Today was, well, odd. Everything was normal, boring really, until after school. First thing, it was hot. In January, in Colorado. But, that's not all. On my way home, I come upon a $10 bill (USD). Sweet. Then, I find a one. Better. A twenty. Awesome. Another ten. Coolness. Then, I call my mother to tell her the good news. While talking, I find another twenty! Pwnage! So yeah, found $61 on my way home. All in a line, straight on the path home. So yeah, that's great.
But, however, then the bad things begin. First, my laptop acts up. Not much. Then, many of my files are deleted. Then all of them. Then, FireFox quits working, and Internet Explorer acts up. It took quite awhile, but I finally fixed my Internet issues. However, those files are gone forever... Oh well. By whatever good chance, I had just today decided to save many of my pictures online for backup. Who knew I would need them so soon?
31 January, 2009
20 January, 2009
God damned credit cards
My mother has never, ever had a credit card. She knows it'll only screw her over. Well, they found a way to screw her without her having one. She is being sued for a price she won't tell me, since this credit card company thinks, or made up, that she owes money. A lot. So, the problem? Around $200 from her already low paycheque are being subtracted until it's payed off. Which will take quite a lot of time, as it's an apparently high amount. She has proof she never has had a credit card, but the judge wouldn't listen. Now, she has to wait until February to get into court. And she has to pay until then! Oh, and the law firm that's supporting the credit card are KNOWN for being, basically, criminal. They're known to sneak in things, make wrong things seem right, and whatnot. So, doesn't that on its own prove that this is a bunch of bullshit?! It does to me. And, there's no proof of fraud or whatever. So, where the hell is the court getting the idea she actually owes this money? Idiots. I really hate the government here. It's fucked up beyond anything fathomable.
...Kaitlyn~ (I fucking love America.[/sarcasm] [I know, that's BBCode, but HTML is hidden away, because it thinks it might actually be a code. XD])
...Kaitlyn~ (I fucking love America.[/sarcasm] [I know, that's BBCode, but HTML is hidden away, because it thinks it might actually be a code. XD])
17 January, 2009
Grades
Cool. I just got my semester report card in the mail, and I did far better than what I thought. 'A's in every class but one, in which I got a 'B'. Best part is, honours classes get an extra point, so, that 'B' counts as an 'A', and my GPA is 4.33. Things are going over quite well in school, now! =D (Compared to the 'C's I was getting earlier... my mum hated those, even though I don't mind.)
Tally:
Honours English: B
Honours Algebra/Geometry: A
Honours Physical Science: A
Health: A
Geography: A
German 1: A
Tally:
Honours English: B
Honours Algebra/Geometry: A
Honours Physical Science: A
Health: A
Geography: A
German 1: A
09 January, 2009
New Laptop
So, Wednesday night, I finally got my laptop. My OWN laptop. I love it. It has a nice webcam with cool effects, some cool apps (I love the side thing with 'gadgets'), Vista--which doesn't seem as bad as I've heard, and all kinds of other cool things. It's mostly portable, nothing too heavy, but not something to carry around. I've already started Kaitlyn-ising it, but I'm not far. Oh well. It's still great, and fits me quite well.
Random, but images--well, everything, is so much smaller on this computer. Which is perfectly fine, it allows more space for viewing other things.
Only one thing, though... it completely ran me dry of money. In fact, my mum had to pay about $100. Which is too bad--it means no IPGL donations, yet, and no iPod Touch, yet. Well, 'tis the evil within the joy! XD
Random, but images--well, everything, is so much smaller on this computer. Which is perfectly fine, it allows more space for viewing other things.
Only one thing, though... it completely ran me dry of money. In fact, my mum had to pay about $100. Which is too bad--it means no IPGL donations, yet, and no iPod Touch, yet. Well, 'tis the evil within the joy! XD
02 January, 2009
Mum's Boyfriend
Bweh, why the hell not? I'm not gonna sleep, anyways. XD
So, here begins a rant on my mum's boyfriend, namely Monty. You don't have to read it, I just want to get it out (the purpose of blogs, non?). First off, and obviously, I despise him. Not the kinder 'dislike' I use in other contexts. Despise. He is my opposite in so many ways, and everything about him drives me absolutely mad. First off, he's a cheap-arse, and very selfish. According to mum, he's a 'depression baby', in other words, a family previously effected by America's Great Depression, but back on the money track now--but still very tight about money. It only makes things worse that this man will spare no expense on my mum, but will give me and my brother a lousy $50 per Christmas/respective birthday. Hate to sound money-selfish, but c'mon--he spent $300+ on my mum. And he knew we were aiming for laptops! But that's only the most superficial fault of him. He's also a 'derk-a-derr' American redneck type (yet claims his family's Polish), opposing my family's usual 'manners, correctness, and elegance' (btw, I hardly find myself any of those, but... at least I try!). He has no manners what-so-ever. He wears redneck hats indoors, openly releases gas from both ends, publicly shows gross affection for my mum (whether it's Wal☆Mart or a fancy restaurant), and plenty of other things. And, sorry for the again superficialness, but he's very physically unattractive as well--unshaven, and with 'muscle-flab' (used to have muscles, but got lazy and lost them--but not the excesses skin). Plus his redneck attire--simply atrocious. He makes weird gestures towards my brother and I, as well, including some ridiculously loud munch+breathing noise and fake biting our heads. In public. And that had caused me to finally tell him to quit it. Which he did, for all of a couple months. One more thing that drives me mad is he is super-mega-ultra Catholic. Now, I'm not saying I don't like Catholics... a few good members of my family are... but he is 'up-your-ass' Catholic. He is always bugging us into going to church (luckily, my mum has gotten him to quit making it an every week thing). Seriously, even though I've never out-right stated it, how hard is it to figure out I'm atheist (or Haruhiist)? He practically forced my mum to do some stupid summer-long programme where she had to be accepted into the church (which, even though I doubt she's atheist as well, I know she didn't like it--and my brother and I had to attend these as well!). And worse, he wanted US to do it the next year (which, again, mum got me out of--good thing she's at least on my side when it comes to religion). Which brings me to how he's ridiculously open about his every opinion. He's a 'die-hard' (or whatever the hell) NASCAR fan, along with American football. I have nothing against the two, again, but still... no need to very publicly show your 'fan-status' when attending places with his generally upper-class ('cept me and my brother, kind of--but again, we at least try to be) family-to-be. And anything he doesn't like... even more ugh. He has the worst sense of sarcasm, always making a cliché, or simply poorly thought, sarcastic comment on anything he sees he doesn't like (example: every time we pass a seafood restaurant--which I like--he says, "Mmm, let's get some fiiissshh." with the stupidest 'trying-to-be-funny-with-sarcasm' tone ever). He also will try anything to convince my brother and I, which hasn't worked, to move to nearly empty states like Wyoming or Nebraska. Pardon this, but fuck no. I've made it very clear that I'm used to, and very much prefer, a city lifestyle (perhaps interspersed(sp?) with a littlevcountry). But no, he only wants to think of what he wants... To be a cattle farmer (which I'm also openly opinionated against, it's so evil and heartles--raising an animal only to have it killed... for money). And the fights between him and my mum... beyond ridiculous. New Year's fight, btw, was because he promised not to act tired on New Year's eve, which he did. Mum then proceeded to bring up all of his bad points, as did he. Both were proposing preposterous arguements. Their cycle is OK-Fight-Make up-Make out-Make love. Which, despite what they think... my brother and I are completely aware of! Ewww... And then, there are other minor things, things that I could deal with if it weren't for the rest of his faults--such as vastly different music interests (and he knows my views on his music choices), lifestyles (such as foods eaten, how/when/where, etc.), and a bunch of things I either already typed or can't remember. But yeah, I can't stand him, and I wish they weren't -technically- financially tied (they bought a few horses and a truck together--much to my disdain, as I forsaw this long ago). Also, especially recently, I've not shown as much happiness around him, as a sort of "Look people, I don't like him!" manoeuvre... mum's kind of gotten the hint, but not entirely... and he's completely clueless. Oh yeah! That's another thing. His improper education gets to my very last nerve. Terrible, stereotypical Western grammar, inability to function without technological help, and (yes, I realise how mean this is to say--please pardon it) coming from a family where they seem to all have half a walnut for a brain, and the most likeable one is a non-grad (highschool). The only two seemingly smarter smoke (and are trashy otherwise)! Family night with them was hell. I could feel my brain begin to melt being surrounded by the lot of them.
...Well, I'm going to stop now. If you have any of those traits, I do hope you're not offended. I can deal with most of them independently, it's just... together, they make what I view trashy, embarrassing, and torture. Plus, there's others I can't quite remember. So, it's unlikely you're as unlikeable as him. Plus, you're likely a Pokémon fan, so, at least there's something in common. So yeah, this was a massive explosion of steam, held up for a period of nearly six years (four of which the two have been engaged). Again, please don't feel offended, and if you still do, just tell me. I'll try to make amends! :3
Blogging away negative emotions sure feels good. I can feel some tension released just by typing this. But, I don't think I will too often. I don't think you (the reader) will enjoy my life's unhappiness--the reason I usually bottle it up. This'll do, I feel much better. =D
∴Kaitlyn~♥
(Long post, lol. Guess I must really hate him. But I feel oh-so-better. And now, I hear mum up, getting ready for work. So I definitely gotta go!)
So, here begins a rant on my mum's boyfriend, namely Monty. You don't have to read it, I just want to get it out (the purpose of blogs, non?). First off, and obviously, I despise him. Not the kinder 'dislike' I use in other contexts. Despise. He is my opposite in so many ways, and everything about him drives me absolutely mad. First off, he's a cheap-arse, and very selfish. According to mum, he's a 'depression baby', in other words, a family previously effected by America's Great Depression, but back on the money track now--but still very tight about money. It only makes things worse that this man will spare no expense on my mum, but will give me and my brother a lousy $50 per Christmas/respective birthday. Hate to sound money-selfish, but c'mon--he spent $300+ on my mum. And he knew we were aiming for laptops! But that's only the most superficial fault of him. He's also a 'derk-a-derr' American redneck type (yet claims his family's Polish), opposing my family's usual 'manners, correctness, and elegance' (btw, I hardly find myself any of those, but... at least I try!). He has no manners what-so-ever. He wears redneck hats indoors, openly releases gas from both ends, publicly shows gross affection for my mum (whether it's Wal☆Mart or a fancy restaurant), and plenty of other things. And, sorry for the again superficialness, but he's very physically unattractive as well--unshaven, and with 'muscle-flab' (used to have muscles, but got lazy and lost them--but not the excesses skin). Plus his redneck attire--simply atrocious. He makes weird gestures towards my brother and I, as well, including some ridiculously loud munch+breathing noise and fake biting our heads. In public. And that had caused me to finally tell him to quit it. Which he did, for all of a couple months. One more thing that drives me mad is he is super-mega-ultra Catholic. Now, I'm not saying I don't like Catholics... a few good members of my family are... but he is 'up-your-ass' Catholic. He is always bugging us into going to church (luckily, my mum has gotten him to quit making it an every week thing). Seriously, even though I've never out-right stated it, how hard is it to figure out I'm atheist (or Haruhiist)? He practically forced my mum to do some stupid summer-long programme where she had to be accepted into the church (which, even though I doubt she's atheist as well, I know she didn't like it--and my brother and I had to attend these as well!). And worse, he wanted US to do it the next year (which, again, mum got me out of--good thing she's at least on my side when it comes to religion). Which brings me to how he's ridiculously open about his every opinion. He's a 'die-hard' (or whatever the hell) NASCAR fan, along with American football. I have nothing against the two, again, but still... no need to very publicly show your 'fan-status' when attending places with his generally upper-class ('cept me and my brother, kind of--but again, we at least try to be) family-to-be. And anything he doesn't like... even more ugh. He has the worst sense of sarcasm, always making a cliché, or simply poorly thought, sarcastic comment on anything he sees he doesn't like (example: every time we pass a seafood restaurant--which I like--he says, "Mmm, let's get some fiiissshh." with the stupidest 'trying-to-be-funny-with-sarcasm' tone ever). He also will try anything to convince my brother and I, which hasn't worked, to move to nearly empty states like Wyoming or Nebraska. Pardon this, but fuck no. I've made it very clear that I'm used to, and very much prefer, a city lifestyle (perhaps interspersed(sp?) with a littlevcountry). But no, he only wants to think of what he wants... To be a cattle farmer (which I'm also openly opinionated against, it's so evil and heartles--raising an animal only to have it killed... for money). And the fights between him and my mum... beyond ridiculous. New Year's fight, btw, was because he promised not to act tired on New Year's eve, which he did. Mum then proceeded to bring up all of his bad points, as did he. Both were proposing preposterous arguements. Their cycle is OK-Fight-Make up-Make out-Make love. Which, despite what they think... my brother and I are completely aware of! Ewww... And then, there are other minor things, things that I could deal with if it weren't for the rest of his faults--such as vastly different music interests (and he knows my views on his music choices), lifestyles (such as foods eaten, how/when/where, etc.), and a bunch of things I either already typed or can't remember. But yeah, I can't stand him, and I wish they weren't -technically- financially tied (they bought a few horses and a truck together--much to my disdain, as I forsaw this long ago). Also, especially recently, I've not shown as much happiness around him, as a sort of "Look people, I don't like him!" manoeuvre... mum's kind of gotten the hint, but not entirely... and he's completely clueless. Oh yeah! That's another thing. His improper education gets to my very last nerve. Terrible, stereotypical Western grammar, inability to function without technological help, and (yes, I realise how mean this is to say--please pardon it) coming from a family where they seem to all have half a walnut for a brain, and the most likeable one is a non-grad (highschool). The only two seemingly smarter smoke (and are trashy otherwise)! Family night with them was hell. I could feel my brain begin to melt being surrounded by the lot of them.
...Well, I'm going to stop now. If you have any of those traits, I do hope you're not offended. I can deal with most of them independently, it's just... together, they make what I view trashy, embarrassing, and torture. Plus, there's others I can't quite remember. So, it's unlikely you're as unlikeable as him. Plus, you're likely a Pokémon fan, so, at least there's something in common. So yeah, this was a massive explosion of steam, held up for a period of nearly six years (four of which the two have been engaged). Again, please don't feel offended, and if you still do, just tell me. I'll try to make amends! :3
Blogging away negative emotions sure feels good. I can feel some tension released just by typing this. But, I don't think I will too often. I don't think you (the reader) will enjoy my life's unhappiness--the reason I usually bottle it up. This'll do, I feel much better. =D
∴Kaitlyn~♥
(Long post, lol. Guess I must really hate him. But I feel oh-so-better. And now, I hear mum up, getting ready for work. So I definitely gotta go!)
A Pretty Good Beginning.
Considering all things, January first was pretty good. For one thing, I was up until 7:30, and slept until 11:00. And yet, I've had no problem staying up until... whenever I fall asleep tonight (it's 5:20 at time of writing). But, onto today. I went to see my grandmother at a local outdoor mall (grandfather was working at my aunt's house, installing a new oven). We went to see 'Marley & Me'. It's a hilarious movie, and very easy to relate to... in every relationship shown. Except, I've never actually gotten mad at a dog. XD But yeah, pretty good. But, the ending... well, if you've ever had to euthanise(sp?) a dog, or otherwise let go... go to the bathroom or something. I've personally known and lost four dogs (three were general-family dogs, one I owned--who didn't die, but was put up for adoption), and I had trouble restraining tears (one dog in particular, whom I had a similar relationship to as the first-born kid and Marley--that dog was born before I was, and I spent many of my childhood years with or thinking of him). Even my brother had red/watery eyes. And, my grandmother (who owned the aforementioned dog) was crying, but doing OK otherwise... even being able to make us all laugh (I love her so much). After that, we went to an ice cream place. The fans were on, and in front of lights--so we all got headaches. This is also where I was rejoined by my mum and her boyfriend (who have made up once again--break up damn it!). Later, my grandmother left, and we went to window shop laptops. I found three, all over $100 out of my range. But, my mother offered to help pay the rest off, but later. Her boyfriend, who's always been this way, offered nothing. But I'll save ranting on him for a later blog (maybe). Anyways, it was sort of annoying. Seeing something I've desired for so long so close, yet far away... makes me almost want to screw it and buy a nice camera + iPod Touch. But I can't, my grade's already dropped because my teacher won't accept papers not in rich text, which the Wii/my old compy can't do (the latter actually able, but not reliable to--and not even with Word). Then we went home, her boyfriend left, and I ended up in my room, browsing the Internet and watching the Wizards of Waverly Place marathon. And now, I'm here typing a blog. Pretty cool day, by what I've done. =D
∴Kaitlyn~♥
∴Kaitlyn~♥
01 January, 2009
New Year's
Well, certainly an interesting New Year's. The night was OK, I guess. Some cool PM'ng with Porygon-Z and Mirsuru is the good part. But, my mum and her boyfriend got into a giant fight... again. Which, is really quite annoying. But whatever. Besides Christmas, they fight on almost every holiday. Anyways, I hope everybody enjoys the New Year, I'm certainly hoping to.
~So yeah, see ya! Kaitlyn~
~So yeah, see ya! Kaitlyn~
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