm not a pig. I need to convince myself that I need to stop replacing my stuff that I lost almost a year ago now. That's pathetic, but I can't stop!
I can't wait to move back to P. Place. Rachel is going to be a sweet ass room mate and I'll finally have a tiny bit of privacy from my family which will be awesome, not that I hate my family at all, I've just had too much of them lately.
And that is all.
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[12 Jun 2006|08:07am] |
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The new couches at Privateer Place aren't hideous like the old ones. I'm excited.
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[08 Jun 2006|11:28pm] |
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I need help.
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[08 Jun 2006|03:55am] |
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The air is getting hotter, there's a rumblin' in the skies
I've been wading through the high muddy water
With the heat risin' in my eyes
Every day your memory grows dimmer
It dosn't haunt me like it did before
I've been walking through the mirror to nowhere
Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door.
When I was in Missouri they would not let me be
I had to leave there in a hurry
I only saw what they let me see
You broke a heart that loved you
Now you can seal up the book and not write anymore
I've been walkin' that lonesome valley
Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door.
People on the platforms, waitin' for the trains
I can hear their hearts a-beatin'
Like pendulums swinging on chains
When you think that you've lost everything
You find out you can always lose a little more
I'm just goin' down the road feeling bad
Tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door.
I'm goin' down the river, down to New Orleans
They tell me everything is gonna be all right
But I don't know what all right even means
I was ridin' in a buggy with Miss Mary Jane
Miss Mary Jane got a house in Baltimore
I've been all around the world, boys
And I'm tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door.
Gonna sleep down in the parlor and relive my dreams
I close my eyes and I wonder
If everything is as hollow as it seems
Some trains don't pull no gamblers
No midnight ramblers, like they did before
I've been to sugar town, I shook the sugar down
Now I'm tryin' to get to heaven before they close the door.
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[16 May 2006|02:06am] |
So I'm sure everyone knows.
But if you don't, my brother died.
I know passed away is a better turn or whatever but he hasn't passed becuase he's right here. I can feel him.
If any one of you want to get to know my brother, just talk to me, or my parents, or any of my cousins, or his friends.
He is an awesome guy.
He's never going to be past tense. Please don't refer to him like that.
If I do, it's because I'm going nuts and telling myself that he's not sitting next to me when he is.
He is never going to stop protecting me, so watch you're back if you're on my bad side.
I don't know the list of the steps or whaveter of grieivng. I think I'm still in shock.
We still don't really know what happened yet.
He passed away in his sleep. That's all you need to know over livejournal.
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[09 May 2006|10:27am] |
Those are 2 girls and there are 2 all black boys. Let me know if you are interested. Killah isn't their mom some other random cat in our neighborhood had these in the abandoned yard next to mine. I named the one with the black nose Cindy becuase she was hiding in a cinder block one day.
Who could say no?
Killah hates them, she is doing the typical cat thing and she goes into a jealous rage every time i bring one into the house. I'm going to keep them with their mother for at least 2 more weeks.
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[27 Apr 2006|06:13pm] |
I'm pretty bummed.
The house that I grew up in is gone. We got it torn down today.
I don't know if the reason that I'm upset is that I grew up there and lived there for a good 8 years.
I don't know if I'm upset because I can no long retrace my steps of where I tripped and fell onto a glass table and had my first stitches, if it's becuase I can't look at the back yard and remember where my cousin's and I made mudpies and danced in the rain, if it's becuase I can't remember what my neighbor's bird that I used to babysit sounded like.
It's just the fact that there is nothing to remind me of those memories but a pile of rubble...
I'm probably upset because I know my house is next up on my parent's list.
I didn't like seeing it how it was and I like the idea of moving on.
I feel like it's just impacting me, seeing it gone and all.
It would be cool if I knew that what was coming next was bigger and better than before, but I don't know that.
The property is next to a bank that has to be rebuilt so my dad is contacting the bank's reality department to see if they are interested in purchasing the land at a decent rate to expand upon what they have now.
Who knows? I wish I did...
I'll never stop crying about this whole ordeal.
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[22 Apr 2006|07:43am] |
I'm about to head out to the polls and I still don't know who I'm voting for.
I know it won't be the Pegster.
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[28 Feb 2006|08:48am] |
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It's my last day in disney world and I am just recovering from pink eye (or something like it that didn't itch as bad) in both eyes and strept throat. How lame!!!
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[26 Nov 2005|02:35pm] |
every time i see a home for the holidays comercial, i cry
this thanksgiving, i found myself being thankful for the fact that my dad is alive
i went to bath and body works to buy a "christmas tree" scented aresol spray for asheigh's fake christmas tree
this is the weirdest holiday season ever
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[09 Oct 2005|10:23pm] |
s0 glam heiress: our lives better turn out to be super great after all this crapp
I yUmMy ChUmS I: that's the most intelligent thing i've heard since a week before our lives were ruined
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[20 Sep 2005|02:11pm] |
i haven't gone in yet, but here are my pictures of the outside...
( some more... )
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[05 Sep 2005|10:18am] |
So that's my house.
For anyone who knows it, you know that that huge tree in the back is supposed to be covering half of my house and my 2 garages. It is now covering my neighbor's house.
For anyone who knows my car, that little white spec in front is it. What's weird is it was parked next to that little grey spec in the very bottom of the box when my dad left it.
Which means that it floated and is now parked in the middle of the street or on our lawn.
Poor little Rhonda.
For anyone else who knows, it seems that outside of my brother's window there is a pile of debris. Weather that is from my blown down fence or from my belongings coming through that window, we don't know.
It seems that one of our sea doo's is still there, but one was not on a trailor and we don't see that one anywhere so who knows where it is.
There is no way to tell how high the water is... I wish there was
I just want to go home, but looking at this picture, it's going to be a while.
In the areal veiw, if you go back a block, there is a full sized boat pulled up to one of my neighbor's houses.
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[01 Sep 2005|12:27pm] |
I don't knkow what I'm doing anymore.
My grandma who is staying with us is going n.u.t.s.
raf's family has offered us the double that they rent out in jefferson.
thank goodness.
i hope that killah got out of the house
i'm not prepared to sort through the soaked stuff that was in my house taking whatever means anything to me and isn't completely ruined
i don't want to enroll in another school
i want to go back to uno
i want to catch up in the summer
i want to take 18 instead of 15 hours
i never realized how much i had it made
i would be happy to be in any kind of familiar setting right now
i haven't let myself cry today
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[31 Aug 2005|08:49am] |
every day i wake up to worse and worse news
the conditions in my home town are deteriorating, quick
and it's exausting everyone
the info on orleans parish merely says that it is "closed."
jefferson parish residents may be allowed back in a week with identification to gather their stuff and then will be asked to leave again for at least a month...
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[30 Aug 2005|10:50pm] |
ok just heard from my dad
it took him all day but he finally got from gentilly, where his work building is, to metarie
he didn't tell us much... just that he's in metarie
at least we heard from him
everyone is unstable
and very edgy...
update... great news!
he was picked up by jefferson parish police for curphew violations and brought to bonnabol high school to spend the night
so anyoen in that area, it seems like no bad flooding or anything to report to you all
he will spend the night there, and in the morning we will be in contact with our friends/relatives in the kenner/jp police system who might be able to bring him somewhere even safer
everyone else stuck in new orleans, we are thinking about you
now that i know my dad is safe, i don't know if i even care what happened to my house/car anymore
thank the lucky stars, is all i have to say
i almost lost hope after not hearing from him for 12 hours
i kind of wish i could talk to him on the phone
text messaging is our only contact...
i just wish i could hug him right now...
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