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July 31, 2012 § 5 Comments

I found out today my father had a $100,000 life insurance policy on me.

That is so scary. I can’t tell you how much.

The court day did not go very well. My father announced to the Judge that he wants a trial. So in a month, my father will force my mother to pay for, well, a lot. Well, I’ll be paying. Our lawyer, who I love love love, costs $2,000 a day for court. If we win – and we should, my father will have to pay for our costs. If he wins, we will have to pay ours and his.

Oh, and I am testifying.

This is a personal information post. I will password protect it in a week or two.

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…I get dumped on every morning.

July 13, 2012 § 4 Comments

Oh To Be Shat On In the Morning

Do I do what I do for love?
Or because this is the best I can do?

Softly, softly the mother creature stalks
To pick a Fight
To take Offense
To Reminisce

Oh, mother creature,
Why do you tell me the worst of life?
Pain
Injustice
Keening hurt

Oh mother creature,
Find someone else to torture,
I get chest pains when you talk
I need fluffy bunnies and softness in my life
Do you think it is normal for someone to watch kitten videos on YouTube through tears?

Oh, mother creature,
I can’t handle discussing war atrocities,
the holocaust,
prisoners of war, or
new ideas about conspiracy theories

Oh, mother creature,
Don’t tell me stories about Bad Things that happened Forty years ago
to people you know that are now Dead.
Keep it to yourself

Oh, mother creature,
I don’t want to hear about the death zone in Everest, or
who died there Recently and
how people Walked by them and
how They looked when they died.

Oh, mother creature,
It is not even noon
Leave me alone
Let me be happy
I deserve more than this
You won’t take antidepressants,
You say you don’t need them, but that I obviously do
You ask what is wrong with me
You think I am strange, you say so often
You put me down, I am weird to you

Oh, mother creature,
Stop being so selfish.
I deserve a better life than this.

First baby steps of a writer extraordinaire.

July 12, 2012 § Leave a comment

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You see that? I’ve always been a good girl. I have a paper that says so. Yes, I wrote it…what’s your point?

I’m going through my old papers and am coming across schoolwork. This might be end of Kindergarden or Gr. 1. I’ve always done well with language. It’s math I still have a problem with. Math is handled the the poetry part of my brain. You see, two is not two. It is one and one. Or four 0.5’s or…. Numbers do not mean what they may seem. They need to be interpreted, hence -> poetry part of brain.

Update: Apparently I did my best work early. I’ve just gone through my Gr. 6-11 work and what I wrote made no sense. Picture me reading a sentence at a time, and going: huh? what? and shaking my head. Where did my brain go? Cheers to all the teachers in the world. They actually show up everyday to be driven crazy.

A candid photo of myself.

July 12, 2012 § Leave a comment

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Hello world!

July 10, 2012 § 3 Comments

You’ve caught me out, I’m not ready for company yet.

So let’s just pretend there is something quite wonderful here. Intriguing, beguiling, mesmerizing, charming and funny.

Ha! I knew it!

You are thinking of the number 42. I thought I’d like you.

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