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No One Reads Anymore

Dec. 22nd, 2011 | 08:41 pm
mood: gloomy gloomy
music: Magical Labyrinth-Violenist of Hameln OP

I get so tired of students telling me they don't read, don't want to read, and noticing they don't read even important stuff.
But anyway, that's not really why I felt like posting for the first time in ages.Collapse )

Need to Vent!

Jun. 20th, 2011 | 08:08 pm
mood: distressed distressed

Eosinophilic Esophagitis...Collapse )

Epic Fail NYC

Dec. 28th, 2010 | 01:01 pm
mood: sick sick

So, unless you live under a rock, you've heard that the north east basically got buried under two feet of snow. Of course, since I'm sick, I'm not terribly devastated since I can't really go out anywhere when I'm sick...but of course I can't get to a doctor either....because even though we've had worse snow storms at the beginning of the year in fact) the mayor, the MTA, and the sanitation can't get their shit together and get things cleaned up. The trains in the outer boroughs that aren't underground are dead. The buses are dead. Even the main streets remain unplowed. If this had been regular fucking school time shit would've been plowed the very same day it stopped snowing and we'd have been forced back to work by 24 hours after the snowfall ceased. But for some reason because school's are on vacation, the city thinks it's ok to fuck everyone outside of manhattan over royally.
So, I'm praying the Q train runs again by tomorrow so I can finally get medicine.
And I'm really praying that the crazy spic bitch above me goes back on her meds because she has been ranting and raving since like friday morning at god only knows what. Banging shit, screaming, stomping around like fucking godzilla. I never heard shit like that before.
Since they never plow rockaway, my dad is pretty stuck...I can't get out there, and even if I could I wouldn't be able to grocery shop. Hopefully this snow melts soon so he can get a truck up the block to make a delivery.
So mayors office....you failed epically, and we all fucking hate you for it.

Edit: At least my doctor is awesome and calling in meds so I don't have to worry about trains =D


Sep. 19th, 2010 | 11:48 am
mood: content content
music: Legend of Steel - Luca Turilli

Despite all the turmoil still going on with my dad and lawyers and meetings and shit, god has been kind enough to give me some things to balance out what would otherwise turn my life completely to shits.
My Classes...Collapse )I still hope dad can go back to feeling as well as he was before all this started in July...he was doing so well...he doesn't deserve this!! ><

About to Burst

Aug. 12th, 2010 | 04:20 pm
mood: anxious anxious

So, what started out as a great carefree summer of swimming, yoga, games, and hanging out, has quickly turned into a summer of being sick to my stomach, and a never ending torrent of crap to deal with.
My dad has taken a quick downturn and shows few signs of getting better again any time soon. Of course he doesn't need a full time aide, but he does need someone to come a few hours a week to do some light cooking, cleaning, and get his mail for him. And OF COURSE because the insurance in America is so fucking wonderful, he can't qualify for a home care aide unless he gives up 13,000 dollars a year...which of course means he can't afford to live...and at that he'd have to be at that lower income for 5 years before getting on the insurance to qualify for the aide.
In an attempt to get started before he gets even worse (which, God willing won't happen for a long while), he's started to transfer everything into my name, starting with his co-op. A wonderful whirlwind ride of lawyers and management companies and fees up to the fucking whazoo. At the same time we're both trying to find somewhere that either sends volunteers to the house to help out or some place that won't charge a phenomenally large fee. No luck there of course.
So I'm sick over it all, and I feel utterly helpless. The only person in the world I'd never want to feel helpless about is the one person I honestly can't do anything for at this point. On top of that, my best friend Donna is very ill, on top of her hypoglycemia and hormonal issues. I haven't heard from her since she called on monday, and she sounded like she was gonna pass out....
Then I got an email yesterday....as did every other teacher in the school that we have to work 20 more minutes a day for no good fucking reason. Which means that there's no way in hell I'll ever be able to swim after school except fridays.
And of course to make it all complete I came home again to a disgusting flood of green and yellow water in my kitchen because the people living above me have some kind of illegal machine that they can't maintain.
If I don't get a fucking reprieve soon I'm gonna explode and there won't be any putting me back together again.

i don't understand

Jun. 13th, 2010 | 02:14 pm
mood: annoyed annoyed

...why the fuck people spend they're free time hacking accounts so they can send links to god only knows what. So if you got something I apologize in advance for the dumbass shit other people do.
Anyway, another school year is finally drawing to a close,Collapse )I'm done babbling. Sorry again to anyone who got an email of stupidity from some douche hacker with no life.

not sure what to do

Apr. 30th, 2010 | 09:18 pm
mood: depressed depressed

Since Karen's death I feel I haven't been the same. I know there are other factors involved, but that seemed to be the acme of it. I'm still as lively as ever with the kids and other people, but I seem to be caring less and less about myself. I know that I'm depressed. I'm always tired, I'm substituting feelings with food (which of course caused me to gain back anything I've worked hard to loose in the last 2 months), and I can't even bring myself to do the things I love most, like swim. I don't know what it is though. My plans for saving for my condo are under way. I'm planning on moving into a cheaper place next summer to save more, quicker. My debt is still consistently being paid off. I'm saving toward my next trip abroad and will be applying for my passport on the 15th. I don't feel lonely. I'm still doing things with all my friends. I was better off than a lot of the people I saw at my reunion last weekend, and the ones I love and still hang out with are coming out with me tomorrow to the Sakura Matsuri festival. So, I don't really know what to make of myself. I'm burning my candle and both ends, and I'm hoping that all I've had to, and still have to do in the coming week are what is making me so tired and miserable...well that and these fucking allergies and hormones. If I don't start to feel more like myself by the next sunday, once everything is over....I don't know what to do.

An Epitaph...

Apr. 9th, 2010 | 10:35 pm
mood: depressed depressed

So...I heard from dad tonight that Karen had passed on. Something my mother apparently neglected to tell me whenever it happened...but regardless...I want to use this entry to remember her beautiful self.

Karen Renee St. Pierre was a beautiful sweet woman. She was the mother I never really got to have. In the short time that I knew her I shared more with her than in a lifetime of speaking with my birth mother. She was already very ill when I met her, and my birth mother was slowly killing her. When my dad convinced Karen to run away I thought she'd be able to save herself, and live her life fully...But unfortunately her illness was too great and at some point this year she succumbed...
Karen always thought of everyone before herself and this was probably part of her unfortunate downfall. She treated my half-sister and I like her own children despite barely knowing us. She had a million things in common with me, like being pagan and liking fantasy drama. She was interested in me and I her. She adored angels and carrousels, a tribute to her adorable and sweet personality.
I can only hope that now she is with the angels she adored so much, and gets to ride a carousel to her heart's content. I love you always and forever...rest in peace my beloved mother.

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Mar. 26th, 2010 | 06:57 pm
mood: hopeful hopeful

So, I think it's kind of funny that my horoscope today said, You can make all the changes you want to make in your life, you just have to start.Collapse )

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Mar. 23rd, 2010 | 04:31 pm
mood: distressed distressed

FML right now.....seriously....can something get better please? anything?