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Friday, February 19th, 2010

So my Valentine’s started off with James surprising me with flowers and a Hippo stuffed animal I really wanted.

Then we go to NY to celebrate Lunar New Year and drive back to RI to find that my dad has put the house I’m staying in up for sale without telling me.

James and I wake up to strangers walking in the house while we were dressed inappropriately in our PJ’s, me in my shorts and ratty t-shirt and James in his boxers.

I call my dad who was in a really good mood 3 days before (he even offered to buy me a new washing machine since our current one broke) and he flipped out on me and swore like a drunken asshole in front of my 6 year old brother about me.

He lies to the Realtor lady and says he’s talked to James, me, Dennis and my cousin about selling the house and giving us time to find a place… oh and not to call Essie because she never gets the phone.

He still hasn’t told us or contacted us and I’m going to have to stop getting insurance and diabetes medicine so we can afford a new place to live.

I can’t find an affordable 3 bedroom place in RI unless its in Providence in the shady areas. Very shady areas where my friend’s cousins and close friends were shot and killed for no reason.

And the funny thing is… my dad’s treated us worse. This is pretty mild for him. The 2 separate years where he abandoned us and tried to starve us was worse.

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No manner

Thursday, February 18th, 2010

So the real estate lady called saying some people are going to view the house and we needed to vacate it.

We came back to find that the people, strangers mind you, had played ping pong on our table and left balls all over the floor.

What the fuck.

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Unhappy

Monday, February 15th, 2010

So as I was laying down trying to nap earlier today, I hear steps coming upstairs toward the bedroom. It was my dad’s real estate agent giving a showing of the house.

He didn’t even have the courtesy to call me to tell me. Well she had barged into Dennis room to show his room. When I mean barged I mean literally pick his locked door open with one of our chopsticks.

I called my dad to ask him why he didn’t give me a call to tell me that she was coming and he flipped out on me and hung up. The real estate agent told me that he told her it was okay to go and that we weren’t home. He lied to her. I don’t understand why he is acting like this. I don’t understand. Despite going over the details in my head all last night and crying myself to sleep I still don’t understand why he acts like this and why I was even born. I don’t understand why I was beaten with golf clubs when I was younger and round house kicked to my head. I don’t understand the punches to my head and all the soul wrenching insults. The only reason I can think of is that it is because I was born.

I wish I could record him even now and put it on youtube for people to watch and hear.

People I’ve known have told me tales of how sad they are and how much of a bad situation they are in but I think they were still lucky because they’ve had their parents to comfort them, their parents to buy them gifts at Christmas and birthdays, and just because they have normal parents.

Do you know how much it hurts to have a dad like mine? Do you know how many times I’ve attempted suicide, like actually cut my wrists and overdose on pain killers and not sit there and whine about it? Too many times. I’ve even had the experience of being put into a suicide ward several times. But you know what? God won’t let my miserable life die so now I don’t believe in God anymore.

Sometimes I sit here and think the worst possible thoughts. Like why can’t my dad drop dead. If I could only  have the chance to beat his sick and twisted self repeated over and over again with a metal bat until it nothing of it remained but a bloody pulp could I be satisfied. If only I could do that wouldI feel like he got 1% of the physical abuse he did to me. The only way I could even do 1% of the mental anguish and abuse he did to me is if I won the powerball lottery and flaunted it in his face promise him a share and not give him 1 cent of it.

If only.

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Helplessness

Monday, February 15th, 2010

So my dad is selling my house without mentioning it to me or James or Dennis. It really could have been nice if he told us. He’s acting like a selfish spoiled kid again.

I can’t even write what I’m feeling. All I know is that I feel helpless and really sad. It feels tedious to even think whine on my blog about the situation.

God I knew this was going to happen too. He has always tried to play mind games with Dennis and me since we moved in with him. Nothing was stable and I don’t think anybody but us two know the true horror we went through because of him.

I asked James to talk to his parents for help and hopefully we can work something out.

But from now on, I’m kicking my dad out of my life forever. The only things he’s done for me is hurt me, neglect me, and beat me.

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Bank of America

Friday, February 12th, 2010

I hate Bank of America. They have placed blocks on my purchases due to “irregular card activity” and they keep doing it. Its not freaking odd to see monthly $40 purchases at the pharmacy or even weekly purchases at BJ’s Wholesale or Stop and Shop for freaking groceries. However it’s not odd to them to see a $900 payment to National Grid and they don’t freaking block that payment when it occurs.

I mean it sure is suspicious to see the same purchases at stop and shop and the pharmacy for like 4 years so it MUST be blocked and the card blocked with it. But when the payment for Gas and Electric for $960 a month ago and $600 this month comes in… no THAT’S not odd at all. Its odd to place a irregular check card activity block on random, irregular large amount payments but a block MUST be put on the habitual weekly and monthly payments for rice, water, insulin, medicines, and other foods.

Damn bank of America I hope you burn in hell. The only reason we use you is because you’re the only bank that opens later hours around here. The only good thing about you is that James doesn’t have to take a day off just to visit the bank (like we do with the bank our savings account is in… but that’s a whole other story).

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Outfit on Minifee Shushu

Wednesday, February 10th, 2010

I’ve made an outfit for my minifee which consists of a T-shirt, shorts, socks, and hoodie.

I can NEVER make hoodies right though… I seriously blame the zipper -___-.

I also got a Volks Limited edition (what Volks thing isn’t limited?) Dollfie Dream DD4 head. Its really cute and now I have to buy a body for it. I plan on adding to the lips and maybe add blush around the eyes.

This pushes my plans for getting an Obitsu 50cm just a bit more.

Also a pic of Yui from K-ON. She’s the Azone pureneemo with the new azone body which is really really absolutely really horrible. I move her leg and her feet and arm fall off… But she is cute and I’m dying for Mio when she is released.

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Ordering from Volks

Wednesday, February 10th, 2010

While I do like Volks, I absolutely hate ordering from Volks USA.

Why do they use UPS to ship? Dennis, James, and Nick used to work there and they would tell me horrid stories where people like stack huge HEAVY boxes that crush other boxes below it to make one wall and then they will start tossing other boxes behind it. TOSSING. Now Dennis was actually praised as a really good employee at UPS too…

They don’t even offer anything other than UPS ground either, no next day air saver or 2/3 day air. Just ground. Thats 5 days no matter what AFTER they process the order which sometimes takes up to a week.

Its times like this I REALLY realize that Emory and Junkyspot just literally spoils his customers with his excellent customer service.

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Kimi ni Todoki

Thursday, February 4th, 2010

I don’t know if I already babbled about this anime but Kimi ni Todoki is just so…… awesome! When I watch this I seriously feel like some lovesick highschool girl again and I remember what it was like when I was first dating James~

*huge sigh of contentment*

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Update is needed…

Thursday, February 4th, 2010

I seriously need to update this blog layout. I’ve downloaded some layouts but now I need to figure out how to work CuteFTP again.  I used to be able to use it but the problem lays in the used to.

But a picture of Yuki and Kurumi:

Then Yuki…

And of my Shushu who finally has a name. Myla. Her nose is still bothering me though…

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