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I finally got back from my trip to Europe. In the beginning it seemed like three weeks would be too long, but by the end it seemed as though it took only a few days. Part of that could be influenced by the fact that I didn't sleep much, so all of the days slurred themselves together.
I've been having a lot of bad luck lately, especially on the trip. The cards with my money on them them didn't work at the ATMs, my digital camera broke the second day and I couldn't afford any disposable ones, I became sick the fourth day, lost my voice halfway through the trip, my stuff flew into a river and I was scammed in Rome. Now, back in the US, none of my technology is working, my stepmom doesn't act as though she's glad to have me back at all (which, I guess, was expected from her), I'm still getting over my sickness and there's no food in the house.... Well, I can't say I'm not used to this karma by now.
Some good news though. From roughing it all during the trip, I don't feel so vulnerable to my dad's temper tantrums. I really don't give a care what he thinks, so our fights don't hurt me so much anymore. Also, I couldn't give a damn if Corinne (<~ stepmommy) loves me or not. Even better is I PERFECTED MY HOMEMADE HOT CHOCOLATE RECIPE! *takes a sip out of a mug sponsoring a toothbrush* Mmmmmmmm. That makes my day, lol.
By the way, smile!
 Aerouge · Thu Jul 21, 2005 @ 07:43pm · 1 Comments |
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I had this huge project due and it was assigned Friday. I had to make a 1-meter model of an animal cell, but I forgot when it was due. I told my dad this Friday and Saturday my dad told me to lie because he didn't believe that it would be a meter long. So he told me to tell him I would call someone to make sure, regardless of if I did or not. The next day I woke up at 9AM, took a shower and went downstairs at 9:30AM. My dad was waiting and started freaking out because I "woke up too late and we should have started the project". So i rebelled and ran up to my room to make the skeleton for the cell (blow up a 4-foot balloon so we could make a plaster cast around it). I couldnt but I didn't give up so half an hour later my dad stromed into my room because I was taking so long, took the balloon and blew it up himself. He was yelling at me for not getting enough information and being "stupid" (<- his word) for not getting it all from Mrs. Stevens and this and that and so on. The balloon popped so he blew up another one after cussing and took the project downstairs away from me so I wouldn't be around him. I was already bawling to the point where my vision was about 5 points lower that night and my eyes were sore. My eyes were so red they looked green when they're really blue. He told me to go do whatever so I did a report, and he made the project himself, which I am already feeling guilty about. My friend called in the middle of me crying and was really worried about me. Later, before we left to go to my friend's house, my dad started it up again and said, "That's s**t that you don't know when it's due. You've been lying to me ALL WEEKEND, and it's s**t that you don't know when its due because you do know, and you just want to get out of it. You've been a pain in the a** all weekend. You didn't help at all with the project, you did nothing."
Sorry if the grammar or spelling is messed up in a couple places...
Aerouge · Tue Feb 01, 2005 @ 01:10am · 1 Comments |
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I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts, dee dilly dee dee,
there they are a-standing in a row, bop bop bop.
Big ones, small ones, some as big as your head...
I've had that song stuck in my head ALL WEEK! Just thought I'd mention it...
Aerouge · Wed Dec 08, 2004 @ 01:35am · 1 Comments |
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I said I'd work into it... |
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THE LOST IDENTITY
Fly away,
go away,
anyway,
I don't need you anymore.
I know who you are
but who am I?
People know you
but do they know me?
You are my cover-up,
my mask to hide myself.
You protected me when things went wrong
but now you're taking over.
I come back into my skin
and see through my own eyes.
I try to act like myself
but it's only another shade of you.
It's overwhelming,
this inpenetrable cast.
No one sees through you,
they cannot see me.
I'm losing myself -- my identity.
I've lost it to a form,
one that molds evermore
to match the forever changing society.
People welcome you and shun me.
People dazzle at you,
they look strangely at me.
You hold power over me.
You are my mask, my cover-up,
the alterego that everyone adores.
I'm left behind between the walls of my soul.
And who am I?
The lost identity.
Aerouge · Mon Nov 29, 2004 @ 08:09pm · 1 Comments |
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A bridge to pass
into a different world
not unlike ours
as the sky is seldom missed.
Aerouge · Mon Nov 29, 2004 @ 01:35am · 0 Comments |
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I had my interview yesterday. Ugh.... They asked me questions about being a leader. lol I'd rather follow someone than lead. I don't mind leading if no one else will, but that's usually because I'm fed up with waiting and I usually have a plan. *sigh* I hope they like me. I do want to go to Europe this summer.
Aerouge · Sat Nov 13, 2004 @ 05:48pm · 0 Comments |
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I don't know. Randomly I just got words in my head and I had to write them down.... Here I go:
Fly away...
go away...
anyway...
I don't care anymore.
Hope is all that I have.
I know it's not much,
but it seems it's all I need,
sustaining me, helping me breathe.
....That's all I have. I might work into it.
Aerouge · Mon Nov 08, 2004 @ 10:59pm · 1 Comments |
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I guess I'm excited.... A few monthes ago, during summer, I received a letter to become a Student Ambassador. That means, next summer, summer of 2005, I'll be able to travel to three countries: Italy, France, and Spain. This will be the longest I'll be away from home. Also, I won't see my family for that long.... *sigh* I really do want to go; I'll be able to go to France, a dream I've had for awhile now. But I'll miss Fourth of July, my favorite holiday, and I KNOW I'll miss everyone very special to me, including my parents, my best friends: Cettie and Houseki and of course, the person I'm in love with. *blush* Maybe I'll be more psyched later. I still have an interview to go to soon, but I'm pretty sure I'll do well with it.
Aerouge · Mon Nov 08, 2004 @ 09:17pm · 1 Comments |
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