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Tuesday, 24 February 2009

  • How has your life changed in the last year?


    It depends... If you're talking about the last calendar year, including two-thousand eight, then a lot. If you're talking about the time in a full school year.. Not too much.

    In the past year, [starting from February '08] tons of things have changed. How I see my father, is much different. I used to be so afraid of him, afraid that he'd say something mean. That was how my mother raised me. To think that my father would say something critical, all the time. It was quite the obvious. Rather, my mother was the criticizing one. I just didn't realize it. My father was the nice one, always paying for child support [for both me and my brother!] getting us clothes [that weren't from the thrift store], and always making sure that  we were always safe.

    Now, I think of him as the best father in the world. My mother, I don't think of her as one. I think of my step-mother as my real mother, sadly enough. It's rather unfortunate, the whole situation.

    A few other things happened. My father got remarried, I turned a year older, which meant more responsibility, and I found out that my grandmother [mother's side] has been lying to me. My sweetheart and I survived another year, in our long distance relationship, and it was hard. But worth it. Aside from those things, and meeting my step-sister earlier this month, not much has changed. I still live where I do. I look slightly different, and if it were possible, I'd say that I became a little more mature. [People tend to say that I'm more mature than a 50 year old.] Cut my hair, and shed a few pounds. Otherwise, much hasn't changed, but at the same time, it has. 

    Mainly, my mindset has changed, and I'm a little more open-minded, especially to religion.
       

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  • Changeling: A Small Story

    Like I told you before, I have a story to tell you, about my honey. His name is Darien, he's quite a bit taller than me. At least.. A foot. [That is, if I didn't wear high heels.] We've been dating.. for some time now. Since my first year of high school, his tenth grade year. Of course, we met online, and it shot off from there. He lived in California, I lived in New York, that was the only downside. But still, he visits.

    Anyway, in his ninth grade year, he was definitely different than he was, in tenth grade, when he met me. He was always harrassing other students, literally hurting them. One day, he got caught. He had been threatening a fellow student with a box-cutter. Yes, a box-cutter. His father had been packing up, for a business trip, and he couldn't take it with him, so Darien, being the person he was, tucked it away in his pocket. He went to school with it, and when this other guy started being a bit annoying, his temper flared. He threatened to kill him.

    "I swear, if you don't cut the crap, I'll kill you." From his testimonial, that was what he said. Sounds.. terrifying, doesn't it? I hadn't learned of it, until the first January after we started dating. [And we had started dating, on the day of Halloween. Ironic, huh?] I knew that he had been suspened, and that he was in an independent study program, but not of that. It shocked me. He had gotten the nerve to tell me, when we had gotten into an in-depth discussion on changing, and people's past.

    Specifically, I had said, "I don't care what the hell is in someone's past. If they've changed, then I'll give them a second chance!" Then, out came the dirty little details. He was relieved, obviously, and I continued on, by reassuring him. "Look, you've changed. Obviously. Say, you were harrassing me, on the phone. I'd hang up, and never talk to you again. But, you  aren't. Are you? No. Don't worry. I'll always love you. No matter what your past is. All I care about, is here, and now." That, I think, was the starting point, when we became a lot more open to each other. We tell each other everything, and it makes both of us happy.

    Actually, he even lets me say when I think another guy is 'sexy,' or 'good-looking.' He doesn't care, as long as I just say he's sexier.

    With that, I think you can tell how much he's changed. He doesn't threaten people anymore, and he barely ever swears. His attitude is pretty much never evident. He's changed. When I think about how he's changed, I think about how anyone can change. There are a select few, who won't, and I'm sorry for that. Still, in my opinion, it's possible for people to change. I think, that anyone can, with a little help, and a nudge.

    My father, a few things helped him. HIs new wife, I think helped the most. His step-daughter, and me too, for wanting to be closer to him. Joining the church for Christianity probably helped too, and I'm ecstatic for him.

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    No, I am not a freak who has nothing to do in her spare time. I happened to sleep in, and the car broke down, so I'm stuck at home, in the comfort of my bed. Now, if only I could do homework, and work from the computer...

    Anyway, 'ello, and good-bye! Have a proper good day!

    -:- Yes, I'm clumsy. More clumsy than thaat nerd that falls down the stairs everyday. Oh, wait. That's me.... -:-

    Saving the world, one blog at a time.

    Super Vanna

Monday, 23 February 2009

  • Changeling....?

    Changeling. My word for someone who's changed, or is in the process of changing.

    Do any of you assume that it's possible, for someone to change? For someone, who was abusive[Not physically], and supposedly lied to you for most of your life, to change? To start calling you  "my daughter," and say that he loves you, after not saying that for most of your life?

    Personally, I think it's posible. My dad, Arturd, he used to be my enemy. I wanted to stay as far away from him as possible, and I wanted to hide, in the protection of my mom. That doesn't apply as much now. More like, the opposite. I want to hide behind him, and my step-family. Yes, my step family. I'm willing to bandon my mom, for a step-mom I met, in the summer of two-thousand eight, and a step-sister, whom I only met, earlier this month. Am I crazy?

    Not sure. All I know, is that I've never felt more at home, and complete, than I did, over break with them. Michelle, my step-sister, was just wonderful. We got along, and she got me addicted to online video games, while I got her addicted to an online role-play site. [http://www.gaiaonline.com] So, it was all good. My step-mom [Stephanie, or Steffie for short] has always been nice. She tells me to go for what I think is best for me, which led me to my decision of wanting to move in with them.

    Of course, every decision has obstacles. Like your real mother. The one who says, "You don't love me anymore!" And cries, just because she's afraid of being alone. Afraid of facing the real world. It's like she can't survive without her only hearing daughter.

    Oh, yeah! New fact! My family is mainly deaf. Mom, my dad, my grandma [Dad's side], my brother, cousin, and my step-mom are all deaf. In case you didn't know, [If you don't... Then I have a right to call you retarded.] deaf means you can't hear. Not one bit. Must be scary to not hear anything, hm? I can't hear out of one ear, but it doesn't bother me much. I can still write, can't I? Anyway, back to the original subject...

    You basically know what I'm talking about, so I'll show you my point. People can change, am I right? Or not? Tell me what you think. Much is appreciated, it'll help me get over the guilt trip from my mother!

    [[I'll have another installation up for his. It's the story of how my sweetheart changed, and became the gentleman he is today.]]

    -With love, xoxo

    -:- Be aware of your surroundings. You never know what you'll find. -:-

    Saving the world, one blog at a time!

    Super Vanna

  • What is your favorite opening line from a book you've read?

    "So quick bright things come to confusion." By William Shakespeare. It was the opening title of a book by Tara Bray Smith. Betwixt. It's very true. No matter how smart something may seem, it always has something confusing in it.

    Do any of you slightly older ladies/gentlemen remember when computers first came out, and you could actually get them? You were amazed with how smart it seemed, I'm guessing. Then, once you turned it on, poof! You were confused as all hell! You had no idea how to work the thing, and I'm sure it took you quite a while to get a knack for it. I don't remember this too well, but I know that when I was little, I was stunned, and astromished, seeing the computer. I thought the colors, and letters were so wonderful! How the letters popped up on the screen, if you hit the 'clicky-clack thing.' But still, I had no idea how to work the damn thing! Ha ha!

       

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  • If you could live during any time in history, when would you want to have been born and why?

    The Roarin' Twenties, or I would prefer to be born right when I originally was.

    The Roarin' Twenties, was a very.. busy time in history. All the jazz music, and new technology, it just amazes me! I definitely love the jazz, if I were born then, I'd love to be a jazz singer. [No, I don't quite care that most people seem to think jazz is all black people. White people can sing it too, I have my rights!] Perhaps, a bit later, for scatting. Thank Louis Armstrong, for being so tired, and starting the all-famous scat music! [I would be hailing him, at the moment, if I weren't in bed, being lazy.]

    Otherwise, I'm fine with being born when I was. A few years earlier, might have been better, but life is going good. [Aside from having my mom avoid me, and slam the door in my face.] I always have McFly to love!

       

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    Where: Texas When: 2006 I was visiting my grandma, for the first time in at least 5 years. She took me to my Aunt Kim's , for a special treat. Horse-back riding. I loved it, of course. But then, I'm deathly afraid of heights. So I rode with My Aunt Kim. I fell off, when we were riding up a steep h