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I was watching this movie earlier on tv, "Two Brothers". So cute. It's about these tigers, brothes obviously, who are taken awy from each other and their parents by some people looking to sell them for money. Things happen on the way, one is put in an abusive circus, the other is trained as a fighter. One day they're put up against each other in a ( Read more... )

Today was crappy. I've been in a bad mood since I first woke up.

My sister woke me up like three times this morning, so I could watch her baby while she did shit things. Which was ridiculous. If I'd been a little more awake I'd have said no... Not very eloquent when I wake up. :p

Of course, my mom's husband was annoying. He always is. The bastard ( Read more... )

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"Corinne Bailey Rae"

Download some songs by her.

She's a pretty girl. ^_^


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Ugh, I went to pick my niece up from her house today after she was dropped off by her school bus. I go into my step-sisters trailor, [i]what[/i] a pig sty. I know she lives like this, her dad (my stepdad unfortunately) used to live like this before he moved in with my mom. There is shit and piss all over the floor from their pets, trash, old food ( Read more... )

Yesterday my eldest sister called my mom up and said she was going to visit our family (in another city obviously), and that mom should go. So mom took a few days off to go... and today sis called again, she'd had a huge fight with her man, and now things have changed. He bought the car they have supposedly for her, but since he makes the payments ( Read more... )

I am over it. An infatuation. :) I suppose many people would be disapointed, sad, and whatnot about not being infatuated, or falling out of love but I am happy about it. I mean... it's all very sweet being sweet on someone. It's cute. It's just I feel I'm... not supposed to... be with someone ( Read more... )

I've realized that I am... oppressed, I suppose is a word for how I feel. No one knows I truly feel except on rare occasions. I swear half the time even I don't know how I feel. I push most of my emotions, my feeling to the back of my mind. I ignore them until I make myself believe that they're fake. When people talk to me, ask how I am, ask other ( Read more... )