So today my mom told us she had to talk with us when we felt like listening, both my brother and I thought she was gonna tell to move somewhere else.
Fortunatelly it's nothing like that, at least not in 2 years, what relieved us a lot. Things aren't fully okay, but dang, at least it's not that kind of big deal for us.
Today I finally got to finish a Rise page I was stuck with (yay) and I sketched the next couple ones (YAY! ) so maybe tomorrow by some miracle (taking a bit of Saturday) I can get semi back to schedule.
Also... now my room feels empty, this afternoon we kicked my sofa-bed to the cold street to wait for town's maintenance to take it to the Sofa Heaven. You've been a good sofa, you'll be missed (and replaced by a bendable bed as soon as I get money).
Oh! Did I mention that the other day I was going through boxes and bags around my room and I found like a lot of blue fabric? XD After Rise I'll put it in good use, and maybe sell plushes when I get the human pattern sorted out.
So yeah, I think it all it's pretty positive... about time!
jueves, 27 de mayo de 2010
martes, 25 de mayo de 2010
What a way to mess up a day
Hello everyone...
yesterday I woke up as always, I was excited to read Tickity and Unknown's BurningAvalon entry (that fortunatelly they were submiting it on dA when I turned on the PC) and there was a nice day outside... plus we were going to a pizza place for lunch because last week was my brother's saint!
Everything was perfect, till some hours later my mom came back supposedly from the beach (as she told me she was going there)... but I was highly wrong. She came home all pissed off, she came from the police, as someone thought it'd be cool to steal a square patterned piece from her Mini (not cheap mind you, it's about 60€ ).
And being pissed off, my brother woke up, we went to the pizza place, and while having lunch my brother and I were "my... you seem to have trained your skin already, you're all black!" (black refering as really tan), to that, her response is "I'm black inside and outside"... really, mom, why do you have to say that again (she said that to me the other day while she was at the kitchen and I pointed out the same) when we're supposed to be celebrating my brother's saint?
So we came back home, I was in my room with Spot wandering free in it, and she came into my room and sat on my sofa, without saying a word. No matter what I said, she wasn't saying or doing anything, she was oblivious. And the first thing she says is "we have to throw away this sofa". Yes, we have, I've been considering it a long time, why the hell did you have to mention that AGAIN?
And after that she was "what's in those boxes under your desk?" and I told her how today I wanted to take a look at them and throw them away when I was done (I did it) and then she asked the same again, to what I replied what I said before.
And then out of the blue she says how she has to talk to my grandpa and depending on the outcome "we'd have to talk"
Really, mom, say it CLEAR, say "this summer we'll have to move to a smaller place". Because I know it's what she meant by all the 'throw the sofa away' and 'what's in those boxes'... oh! And the "I wonder if I could sell these cross-stitch things".
A day that started SO WELL and she has to FUCK IT UP.
And you know what? I don't want to move, I don't want to pack things again, I don't want to leave this place, because for sure, it'll be a worse place for everything (I'm still waiting for her coming one day and saying we have to put our dogs down to sleep because the new place (that I don't know if we'll really have to move or not) don't allow dogs over there).
I went to bed after having a good RP session with Kitsu. I crawled into my bed (without having dinner, because even hungry, I didn't feel like it). I cried again.
At least the embrace I get when I close my eyes made me feel a little better, even if he scolded me for not having dinner (this he can just be seen when I close my eyes, his black eyes calm me down).
I hope that if we really have to move, that it's after Rise is over for me, I'd hate to have to ask for an extension because money is a bitch and there is people who don't know how to manage it.
I want a job, so next time I move, it'll be my own place, and I won't have to move anymore, because if I need something else, I'll just have to close my eyes to feel it there with me.
yesterday I woke up as always, I was excited to read Tickity and Unknown's BurningAvalon entry (that fortunatelly they were submiting it on dA when I turned on the PC) and there was a nice day outside... plus we were going to a pizza place for lunch because last week was my brother's saint!
Everything was perfect, till some hours later my mom came back supposedly from the beach (as she told me she was going there)... but I was highly wrong. She came home all pissed off, she came from the police, as someone thought it'd be cool to steal a square patterned piece from her Mini (not cheap mind you, it's about 60€ ).
And being pissed off, my brother woke up, we went to the pizza place, and while having lunch my brother and I were "my... you seem to have trained your skin already, you're all black!" (black refering as really tan), to that, her response is "I'm black inside and outside"... really, mom, why do you have to say that again (she said that to me the other day while she was at the kitchen and I pointed out the same) when we're supposed to be celebrating my brother's saint?
So we came back home, I was in my room with Spot wandering free in it, and she came into my room and sat on my sofa, without saying a word. No matter what I said, she wasn't saying or doing anything, she was oblivious. And the first thing she says is "we have to throw away this sofa". Yes, we have, I've been considering it a long time, why the hell did you have to mention that AGAIN?
And after that she was "what's in those boxes under your desk?" and I told her how today I wanted to take a look at them and throw them away when I was done (I did it) and then she asked the same again, to what I replied what I said before.
And then out of the blue she says how she has to talk to my grandpa and depending on the outcome "we'd have to talk"
Really, mom, say it CLEAR, say "this summer we'll have to move to a smaller place". Because I know it's what she meant by all the 'throw the sofa away' and 'what's in those boxes'... oh! And the "I wonder if I could sell these cross-stitch things".
A day that started SO WELL and she has to FUCK IT UP.
And you know what? I don't want to move, I don't want to pack things again, I don't want to leave this place, because for sure, it'll be a worse place for everything (I'm still waiting for her coming one day and saying we have to put our dogs down to sleep because the new place (that I don't know if we'll really have to move or not) don't allow dogs over there).
I went to bed after having a good RP session with Kitsu. I crawled into my bed (without having dinner, because even hungry, I didn't feel like it). I cried again.
At least the embrace I get when I close my eyes made me feel a little better, even if he scolded me for not having dinner (this he can just be seen when I close my eyes, his black eyes calm me down).
I hope that if we really have to move, that it's after Rise is over for me, I'd hate to have to ask for an extension because money is a bitch and there is people who don't know how to manage it.
I want a job, so next time I move, it'll be my own place, and I won't have to move anymore, because if I need something else, I'll just have to close my eyes to feel it there with me.
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