I got dressed up all nicely and put on make up, and I never do my eyes so today was the second time I’ve used eyeliner…(muuuuch better attempt this time compared to the horrific job I did last time!)…and Leann appeared at my doorstep as soon as I started making my new siggies. *Opened the door and had a very surprised/delighted Leann*
Leann: Are you trying to seduce me?
Angie: Have you got secret camera’s in my room!? (6)
Leann: …why?… …is there something you wanted me to see?
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We ended up trying to get an account for me… but mum had my passport, and she may or may not have thrown away the third form of identification I had, so I hope they only need two or less things needed to prove who I am >>…
Apparently I looked very nice today…*coughs wondering how she looks on other days*…And there were these two guys down outside the video shop, and Lean and I were watching the TV in the window to see if it was a good movie showing we might have rented. The taller spunk (both muscular, but the taller one was a little more buff, but I dunno… they were cute but I didn’t find them appealing, probably coz they looked about 30-ish or at least late twenties and I’m a little more into the similar age guys) but the taller spunk turned around and stopped walking, and he looked as if he was about to come and talk to me…*Got instantly dragged into the video shop by Leann who ‘didn’t notice’ the dude was approaching them*
Poor Leann *Pats her*
She’s here now…*watches her flick through all of the photos of Matt’s visit* She’s a little amazed by the fact Matt and I SMS’ed each other a few times today, she wanted to know if I SMS’ed everyone I talked with…probably would if I had other numbers XD……Not that I can afford it, but mum gets me a new card every month or few weeks… but as soon as I get on MSN and have a phoneline I wouldn’t SMS so randomly… not that I actually use phones…*barely uses it at all* So rarely I remember the times I’ve actually used them XD *Called dad four or five times to ask where he was and if he was on his way to pick her up, Melissa on her birthdays, three other friends to ask about their parties, her mothers work, her fathers work*…oooo, the only time I started using the phone was when dad got sick, I’d call him every few days between visits on the weekends…*coughs*or before school when I wanted to skip the first two periods coz I was running late*cough*
Hold on, someone’s at the dooooor! o.O *Hears Anna start screaming…waddles off slowly*
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Anna came to pick up her clothes… the ones she gave me because they didn’t fit her any more, she thinks she can fit into some of them again, and on top of it all, she was wearing the first t-shirt I ever brought and it was from the sacred Northlands two years ago!!!…(but it’s stretched now)…
And the tops that Stellios gave me from his shop she wanted back since I’m not living with them any more… Those are the only clothes I have left, and the two jeans are the only pants I have to wear and she gave them to me when I first came down here because she didn’t like them any more and one other type of jeans which Katerina gave me with the last batch of old clothes they didn’t want any more. I swear I thought Anna was going to rip my top off at one point in order to get it back! And mum’s at work…>>…<<…*Was rescued from being topless by Leann who tackled Anna out of the door for to slam it in Anna’s face* But now I feel bad for kicking her out …*Is getting told off from Leann for feeling guilty* Anna’s actually arguing with the landlord type people who’s door is in front of our door (About a meters space between the two doors) Anna wanted them to unlock the door to retrieve her stolen property. Eeeep! Hold on! *Runs off*
*Struts back* That was easy, Anna just got kicked out of the building because I told them I didn’t want her to come in and that was that! *Is liked very much by the old lady across from them* I have my contacts! O.o…*Can still hear Anna calling up to her window from outside* …*Watches Leann go to the window and retaliate with a verbal assault of her own* Ha ha! I have my own throwing-Greek-insults person ……*Has urge to SMS Matt* Must… resist… ooo!! I recognize that voice! *Runs off to her window to see what the downstairs shopkeeper is saying* …*Sniffles* I’m so proud of Leann! For once my endless babbling was actually useful, Anna said I had no right to kick her out of the apartment since she’s my cousin, and Leann said ‘then what gave YOU the right to kick her and her mother out of YOUR apartment and into the streets?’ That was in English…*Is why she understood it of course*… but then they went into Greek again but Anna went off defeated after getting yelled at by the shopkeeper dude who teachers me some Greek words and tries to learn English as well every time I buy something!
I think Anna’s a little drunk though, or got in an argument with Katerina, or Lefterry, the family is very unstable, they yell at each other all the time…actually! *Runs off quickly before continuing since Leann is leaving*…*Runs back* Katerina’s son, the dude that died last year when they where down in Aussie and had been the reason we moved up here… moved out of the home and refused to tell her where he lived! Her favorite son she says, and yet it took his death before she even found out where he lived o.O And her other son, Costa, had his wedding and Aliki had to set up Katerina’s house because when she arrived in the morning earlier (this is before Spearow died) then the other people, Katerina hadn’t cooked, or cleaned, or done anything to prepare for her sons guests. I was stunned!!! That must be so horrible to know, to find out your own mother did nothing to prepare for the arrival of the woman you just married and take part in the celebration of the union. Aliki set it all up, went out and got drinks and prepared food quickly, Aliki is always helping; she’s done so much… Dimitra had called Aliki when Katerina kicked us out, if Aliki hadn’t given us money we wouldn’t have had a place to sleep for the night and until mum could get the money for a home…which wasn’t any time soon since we left September, and November/December was the earliest possible mum planned to leave…
I’ll finally be able to send Natty my phone number! It’s ok.. she hasn’t been waiting too long… just a year or so…>>…
Angie: *Runs to the strange object making odd noises* Muuuuuuuum… the thingy that’s pluged into the internet line is making noise!!
Mum: …The phoooone…?
Angie: ….ooooOOOOoooooo!!! *Picks it up*
Nat: WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG!!?
Angie: *Screams and slams it down* Mummy, the ‘fon’ ate Nat!! *Runs off in a panic*
*Wanders around lost and Confused* I’m bored… I’m lonely… I’m tired! …I’m too lazy to sleep -_-… my laptop of running out of memory as well… I need to delete some old siggies… or at least put them onto a disk I brought from Aussie!
12/11/04
*Rocks back and forth* I got grounded so haven’t been able to use the computer, or type the story. But I am at Aliki’s at the moment and Aliki is about to let me us the internet but I will only be grabbing posts. How is every one, I was really missing talking with every one, people around here aren’t very interesting to talk with. All they talk about is the recent or not so recent gossip. Last night they spent two hours on the subject of Katerina’s behavior down in Aussie and how she’s so self absorbed. *Rubs head at having to try and translate all the yelling and constant babbling*
14/11/04
Well it’s 1am, I got obsessed with taking some Torrel screencaps from the Lord of the Ring movie 2&3 … Then spent some time on my book, replied with Max and Spike from some of the posts I got, I was really upset because everyone kept wanting to use the computer and then mum said I couldn’t plug it in so I had fifteen minutes to collect things and try to read some ooc thingies… and Matt came on and I REALLY wanted to talk with him but I didn’t even have time to collect all the posts, and my diary entry didn’t post properly…*doesn’t think Loza will read all of this THIS time*
I didn’t really get to read anything, I read a sentence saying that Loza read all of my diary, a few words from Matt about me getting a column >> *Thought the same thing* If Phoebe Halliwell can have a column, why can’t I?
*Rocks* And something about Natty finally posting for me!! *Ran off and grabbed those posts in shock* Still a few places where no one replied to my posts… *coughs while eyeing Jenn and her lack of replies with Cat but mass of replies with Paige* I’m not jealous! *glares murderously at Michael laying helplessly on the medical bed with a starving Spike nearby* Not jealous at all…*Nudges hungry Spikey towards near death yet still alive and fresh victim*
*Looks proud* And while I was without a computer, I met my first Greek Stalker *sniffles proudly* And I thought I had lost my touch after leaving Aussie, but I still have it! *Glances at mobile that has two SMS’s from ‘Bus Dude’ and 13 missed calls* And that was between 5 and nine… the calls stopped at teven but he sent an SMS at 8:30 and nine-ish sometime. He seemed alright, I talked with him a few times on the bus… hence the very creative name! But he doesn’t speak English at all, so I was sorta practicing my horrible greek on him! He wanted my number so we can go out and get some coffee, I figured it wouldn’t hurt to get out and keep trying to talk… I decided after I got home talking probably wasn’t exactly what he had on his mind so I decided against seeing him. But he spent two days calling my phone *discreetly ignored it* and I felt bad so I eventually picked it up a few nights ago.
He didn’t understand ‘let’s go MUST internet café’ in Greek, which is Pame MUST internet Café, which is proper Greek grammar…then his phone cut out, then I called him and said Pame Goody’s, because I couldn’t believe the Greek native didn’t understand PAME and had to assume he didn’t know the real name of the café downstairs nextdoor to me. …He still didn’t know apparently because I went downstairs and he wasn’t there, he lives on the same street, and then I went to Goodies and he wasn’t there either, so I grumbled irritably and made my way home. But my phone started ringing again and I picked it up and a dude behind me approached me and started talking to me… as he knew me, and he had the phone which I was speaking to. *Stares in confusion since Bus Dude seemed to have aged and altered appearance very slightly, decided it must have been the poor lighting, SMSed Matt in confused horror while new dude, who she at the time thought to be the same guy, made a phone call in the telephone booth* It wasn’t until a little later after walking to another telephone booth for him to phone someone again I realized I was someone else, but they looked very much alike, so I’ll say they are related… it’s a strong likelihood since the new dude had the bus dudes telephone…*SMSed Matt that it was a different dude while they started walking* XD
It was imperative that Matt be fully updated on my moment-to-moment happenings!
The new dude was called Nikos…*Nods gravely* And he acted nice, but at the second phone booth he grabbed the booth at one point and seemed to try and shake it in frustration. Also when I asked his age, he did the old Niko thing with his hand, old Niko I dated said he had only been with 11 girls…*motions 21 with his hands* and this dude who I told Matt looks about 30-ish did ten, then something like 17 with his fingers, but he twisted them and made it hard for me to even tell if he was still showing his age… then he got his phone after I stared at him and typed down 21… that hand single so wasn’t twenty one, it resembled 17 and he looked older then that… Then he kept stating his month was at home, or if I wanted coffee at his place…kept having some sort of reason with going back to his place… So the Bus Dude sends this Nikos dude in his place, and the bus dude is something like Illias. So Nikos wants to take me to cafes and wants to take me out to discos, and I told him I had to go meet my aunt…*got in a taxi and had it drop her off a street away* And now Illias is still calling me asking if I’ll go out with him to café…o.O They are both trying to take me out, frigging hell what is the deal with THAT!?
*Considers carrying photo of her with Matt around so she can whip it out when weirdoes approach her* Though Leann wants me to take a photo of the both of us and said that showing her off as my girlfriend would work better…*Thinks Leann is jealous of Matt now* XD Oooo… and she gets even worse when I talk about Loza and Nat…*Nods* And she got all paranoid at me having so many photo’s of Nat… and she says Loza has her spunks, she can’t have me! *Wonders if Leann understands that Angie isn’t dating everyone she knows online* Just because Nat owns my lap and realm of dreams… and I photo’s of Matt shirtless…*had Leann in shock at one photo where ya can’t see Matt’s shorts that are hiding behind a towel and make him look like he’s casually standing in front of her all nakie* What can I say, I’m talented with a camera
*Glances at phone which is slowly moving across her side table* It’s getting a lot of excersie lately! Poor thing, it’s not used to being so over worked! *Sees it’s an SMS and pounces excitedly before crying in agony* This isn’t Matt! It’s Buss dude! Which means it’s either Illias or Nikos…@_@ *Stares at the mass of Greekiness* …That’s Hello… oooh, it’s Illias asking me to … call him? Don’t they think it’s odd they are calling for a few days and I’m ignoring them!? He wants to go to a café!! GET THE HINT DUDE! *Erases message so there’s space for important babble of nonsense from Matt* He might have another Brit Oddity to tell me…*had mum stunned when Matt sent a message about brits being polite to bus drivers* In Aussie we can be really polite as well, generally I was a very polite person though, so… usually if I had a chance I’d say thank you, a lot of people say thanks if the person was nice. Sometimes the bus drivers shut the door on us while we were getting on, sometimes people had the door shut in their faces while their friends got on and they’d be split up, if they planned on going to Northlands after school together there would be a riot on the bus *Nods*
It depends on the person in general, but I would always thank the video store managers and shop keepers and if I was beside the buss driver’s exit I’d occasionally say thanks. They got a lot of stress so I figured being polite now and then would be a nice change for them. I had a habit of calling my boss ‘Sir’ though… Tony didn’t deserve to be addressed as such but damit… it I couldn’t shake the habit o.O *Was her first REAL job as well so isn’t sure how the habit became so hard to shake*
I gave moving to England another honest thought over the last few days, didn’t last long, I don’t have any money so it’s not like I can GET there let alone LIVE there. Besides, I’m utterly hopeless with organizing myself, I wouldn’t have a clue on what to do… like finding a place to live, getting a job, you know, all the simple basic things people my age usually do >>…
I do love mum, but honestly she can be really hard to live with, I know everyone has their faults, I’m sure if someone roomed with me they’d have plenty to complain about…or not realize I even live there *pictures herself locked away in her room online or offline writing her book or off at work getting money for rent and onlineness… and occasionally food* I have a dislike for people entering my room and I guess in a shared environment that might seem as if I don’t trust them, then again I’ve been fine with having Ruby in my room, I dunno… I guess because my room had so many things which showed what I liked or my personality or habits in a nutshell and I was always fretful over other people’s opinions of it. Oh, and Troy or my cat Thomas used to always sleep in my room, so it would get that pet smell, and of course I’d get in trouble for it…*froze to death for a few months when she was forced to keep her windows open all the time since mum was convinced the hard to even smell scent was some sorta contagious disease* I also liked candles…scented ones… it gave my room a scented smell and mm would get paranoid and think I’ve hidden dirty dishes somewhere in my room…*wonders how lavander would smell to her like dirty dishes* Sometimes she just smelled a fragrance and didn’t even bother to assess what it was, making it out to be so putrid, even if everyone else liked it… it’s faint, just to help cover the pet scent that sometimes can occur on rainy days or such. I couldn’t believe, makes me damn paranoid about having people enter my room though since that also weighs on my mind…
It didn’t help later when we moved here and Katerina said the TV room smelled and her whole house stank…*was getting all paranoid* But they moved the piano after we left while she was refurnishing and the wall was completely mouldy and yucky…*shudders*…they had some problem with their water in the wall and with the piano there it was dark and the wall festered with green organisms of yukiness! I’m just glade it was on the other side of the room to where I slept… probably explains why I got sich on a few occasions though, living in that sorta environment couldn’t have been good for me >>…
Katerina didn’t apologize for telling half of Thessaloniki about my ‘dirty habits’ being the cause of her house smelling. *Folds arms* I lived out of a carry bag after she took MY suit case for her clothes, I couldn’t fit everything into the small bag, of course there’s going to be clothes folded on the piano seat, I didn’t have anywhere else to put them, and I asked if it was ok before I put them there! That doesn’t make me dirty…*sniffles*…Anna would throw her clothes all over the place, on the floor, her bed, over other things, and then leave for two weeks without cleaning it so Katerina would clean it. Fair enough I’m not the most tidiest of thingies…but I still try to always be organized! And I keep my things in order for the most part, it really bugged me how Katerina made such a fuss over my corner in the TV room being untidy when I had my clothes in and on my bag, and Anna had her things tossed all over the place and didn’t get even a grumbled comment in her direction.
But it has made me really worried about living with someone. Everything I do seems to be wrong, I’ll mop the floors, or vacuum, or hang the clothes or whatever and mum would always redo it saying I didn’t do it right. I wouldn’t want people I’m living with thinking I’m not trying to help out, I mean I can be lazy and so at times I find myself doing the chores later in the day, and mum prefers it don earlier in the morning. I understand why she wants it done in the morning, but I despise waking up and cleaning right away, I’d prefer to have at least woken up before immersing myself in chemicals and the loud humming of a vacuum cleaner…-__-
I’m forgetful, so I might do something’s and forget to do others; I think mum thinks I do it on purpose. It’s not something I always do but it seems to be a problem with me. I don’t think I’d handle getting told off by a friend or room mate, I’m the type of person who gets really hurt when a friend yells at me, I’d have no idea how to react or what to do or say after that, even if the other every right to yell. *Would be a traumatized lil’Angie-kins* I can also get a little grumpy when people endlessly call me or disturb me…I dunno why… sometimes mum can call me three times in half an hour and I’ll find myself agitated at having to go to her. Then again, it usually involves work or something and I think that response was naturally drilled into me at a young age…>>…But Ruby would sometimes get out of bed and come see me and I’d not get upset but I’d have the feeling of being disturbed nonetheless, I personally don’t like it, I think it’s mainly because I’m so not used to having much contact. So when I get doused in demands I just respond with annoyance at the ‘continuous’ interruptions. But sometimes I’ll sigh or groan and I’ll not really be too fussed at having to get up or do something… it really puzzles me, but it annoys mum to know end…*Always gets told off* XD
And I sometimes go to two extremes, get all giddy and silly, or depressed and silent. Both times it can be for no reason…*scratches head* Well none that I fully understand… Like when Matt got drunk, usually I get serious, but it was hard to be serious while watching Matt stable ahead slurring out insults towards the Greeks hospitality and Anja casually poking fun of him. But Anja and I were pretty serious despite Matt thinking I was bouncing off the walls, *played around with him at one point and got classed as hyperactive when with lack of sleep* Usually I get a little grumpy… it depends on my company I guess… I was so close to losing it with the Taxi driver, he kept turning up the music when Matt was falling asleep, THEN in the end he over charged us… at first Anja and I thought it was amusing since poor Matt looked so adorable swaying about sleepily in the front passenger seat …But then the Taxi driver dude really over did it, why couldn’t Matt sleep? *Considered seeing what would happen if her camera accidentally slipped out of her hands and smashed into the back of the drivers head*…
And not to mention all my odd habits…
I have so many, that mum even got annoyed/made fun off the way I hold my pen… I knew since I was a wee lil’lass that I don’t hold my pen like most people…*shifty look* I used to use the violin in year 2, the same time I was getting tutored by a teacher in a special class…I dunno, I can’t remember, I think I was getting tutored, I know I was doing gymnastics…and tennis…o.O *squeals* I was so into school activities!! *wails in agony of her healthiness* So it coulda had something to do with t-READING! That’s it! I think I had trouble reading, and the woman was teaching me how to read…I remember books, lots of books, and I had to read them as homework…*shifty look* Boy would she be proud to see me now!! I was doing something for her… writing on a paper… she commented on the way I was using my bed, I remember that clearly, she said she knew she should tell me to write with it differently, but I had such nice writing the way I was holding it so she didn’t make me chance my style of pen using. Most people hold their pens and such with their thumb and index finger.. I uh…*Picks up a pen* Hold it with both my index, middle finger and thumb, resting it against my 4th finger and my little finger for some reason presses up into my fourth finger as if supporting it as well, while I ty-…write all my fingers work to move the pen……aaaawwww… all my fingers are helping each other! All you lazy bums just use ya index and thumb while I use all five digits! *Looks proud*
We’ll later figure out that’s some sign of a mental disease or something that’s been newly discovered… XD
Let us not forget that every character I make is a part of me in some way, be it large or not, since every character we control we base it off what we personally think their reactions should be, maybe regarding OC’s more in that sense that there’s always a part of us that is deciding that is how WE may react if that was us in that situation with those thoughts and attitude, past and troubles. So…that all said and done…*pictures some shirtless dude wandering into the room wearing sexy glasses*…*sighs dreamily*…Obviously they are screaming out ‘I want Angie to rape me!’ *Will turn into Maxine and attack her prey* XD
Oh… and I sometimes appear flirty without meaning to apparently…o.O
But I don’t own many clothes and a lot of what I do have is a little show offy.. and with common fashions the way they are I look peculiar wondering around in long pants and thick jumpers…-_-
But come to think of it, I can see how I may seem flirty at times…*didn’t have any sleep wear when Matt came down other then her skimpy red one, which was a red singlet top and short-short-short shorts* And then we have the Bikini mum said I had to wear during the day to get rid of the tan mark on my stomach… gee, I’m amazed Matt didn’t go back to Germany blind! *Has a horrible tummy* XD To put things into context though… Matt’s the second guy to ever see my stomach >>… …not including the other people at the beach!! *Got all so extremely paranoid and self-conscious* No one could tell though, I was very discreet! *Had a towel over her while in the shade at one point*
…And then that black dude came trying to sell me an ankle chain…and he started touching my leg and all…and then the horde of sunglass selling people swamped me when I thought of getting a pair of shades since the airport people stole my Aussie ones! I don’t like my legs, especially since I didn’t have access to my aussie electric shaver for a few days, I was ready to girl slap that dude across the beach (6)
…Which reminds me about Anja getting a little upset I was hogging Matt’s attention or we were doing things she wasn’t interested in, I’m not used to interacting with more then one person at a time really so it’s hard for me to know if I’m giving too much attention to someone or not…got all paranoid Anja was getting upset and quietly sulking instead of voicing her opinion for something we can all do. I wasn’t feeling too well either… can’t remember what was bothering me, I think it was my stomach, all the food I was eating there, it wasn’t natural for me! I think I was getting all anxious about running out of money at one point and then I did run out and Matt ended up paying for me…Then I got all dazed and out of it when time came for me to return home, I found that odd, when Matt said bye to me before I got on the bus the last time I saw him, I was all disorientated…as if I was the one heading off to another country XD
I think it was around that time that I started to lose respect for my new family, how many homes do we have, and they couldn’t even spare a room, my grandma has an ENTIRE bottom floor she doesn’t use, granted it was in the middle of nowhere as well, but she knew I had been asking around.. and they all said we couldn’t use the family bungalows because they were using it, but no one used it at all. Why were they so selfish? Even now Matt and Anja could come down and I’d have a place for them in this apartment, food for them, a nice outing or two, a movie, trips to the beach close access to the Internet! It’s not that difficult to be a host for two weeks, it’s been months and I’m still upset at the selfishness that had come so easily from them. And they know how important everyone of you are to me, I babble on about you lot even when they don’t understand, they knew it meant a lot to me to have someone coming down, and every option open to me had been slammed shut in my face.
…*So can’t stay focused on one subject for long* XD
It’s 3:24 in the morning, I’m allowed to randomly hop from one thing to another!
I’m starting to realize how important my social life online has become, I understand it’s healthy to have a … ‘real’…life, but it doesn’t seem to cheer me up like all of you can do, I miss talking with Loza, I miss nagging Nat, I miss endlessly chatting with Matt about nonsense and I miss having Jenn reply to my posts… naughty Jenn! *Knows she most likely won’t read any of this* XD
It’s boring here, I don’t like so many things, is it because it’s not what I am used to or is it because I just don’t like it in general? I hate how everyone smokes, why do people have to smoke? Everyone smokes here, I know Aussie had its problems with smoking but usually it was kids just wanting to be part of the gang and usually they’d end up quitting. Everyone smokes here and all the time. I can’t go anywhere since people blow smoke in my face most of the time. I prefer to avoid people who smoke… they want to poison themselves and rot their teeth and lungs and get all sorts of decaying things inside of them…fiiiiiiiine…*Is still haunted by the smoke-free ads they have in aussie even though she doesn’t smoke*…but why am I always caught in the middle of their gaseous smog? I got sick of sitting at the dinning table and having mum and Tom smoking in my face and now everywhere I got I have that, they have no regards for others and then complain when someone does it to them. Stellious sat for twenty minutes breathing smoke at me and then when Anna lit up he complained she had smoke in his face and so she switched hands to have it in my face…-_- THEN sje complained when I wasn’t thrilled about heading out with them to repeat that joyous experience of constantly second hand smoking.
… I don’t like working, well I’m sure that’s a very normal thing, but I mean I don’t like desk jobs, I hate them, I never want anything to do with them, ever, I was an assistant to a secretary and I was bored to tears, I couldn’t waste away in an office, I don’t care if I live in a box the rest of my life, I can’t work like that, I get miserable and depressed and tired of everything, a year was painful, a lifetime is unimaginable. I’d be happy just to have small jobs, just simple jobs that pay my bills. I don’t care, money’s never been an issue with me, as long as I can afford the basics I am happy. And that’s internet, food, apartment/bills… What can I say? I’m easy to please if you know the right way to please me! ……………Gosh… that sounded kinda kinky..>>’…
Anyway!
I still want to go home to Aussie, things are all up in the air, I have so many people promising me so many things, but it hurts a little since I know that I can’t trust their promises until the day they come through with them. I was promised so many things that didn’t happen. Like a ticket back home if things didn’t go well, both mum AND Anna and Katerina all promised me on different occasions, it was that promise that made me consider giving Greece a try… I didn’t think I’d be stuck here like it or not, I was told if I didn’t like it then I’d be able to return. The house (Loire) I was promised was mine is being sold, my dog I was promised to come with us isn’t here, the home we were supposed to have we never got and instead of finding a new family we have what appears to be new battles and stress and old wounds reopening in mums case. Not broken out of spite or selfish reasons, I understand the reasons behind many of the broken promises, but it still seems to be an easy word for so many around me to say. They promise so many things and want everyone to believe them despite the fact some of the people promising things have had trouble keeping the most simplest of promise in the past…
I know there’s other things, and life is very expensive, but I think I’ve always been afraid that my life will be consumed by work and I won’t have a chance to live it the way I choose to live it. I guess that’s really selfish though… I’m a little ashamed to admit that if I had the chance to live simply and not need to really work to survive I probably would do just that. When I was little dad used to always say how he wanted to get a farm, that’s not exactly the simple life I meant, but I always loved animals, and when it came to dad I was motivated into doing anything, I would have struggled hard to be a scientist just to work with him more. But I did imagine what it would be nice to just paint, work with wood, tend to the animals… which isn’t the easiest of tasks, but I took a course in farming and agriculture, the farmer dudes and dudettes said I was a natural with animals! While everyone else was twisting the cows tails and punching them on the hips like the man said they could do if the cattle didn’t obay you… I just nudged them and they seemed quite cheerfully to go through the cage thingy to be injected and tagged. *Lead a herd of cows from one paddock aaaaaall the way to the other side of the farm with another girl who was amazed by Angie leading the herd of cows by herself with the rest of the class waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay behind them* Had the farmers in shock, apparently they usually had trouble with that lot wandering off in all sorts of different directions…*Obviously is the long lost Queen of Cows* XD
*Can picture a scene now*
Bully: You’re such a cow!
Angie: …*Flicks hair* That’s QUEEN Cow to you! *Sends the herd to stampede over the bully* XD
The apartments that are going to be built are going to play a major part on my future I guess, even if only one is built it will be put on my name, and the insane grandma is putting the house on mums name and mum’s giving it to me right away she says… but mum’s going to keep whatever rent the places get until she dies. She hasn’t said it, but I can’t imagine she’ll not take advantage of finally having a steady income of money once again. And she deserves it, don’t get me wrong, I think she certainly deserves it very much. When she talks of her future she tends to include me a lot in it, not Chris or John… just me. At the same time she has mentioned on one occasion recently that she expects to live alone when she’s older so she doesn’t need a big house, so I’m a little torn on what she expects of me. I know it’s always my choice in the end whether I’m here or not, and I like being here with her… but she can be hard to live with, maybe I like it here because I’m comfortable, that’s another terrible thing with me, I like my comfort zones perhaps a little too much.
It’s another reason why I actually gave moving to England more then just a second thought, maybe I need to get out there, maybe I need to endure reality, even if I haven’t faired well in it up till now. Every time I try and take part in life something bad seems to happen, is it because bad things happen every day and I’m just sheltered from them so greatly that to experience them is too great a shock? But it’s more then some random act of bully, maybe I do have a problem with facing life because of things that have happened in my life that, like so many things, I simply push to the back of my mind and get on with my daily routines. It’s not like I’ve ever been able to talk about some of the things that’s happened, when I did something else happened, we’ve even had child services would pop up on the door step more then once. And to make things worse my councillor took my refusal to answer some things as a case of epilepsy and had already classified me with ADD in the mid years of collage, which needless to say… did not help me at all.
On top of telling me her unfounded opinions unable to be backed up medically, she told my teachers, then wondered why I refused to speak to her even more then I had before. I used to tell her everything, I spoke with her since about year three I think… or four… so she knew all about me, but she called child services in my later years of Primary school…5 or 6, after I told her about an argument the family had, mum tends to solve things by threatening us, so she’d threaten to kick us out of the house, and she did kick Chris out for a while before she convinced him to return… came back from a holiday with Claire Taylor, had troubles there most of which I didn’t even understand and came home to my brothers room completely emptied out! …*Blinks* ooo… reminds me of Max and his brother Jam-heeeey… they didn’t tell me why Chris was thrown out either…*shifty look*…Anyway, at the end of one of the arguments I got chased outta the house…which I wasn’t too upset about at the time since I was pretty shaken by all the yelling!! Tom smoked …not very legal things…>>…<<…so he was a lil’unstable at times… But I ended up staying in a playground the entire night; it was in a park just across from my school, Heidelberg Primary. Wait wait… that can’t be right… I ended up gong to the city, but I think I went there to SEE dad, which would make it 1996 I think…but I didn’t have money and since it was so late at night it looked a little shifty having an 11 year old wanding through the station on her own so the police dude stopped me…damn them having a little police station right there in the train station! Tried to tell them my dad was just down the street but they didn’t believe me and since dad didn’t have a home phone that I recall I had to call mum, and mum told them I ran away…pfft… I remember I was clearly upset over missing out on TV programmes that night, I SO wouldn’t have run and missed those shows!
But when I told Vikky, the councillor, she called child services. It was really my fault that I roamed so far, I took the train with dad all the time so I wasn’t really afraid, even though I understood the dangers that can happen with someone so young travelling alone, I was just more keen on getting to the safety of dad other then staying around Rosanna. Dad didn’t like Tom, Dad was the only one who would stand up for me even though I never actually told him anything negative about Tom, it had actually taken me by surprise when I realized Dad didn’t like Tom, and Dad didn’t tell me, I over heard him talking with mum when we where in the Mayors hours once that he wasn’t keen on the way Tom treated Chris and then again in the City in 96 dad outright refused to shake the mans hand. *Felt like snickering evilly*
Hmmm…don’t start thinking I was tossed out every other week!! Only happened occasionally…some people got slapped about, we got tossed out of the house XD I prefer the tossed out of the house to beatings! Mum has a bad temper, so do my brothers, Chris got it really bad because he got hurt really badly by John…who I don’t really remember in my life since he was never really a part of it, he’d always lock himself away in his room, and with mum off at work it left Chris to take care of me since I was little. But we got on well enough, when he was older and he did the usual big brother thing and started to push me around, he would feel reeeeeeeeeally bad for having lost his temper and usually did really nice things to try and make up for it. He learned to control his temper really well! Which was good, coz I got annoyed with him lunging at me and me clawing him in self defence then having him whining about it for ages how I ruthlessly attacked him while he groans about the scratches… *rolls eyes* He’s twice my size…
But I was lucky because we didn’t have physical violence! …Well, you know, in the later years…*Remembers going out for a drink of coco when she was 7 and seeing poor Chrissy sprawled on the floor after suffering the random wrath of John* Then John came back of course and started throwing me around like a rag doll, but I showed him! *barricaded her door so he couldn’t get in* He could huff and puff but he couldn’t bash down my door, and I had lotsa books to keep me entertained
It was the safest way to deal with our problems…RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNN!!!!! *scurries to her rabbit hole*
I don’t like the way mum, Chris and John tended to bully each other and everyone and lil’meeeeeeee…(very little me *had to look at tall brothers waaaay up there in the clouds)…If they think they’re stronger they aren’t afraid to let you know, and then have the nerve to whine if they get scratched, I tell ya, it confused the bajeepers outta me, they get all violent and moan about getting nail marks, most of which are me grabbing onto them while they’re about to launch me across the room!
Angie: You throw me, and the top layer of your skin is comin’ with meh!
It’s a little odd, mum got angry at me for not cleaning the ashtrays the other day when I cleaned the room.. I honestly can’t even remember the ashtray being there… but she was reeeeeeally sick and stressed, so she got really angry really quickly…*was all confused on what was going on* I fell really bad because I got spooked again and as usual I ran into my room, but it makes my brothers and mother really angry when they are yelling at me and I run in my room… It’s not like they scream at me to do the dishes and I run off, I ran when I get spooked or feel that something bad is about to occur. Because if given the opportunity they can yell for ages, and they loom over me all the times, and with each other as well, but I’m shorter so it’s worse for meeee when I look up into angry faces with veins popping out … For a sick aching elderly woman, my mum can still ran down a door like the best of them! Damn Greek builders can’t even make the doors close properly… It’s the reason I thought about leaving for England… she charged down my down with a broom at one point…*Is when she freaked out* That’s not something I see every day! *Wondered how mum would go up against a jousting Knight* Poor broom… I bent the cheap plastic when I grabbed at it. *Was still dazed in disbelief* Poor mummy… all stressed and thinking she can take me on *snarls* Nah, I got more angry that she got so angry over… what I will have to assume was the ashtray, I dunno, she didn’t really explain it other then saying I didn’t clean properly…*sniffles* She was kicking me out of the house one moment and then when I said fine (just got hit in the head with the broom while trying to get the damn thing off insane mommy) she then said she wasn’t going to just let me go out in a foreign country. I think it made me mad that she goes on about Katerina tossing us out or threatening to toss us out every over day, when mum has done the same thing to us…kicked John out when he come down to see us one Christmas, kicked me out, kicked Tom out a few times, kicked Chris out… I haven’t mentioned it but it’s sorta hypercritical that she complains about Katerina doing it and then she goes and threatens to kick me out when she also doesn’t really mean for me to leave, she just says it, that annoyed me so badly. I ended up leaving, grabbed my phone and some money for a new card and – as loudly as possible – left the house.
I was really upset, I don’t like my life being so unbalance that one person can make or break me with just a single tantrum. I really hurt my head though *rubs the corner of her eye* I’m glade I brutalized that broom, it HURT me! My eye lid got a lil’puffy in the corner, I felt so dizzy as well, stumbled about at one point…everyone spoke nonsense and I couldn’t read things properly! *Realizes that’s coz she doesn’t know Greek* Oh… well… now I feel better! I had a choice between catching a Taxi to Leann’s or calling Matt…*run off to Goodies at about 11 in the morning and sat there for the entire day occasionally SMSing Matt* I could have gone online with the money for a few hours, but there was a likelihood no one would be there to talk with… besides the net place doesn’t have MSN. It was all good, I felt better after wasting more of Matt’s money via SMSing me
Mum is better now, I know she didn’t mean it and she isn’t talking about it, but she’s still stressed… I don’t think I’m ready to have her yelling at me constantly, that’s not something I’m able to deal with at the moment, but it’s not like I have much of a choice reallu. Even if I do leave just to have some time away from each other I’ll most likely just burden someone else. I’m not financially able to live on my own any more, Greece has sucked me dry and I feel as trapped as a twelve year old unable to leave home. Maybe writing books on Gysha have been my dream ‘job’, but they will not sustain me, and there are so many things that frighten or worry me regarding living on my own. But if I’m not ready to leave now, when will I be? A good answer to that might be… when I can afford the travel to where ever I need to go…-_-’
Alright, I’ve babbled into the wee hours of 5:41am…x_X nighty night…*passes out*
Will you have this dance with me... will dance in my arms forever?
…*groans*… mum woke me up at 9:50! *Rocks back and forth*…Uncle Hercules wanted us to visited him *Is at his place now* They talk for hours and usually I get really bored and so mum is letting me bring the computer to entertain myself with when we go out socializing with Aliki or Hercules. I feel odd carrying it around, but I can’t sit around listening to them go on endlessly for an entire day… even when I understand what they are saying it’s still boring listening to them yap on…Only I can yap endlessly, it’s my right as the Angie laws of babbling state
They really tend to yell a lot…I don’t like yelling…but they yell and they could be talking about the weather… -_-
*At home hours later*
That Illias dude is still calling mum… oh, we swapped SIM cards a while ago and I forgot, so to make things worse I gave him my old number which is now mums and he started calling her repeatedly, so I had called him with my phone hoping he’d stop calling mum. But the dude still calls her, at first she said it was the wrong number and he still would call her asking for me -_-
She ended up losing her temper the other day and told him she’s my mother and that she didn’t want him to call me… dude only called me once today and mum about 9 times that I know of…Mum’s upset that I gave him her number and the more he calls her the more chance of her getting angry at meeeee…What kind of guy asks someone out, sends someone else in his place who wants to date them as well, and then still call after to take them to cafes? I’m not a fricken toy for them to pass around, that really bothers me that they have the nerve to think it’s alright to both try and take me out…How twisted does someone have to be to call a number 15 times with the same person saying he’s got the wrong number? It really bugs the hell out of me, I have a mind to give Leann his number…she’s been asking for it… Ican ignore him no bother, but if he keeps pestering mum I’m going to start getting into serious trouble. She really got angry with him when he called 7 times IN A ROW with her hanging up on his incoming call every time.
I have her phone now, intend on telling him off as best I can, but I dunno how to go about doing it… somehow screaming at him doesn’t seem like the best solution. I’ll trying saying something along the lines of ‘I don’t want to, stop bothering me.’ But unfortunately all I know is ‘I don’t want (to). Stop,’ so I have to hope he’s at least mildly intelligent and can figure out what I want him to be stopping. *Grumbles* If I didn’t know Matt/Judo/Dan/Will I would be convinced the entire male population is a disgraceful part of the human race who’s only job is to bother us girls and help reproduce – and with cloning it’s not going to be a problem for us to breed without them. …At least at times they can be mildly entertaining…
15/11/04
No money to SMS Matt, no money to go online…*rocks back and forth*…mum isn’t getting around to doing this week and I can only hope we get the net in the following week. As soon as I got posts to reply to my enthusiasm for writing in the book also re-ignited! Only now, into the start of chapter four, I find myself wanting to alter it. And what I want to add will change the story since instead of bringing Lexes into the book at 4 I want to now bring him in at the ruins as we did in the RPG at Mystic Gathering. I’ll keep what I have now, but save it under another name and alter the chapters and see which one turns out better. I plan on having Hunters out to kill the new generation of chosen Dragon Riders/beast riders, which would give a better reason as to why Torrel would venture Goblin woods when it bares such unpleasant a welcome for travellers who usually stick to the road which lead around it and through the Shinra fields. Since the dark Lord would be trying to keep his plans for the Armada gems a secret, he would not do well to have Mages venturing there to find his labourers working to mine as many as possible, so that would give a reason as to why the Mages are slaughtered at the Kleah ruins. I think meeting Lexes there and having something more interesting then just wandering to Elrak would be more entertaining. I’ll see…maybe I’m just too obsessed with Torrel, but I would love to have him meet Lexes BEFORE getting to the castle. There’s bound to be other elves there, even if just one or two, since Aliandra most likely have sent chosen warriors to take part in the Elrakian ranks in honour of the ancient alliances and hopes of continuing peace. And I’d prefer Lexes being the first elf Torrel sees…with so many mages around, some more experienced then others despite none meeting the levels of Lexes experience, I wondered if perhaps Lexes could be effected in a way that tires him out, not wounded really… maybe exhaustion from over use of his powers…
How I hunger just to have a chance for a good ten minutes only to be able to talk things over with Matt, I just know having someone to talk with who knows Gysha would help make things so much better for me and the stories.
I have to get ready for school now, but I’ll be back, and then I’ll babble on about this some more
*Shifty look* I really didn’t feel like going to school today… dragged myself to get ready and forced myself out the door and onto the bus in the cold wetness of Greece reality and went aaaaaaaaaaall the way there and the teacher sent me back home as soon as I got there *grumbles* All the effort to get to school and I’m sent home!
I just sent Matt a message as well! *Stole mums phone for ‘emergency usage’ *…*withdraws are eased somewhat*…Coz only a part of the diary posted he didn’t get to read the part after I got the message saying I could use Lexes and Kairi so he seemed to think I may have decided against using them, of course I want them! *Cuddles stolen characters* I think it wouldn’t let me post it because there was too many words, I really don’t expect people to read all this… I’m amazed Loza managed to read the first one, bet she won’t get this far in the near future though
*Narrows eyes* Mum’s phone wont send messages to Matt! *Is trying again for the forth time* Honestly!!
…Matt’s phone has probably exploded from SMS overload knowing my luck -_-
Alrighty, I’m off to add Lexes to the beginning of the book! I’m just worried there’ll be too much happening in the story…but I really really want Lex to have more book time, I mean it feels so unnatural to not have him around for Torrel to obsess over and impress!
*Returns after spending time trying to figure out why her messages aren’t getting through*…They say his number isn’t in use! Matt’s number is unassigned…*Panics* They unassigned he’s number!! I can’t SMS…*rocks back and forth quickly* His phone did blow up! I KNEW it (6) I don’t what’s up… maybe someone stole his phone, or he was drugged and raped and they…took his number offline…o.O? …*Has urge to run across the street and get a new phone card with the money for her school book* I already spent the last ten dollars on getting a phone card after mum and I had that fight, my winter coat had 10 euro note in it! Back in the day where I used to leave money hanging around and forget about it…since I had so much…-_- Was worried how to afford the book till I found the money today…then mum said with the money we’re spending on tonights meal she coulda gotten me a phone card…*Stared at mum while weighing up which was more important, SMSing Matt, or sustaining herself*
Mum: …You’re eating! (6)
Angie: *Sulks*
I hope he’s ok…mum can SMS my phone so she called Matt’s number and it got a ‘number is not assigned’ or in use message, but I still hope it’s her phone that’s messed up, Matt isn’t allowed to have something wrong with his phone, the almighty Angie declares this as a law
Anyway I was on about Lexes and Torrel! If Lexa-kins could ware himself out, push himself to a point where he’s weak, not blackout (since I want people to understand the mightiness of Lexy), but still effected to where he’s drained, be it by others sapping his energy/power by a spell or from him going over kill on their behinds or a mixture of both. I dunno, it’s Matt’s character so he’d have a better understanding to their abilities and limits. I don’t want to say it weakens him after explaining a scene that in Matt’s mind wouldn’t be a problem for Lexes or would be too much of a problem and get Lexi-dearest killed. But it would help have Torrel bit his tongue regarding drilling the man for questions and offer a chance for readers to truly understand the need Torrel has had to find another like himself.
I’ve also been pondering Matt’s level of control over Kairi and Lexes, admittedly, out of habit I’m sure, I assumed I’d write up something and then send it off to him for him to write up a reply. But then for my book, which is still in thought and not yet decided if I’ll do it or not… giving a better outlook on Lexes (who has replaced Dark Dude XD) would mean there would be basically half a book based on the central character of Lexes, his thoughts, troubles, personality, a more detailed outlook on the situations regarding his time with Torrel and then whatever time they have apart. Giving readers who possibly enjoyed the book to read the happenings through Lexes point of view instead of Torrel’s. But that would mean something along the lines of Matt helping write out half the book with me!! *Nudges toe guiltily into the ground* It seems like such a burden to force someone to have so much involvement in something I’ve decided to do, especially since he’s off doing all that ‘getting a life and growing up’ stuff…
If the trilogy goes well…(or at least gets to the shelves) I’ll do the side books as well, with Lexes and all that I guess. And I plan on using Gysha as the main world for other stories, though I’m sure if things actually aren’t a total flop I’d try other things, make up other worlds, places or things… but Gysha is huge, we could do lots of things with it, different stories, not all based on the Profound Darkness. Perhaps have stories of others making it through the world after the horrific occurrence of the trilogy’s events. Nat mentioned once about wanting to do a story with Arisa and Arlen once, I’m sure that could be fun! I could give Nat’s Arisa an appearance at some time…the whole world can watch Arlen and her rape/love/hate/desire/kill each other! I’m actually using Arlen as the Prince of the Merraboo. At least I am at the moment… haven’t set it in stone, everything’s still so easily able to be dropped or altered at this point. Maybe Nat and I can talk over Arisa actually having a part in the sea/underground battles of Gysha taking place at the same time as all the other stuff going on. I thought of my dude, Kevin, who is a novice Mage that Torrel encounters offhand while heading towards Elrak having a part in a story, because I just made him up as a person that Torrel passes with two other friends, but sorta got fond of him…even though all he does is be rude to my poor Torrel! I thought of giving him more time in the book later, he’s sort of the opposite with Paige, so I might end up having the two of them thrown together on their journey. Maybe if the books get anywhere I’ll do one for him, but after the people have suffered the wave of darkness and they figure they’ve won the war against evils dominions.
Probably could have him get into a whole lot of trouble…thought of having a follow up with Lexes and Torrel at one point, Torrel wouldn’t be able to settle down and live a simple life knowing that someone who he basically admires to such an extent roam around being tortured by deities Torrel has been raised to serve. At least that is how Torrel sees it. If there was one thing Torrel would say to Lexes about the war I think it would be that Torrel seeks to free all the victims who are suffering in this horrific war, and whether Lexes will accept it or not, Torrel sees the dark half elf as a victim like any other. And Torrel wouldn’t rest until Lexes were freed from his captivity and servitude. I thought it might be interesting to have a view of Torrel older and more mature, he’d have become more tuned with his elvish half by then or we’d see him immersing himself in the new life. In the trilogy of the Profound Darkness we see him exploring his human side, we see him learning how to handle himself as a man and a warrior. In this later book, I thought it would be beautiful to see him blending as best he can in his other culture, learning to listen to the wild and develop his elvish talents.
Maybe in this trilogy he and Lexes fight together, but the later story Lexes has turned sides, so Torrel could be trying to save a man who’s become his enemy…little cliché when I read that, but hey, Torrel would infiltrate hell itself to free Lexes. Which means I’ll have to show the readers just how strong a connection the two have…Lexes will be Torrel’s mentor even if Lexes doesn’t outwardly agree to the role, Torrel would do anything needed to impress this other man who is the first elf Torrel would have ever seen. Additionally, since Torrel had suffered at the words and attitudes of the people out casting him as a dangerous creature, inwardly Torrel would have this desire to prove them wrong, that just because he isn’t human doesn’t make him a monster. He’ll convince himself the same is of Lexes, even to a point where he’d excuse everything the other did because Torrel would be thinking in the deepest corners of his mind; if Lexes was evil, then perhaps it is in Torrel’s blood as well, and Torrel would go to extremes to prove not only to everyone else around him but to himself as well then he – and Lexes – are not wicked, even if Torrel must spend an elvish lifetime fighting the gods for the freedom of their balancer’s will.
I guess it also depends on the popularity of the characters, if the books do poorly and everyone hates Torrel, there’s not much point in writing another book or trilogy with him as a main character. I guess I’m getting ahead of myself, I really want to write all this stuff down, I want to know what happens, I want to see how they all evolve, part of me wants to write even if it’s a flop and no one wants my books, I want to write until there’s nothing left to write about! Will Lexes ever be freed from his servitude? What happens with Elrak after the devastating war? What’s it like to live in Sky City? It’s so much more advanced then the rest of the world, has little air balloons and rail systems that get them about the main areas. They have actual technology in the sense that they can produce energy and electricity and heat and all sorts of primitive looking electronics/devices. I want to get a better look into that part of Gysha but to do that I’d need to develop a character and experience the world for a first time through writing it all out as I go.
I want to know at what cost the people won this war, what if they didn’t win it? What if later on I decide this is all some sort of massive wide scale diversion? What if the dark lord had other plans? What if he blinded them to something even worse he was doing by throwing these waves of armies at them? What if the end of the war is really only just the beginning of it? I don’t think I entirely care if my books do well or not, the enjoyment and satisfaction of going through all this and finding out what happens and how it happens and to what extent this all happens, then that would make me happy. Won’t make me rich, but I’d give every penny I had for an ounce of happiness any day.
…Hmmm… but that can backfire can’t it? That’s how I got here in the first place, in this strange land full of strange people with their strange habits and attitudes…
Was it worth giving up every penny to come here in hopes of finding a new part of my family and a new life full of cousins, aunties, uncles and grandmas? I can’t honestly answer that. The family here was a bitter disappointment, but I spent time with Matt! We’ve lost all our money, but we’ve gained new land to build those apartments on. I left my sick dad, my little sister, my puppy Twaa, but I realized how wonderful Australia is compared to this alien habitat. Whether it is because Aussie truly is a class of its own unmatched by these wild money robbing, all night smoking, usually tight-knit family land, or if it’s because Australia is my own country, my place of birth, my world, my home, I can’t be sure. Anna had said she loves this life, and I can see things here that I don’t see in Australia, we don’t have ancient ruins sitting in the middle of our city, but then again we at least have a beautiful city with large parks and fountains and wonderful new buildings and excellent forms of transport to get here there and everywhere.
It’s not like I left Aussie and BANG, I start going on about how much I love Aussie, Loza and I were proud Aussie’s! I always loved Australia, I loved Melbourne and I loved living there. I may not have had the perfect live, but I had the perfect world around me, I wouldn’t change anything of the place I lived in. The water in Melbourne was said to be one of the best tap water in Aussie. We could drink from the tap, even in Canberra we could drink from the tap and the water wasn’t as good quality as Melbourne’s (well I don’t know about quality, but it definitely tasted funny…*wrinkles nose at yukky thoughts*) The roads were wide and the paths were decent, we had paths, here they don’t really have them everywhere and if they do cars are parked all over them. Our traffic laws are EXTREMELY good, here people are wild and insane, changing lanes without signalling or looking and just hoping others can read minds to understand what they are planning. We have smoking laws… god I miss those laws, no smoking in restraints and those smoke free zones all over the place. The none smoking seat/table here are right beside the rest of the smoking seats/tables *Sat in the non-smoking seat with two smoking seats beside her inhaling smoking left right and centre* -_-
I’m going to die of lung cancer! I used to get really freaked out, with my lung already weak I wondered what it was like to have it endure all the constant smoking of mum and Tom around me and now I’m here surrounded by smoke all the damn time. I don’t want to die! Not until I find out how Lexes and Torrel end up down the road, will Torrel ever free the object of his obsession? Or will Lexes eternally be damned till his dying day? Stay tuned and find out by getting the book sometime in the distant, distant possible future! *Fades into commercials*
Weeeeell, that was an impressive randomly shifting of topics babble! *Looks proud*
I talk a lot don’t I? XD Probably babble about things most people wouldn’t babble about either…I don’t really care, I’m not ashamed nor do I seek pity or affections for what I say. I say what I say for the simple purpose of saying it. *Nods* Everyone has their troubles in life, some worse then others, I had a girl who pitied me once, her name was Megan. She sort of nosed in on everything, so when she talked with us usually it was about personal things. Most people didn’t really say what was on their mind…damn my habit of speaking my mind… but we got on the worse fights at our homes and most people just said things like ‘grounded for two months’, lost rights to something…I mentioned the worse fight was when I was told to leave for the first time, and then later in year 6, at least the first time I had dad as a goal for me to get to, in year six he was sick, I couldn’t go to him…or at least attempt to get to him…*eyes evil security that are all over Flinders Street station* XD I think it was here who called Child services, I felt odd coz I was year nine at the time. Megan always looked at me as if I was someone who spent my life sleeping in the gutters. It’s not fair, I knew a girl who was so terrified of her mother that she and her little sister would hide if she came around to see them. We all have problems, most are ashamed of them though, I’m not. Well…walking around in the rain wearing my short sleeved white nighty that is just down to my knees was preeeeeeeetty embarrassing… but thinking about it now I can laugh about it…I was wandering around Rosanna in a nighty humming whatever tunes came to mind to pass the time between when mum or tom drove by to pick me up, I swear I’m sure they all thought I was a loon by the time I moved away XD
I guess the only thing that ever disturbed me in my childhood that I still think back and frown upon, would be all the times we’d have a fight and mum would always find some reason to say something along the lines of me being not all together up there. And she’d say it in a way where she scrunches her face and asks if I’m crazy or if there was something wrong with me… it bugged the hell out of me, and growing up having someone saying constantly there was something wrong with you didn’t help my self esteem. I was so unlucky, had mum’s favourite insult being about mentality and then while getting paranoid about my mental stability I later have my councillor throwing all sorts of unfounded medical disorders at me. I don’t like school and I don’t like answering the questions of someone who just makes things worse if they get answers, how the hell does that make me epileptic!? They don’t have a right to say there’s something wrong with me to such an extent when they don’t have REAL PROOF to back any of it up. And just so you know, before you get fishy at all the people thinking the same thing and me still saying it isn’t true, mum took me to a phsyciatric hospital to get examined. Yup, I got sent to the nut house, aaaaaaaaall because I don’t sit back and get pushed around *Would always fight back one way or another to defend herself*
I waited four hours for the dude to see me, and in twenty minutes I had him telling off my mother to no end. She told him so much hogwash that he was utterly amazed at my attitude and personality and responses to his questions. Mum told him I don’t register the passage of time properly, I don’t know the date every single day and that makes me deluded to the world around me! But I don’t think it had anything to do with me forgetting the date, it couldn’t be, because we had a calendar on the fridge that I’d check…My dad was sitting in a nursing home, I was recovering from the trauma of losing my lifeline and she’s making it out as if I’ve spent my entire life locked in a small room listening to voices ….*is exaggerating slightly since it still upsets her* But I was getting analyzedm it honestly can’t be THAT much of an exaggeration as to what she was really thinking! She was there with me, she told him I don’t register the date and days. *Went into explaining year, month, day, hour of different events, starting with time they received the call of her dad suffering the stroke* Boy, did HE stare at me blankly and then give mum a suspicious look! Mum seemed impressed as well… -_-
All I remember other then that is really when mum mentioned how I scream, she said I have a deep, agonizing scream of such magnitude it was like they were torturing me. *Looks proud* Yup, when I scream, people hear me! But that was the point, I never screamed because I was afraid, pfffft, when I get scared I get angry and lash about frantically, or run for cover, or usually run for cover and then only if they come after me I go wild *pulls out nail file and sharpens her claws* It’s not something I like about myself though, I don’t like getting angry, I don’t like having someone make me act in such a way I get so uneasy that lashing out seems the only way to ward off their hostilities. I didn’t like it in school and I don’t like it at home. But at school I was always in control, if I did seem to lose my temper it was all in play, I’d act wild and they’d back away, and I’d only done it what, three…four times max in my life? I never had too many problems regarding bully in high school, and what bully I did get I could effortlessly ignore because it was so weak an attack. Usually my safest way of not having to fight was to drop to the floor, open my mouth, and not stop yelling until they leave me the hell alone!
It’s not feat, or mental instability that causes that reaction, it’s the desire not to force myself to partake any further in a stupid argument that is threatening to turn more hostile then it deserves. It was a cry for help that was never answered in the way I longed for, but it still had it’s effects. After all, if they didn’t leave me alone, police can be called to come and check in on the disturbance and demand us to keep the noise down with a warning of giving a fine if we kept it up. I was fully planned and well prepared! I ain’t insane, I just didn’t fight the usual way others around me did, they have their lungs and use it their way, I used mine my way. I don’t like saying hurtful things, and when I do say them, on the rare times I’ve let them slip, I’ve always regretted it, so why must I do things their way? Screaming helped me, it was my emergency break back then, I discovered they’d eventually stop bickering if I just kept it up long enough. Which didn’t mean they’d step towards me and I’d drop and scream! *Flicks hair* I only used my vocal powers when things got really bad! *Can take on Havok II any day of the week* Come an’ try to out do ME Lachlan!
Everyone has their problems, mine where really bad in my opinion, little degrading if you let them be, but why bother getting upset over something that’s been proven wrong? I’d rather my problems then some others people have to endure, like one of my male friends, who was so scared of people finding out he was gay after he got hurt once that he asked some of us to pretend to be his girlfriends. Andrea and I had a true blue jealous new girlfriend/ex-girlfriend cat fight in the lunch hall *so won the play fight* No one can act as insane as I can and keep a straight face, then again, couldn’t over do it since we’d need to have it believable for us to be friends again in the following days!
Angie: Slut!
Andrea: Whore!
*Crowd stares in shock and delighted horror*
-Next day-
Andrea: Heeeeeeey!
Angie: Heeeeeeeeeeeeey!
*People stare*
I didn’t really understand why he was so scared, why would people care what he chose to do with his life? It didn’t effect them, I didn’t really understand bigotry… until his father found out about his boyfriend and came to the school to shout at him during lunch. Poor guy, I was nearly in tears when his dad started grabbing at –shifty look- my friiiiiend…*won’t name names* I told this to Matt actually! Anyway, one of the girls asked me to do something… the dad didn’t live with his wife, I think he had a drinking problem when my friend was younger and she divorced him for that or something, he didn’t really talk a lot about his dad because it really upset him to speak about it, even when he tried you could just see how it tore him up inside. I remember staring up at the huge angry dude and just opening my mouth and screamed as long and as hard as I could manage. Needless to say, I got lotsa attention! *Does a pose* I used my powers for good! And evil daddy who puts daddys to shame looked startled and shocked as well…*especially when miniature 16 year old Angie flung herself at him* DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEE!! *Was eventually able to get between friend and his dad, wondered if that was a good move, was saved by the art teacher before she could figure out the answer to that* Apparently my friend had told his mother, he kept it a secret for a whole but eventually managed to tell her. She wasn’t comfortable with it he said, but she still was there for him, and it was getting the point were she was saying she’d rather he bring his friends back home instead of sneaking around god knows where… he was 16 going onto 17 so he was with his first boyfriend.
So with her letting him have boyfriends, and on top of that being told when he was ready he could actually bring them home with him, he finally, for the first time, put up a picture of his boyfriend who he’d been seeing for a few months. I think they were both really anxious about things so when they’d go out usually someone else would be there with them, so I went on a few of their dates, I thought it was cute, they were both sneaking stares at each other without trying to look obvious if there was a larger group of people around us and in the cinemas we’d sit at the back and they’d even held hands a few times! …Never struck me as odd…but I felt out of place when they started kissing once in the empty cinema >>
Angie: …Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey… I get enough of that stuff on screen thank you very much!
What happened was that his dad went into his room to leave something and his mother didn’t think about the photo’s and his dad didn’t seem to appreciate the photo I took of them… *humph* I thought it was nice, had them on the steps in Northlands cinema with the boyfriend holding onto my friend who was leaning back into him and boyfriend had asked if my friend was comfortable and he looked up and said yeah, and I took the photo then so it was sweeeeeeeet with them looking at each other and smiling and all huggy…Plus there were other photos, but that was large, my friend had it on his desk and it was half the size of an horizontal A4 sheet of paper. For a while I couldn’t shake the feeling it was my fault since it was the photo I took that got him in trouble with his dad. I don’t know what happened with him, he moved school later that year since people pretty much figured out he was gay by the way his dad shouted at the top of his lungs and then rumours spread and then some people made it a little hard for him by nagging about his sexuality and sex life. We kept in touch for a while but then I moved and he moved and then I moved again and he doesn’t know I’m in Greece now, but one of my old friends mentioned he was planning on leaving for Sydney or Queensland.
*Waddles off to write about Torrel on his way to meet Lexes some more and then go to sleep*
Will you have this dance with me... will dance in my arms forever?
Hmm, I wish I could sit down next to Matt and talk over this; it was so much easier to talk with him when he was right there beside me.
Ooo, and mum’s going to let me open an account when I finally am able to get a job here, till then I can’t afford to have one, mum says I can put all my money in her account, but I just know at some point that could lead to troubles later on. But she’s letting me save up travelling to England to eventually see Matt, Jenn, all’em lot. Before she wanted to use my money earned to pay all the bills, I don’t mind paying some here and there…but I wasn’t enthused about all my money going into bills and leaving me no better off then now. And once I get my account I’ll start saving up, only it might take up to a year for me to even get anywhere what I need. It seems so long *sniffles* Then mum says if Matt was still in Germany it would have been easier to see him…*narrows eyes* honestly Matt, making things less easier!!
*Is dragged off to eat…returns all excited* oooo! There’s a chance we won’t have sold Loire by the end of the year, and if I can come up with the extra $150…200, whatever, (mum seemed to change the prince >>), monthly then I can afford to keep Loire! I can move back to Aussie in a year! Granted that’s a hell of a lot of money to do so. I’ll additionally need to save up for a ticket back home. So financially I might not be able to move back for about 2 years…*cries in pain* But if we can keep Loire that’s all good! And if I need to stay here an extra year we can rent it out again, I’ll continue paying the extra cost till I’m able to afford to move back. But there’s a problem because I still want to see England if I can before I leave back for Aussie, in the long run it would be cheaper to go while I’m in Greece but then it may put my returning to Aussie back an additional year on top of all that…I dunno *taps chin* I guess if things are really tight I’ll have no choice but to miss out on seeing England again. Or I’ll just have to put it off until I’m a famous Aussie Author touring the world XD
To afford to keep Loire I will need other people to stay with me though, it’s a nice house, big backyard and close to the freeway and in a developing area, it’s going to become really good in price the longer we keep it. And it has a big garage, with TV antennas (the wall mounted thingies you plug the TV antenna into) in every room, four bedrooms, all with nice decent sized closets a good appliances and nice things, beautiful carpet…doggie door in my old room…*sighs dreamily*
Mum says I can put one in her room and that she wants me to be there if I move back, I’ll need to get a roommate or two since I wouldn’t afford the cost on my own. That’s all that I worry about, how the heck can I find two three people to live with me for a year or two? How do I know if they are reliable? I’ll needed to find at least two people, it’s a four room house, and I’ll need to know them… I don’t think I’ll be able to do it. Who do I know in Aussie? Eric…Melissa…Loza…? Of course I know others but not as in I’ve actually gotten to know them.
It’s a nice house, with access to the buses, trains, shops, cinemas, video shop, supermarkets, highway right into the city making travelling to work niiice and easy…*shifty look* if you uh…work in the city that is >>…
Plus there are schools around the area! So I know location wise it’s nice, and it’s a nice quiet place while at the same time not in the middle of nowhere without access to entertainments. My concerns are the actual roommates. How would I cope having friends living with me? Well friends that just spending time with can seem to be draining, and getting them to pay may be a problem, one owed me money and I managed to finally squeeze it from her and she wouldn’t leave the house because she was mopping about how she had wanted to go do her hair again for the second time that week. Needless to say I ain’t havin’ heeeeeeeeer as a roommate… It’s only for a year or two at the moment, I think I’ll base it on a yearly thing if I ever manage to find people foolish enough to want to live in the same home as me, each year we take a time and see how we go. But then there’s bank account problems, there’s making sure everyone pays their due rent, and I have no doubt there’ll be arguments over bills like ‘but I never use the heater’ or ‘I don’t think I ought to pay much of this, that or that’
It becomes so much of a burden, but it would be great if we didn’t lose the home, and if I start looking out for it then mum will leave it for me like she mentioned she would once, though she didn’t really make it clear if it was mine to look out for now or if I’m just ‘helping’ her and it’s mine after she dies. When I say ‘mine’ I mean as in I’m able to actually live there, mum doesn’t know what she wants and it’s not like I expect her to live on her own while I’m at Loire, of course she’s able to live there and run the house like normal, I don’t expect to become ruler of the house. I’m just not sure how she intends for it to happen, I go to Loire early, work and have other people in there, then what, she wants to come back and they have to move out? Or will she return and get her own smaller place like she wanted, because going to Loire, struggling to pay it off AND live with people may be more trouble then its worth. I can just as easily pay off Loire from here while renting it out and sending whatever extra money is needed to meet the monthly payments. Of course, this is all depending on if I can get a blasted job in this country.
Mum spent hours today telling me all about how she hopes on getting at least 6 apartments, before it was four, so she’s raised her hopes even though we haven’t seemed to get any additional information to cause a logical rise of hope other then just a wishful one. If she gets six she wants to leave two for each of us, put them on our name but keep all the income arriving from them. In addition to that there’s the Athens home, which she’ll leave to me, so regardless of the apartments, I’ll definitely have at least one source of monthly income arriving from that when I’m older. And with even just three apartments, that’s one for me, that’s two sources of income, and all without even working, whatever job I do work for it won’t be needed for anything other then those work benefits that paying jobs offer, my later life wouldn’t be devastated by stress on how to sustain myself. Which makes me feel safe, especially regarding supporting myself when and if I ever end up finding someone, I’d hate to rely on someone else if things ever got as bad as they have at the moment for me.
I’m little unhappy with the way mum is going on about how she’s keeping all the money coming in from the apartments, it’s not an offhand comment, it’s like a statement, even though she isn’t really stressing it. I figured she’ll keep the money, but she mentioned it a few times in just a couple of minutes… I know personally that she’s going to still spend money on us, she’s going to take us places she’s going to do things with us, hell, mum is the kind of person to get a plane ticket for someone if it was important, she did it for Katerina, Lefterry, Anna… I have no concerns that I’ll be in a cardboard box labouring away at jobs while mum’s sitting back getting $2000 a month. It just bugged me to have her repeat it, as if she might think I’d expect a share of money just because I came here with her. I think she thinks Chris and John would want to receive the income, that’s the feel I got while talking, they ask her for money all the time, and when thy’ve asked up until now mum has basically always given it to them, she paid John 3000 just to move back home! Well he wanted to move out the city he was in *wrinkles nose at Sydney* and it was sort of a bribe to convince him to move back home. I’d be astounded if they demanded money off her apartments. They only reason she’s putting them into our names right away is so when she dies we don’t have legal costs or taxes to deal with, she really thinks ahead doesn’t she! O.o
I feel really bad though, it’s strange and I don’t really know why, but I think of people like Matt and Eric and that, two totally different people, Matt who works soooo hard to get somewhere, Eric who struggles to get anywhere, and all I do is tough it out for two/three years and then we have apartments and bang, we’re basically rich. Mum wants to travel a lot with me she says, she wants me to see other parts of the world, and she thinks it will also help with my writing. Looking at where we are now and listening to what she wants in our futures it’s so hard to believe it’s going to happen, and I still have my doubts, it all depends on those apartments, what if we can’t build them for some reason? What if it all falls apart before it can even start? I’d hate to watch all of mum’s hopes and dreams fade so quickly. She’ll sell one apartment, which will mean by the time we sell it most if not all our debts will be cleared with a chance of decent leftovers to spend. Some will go into Loire and going by current plans it’ll be paid off in 10/15 years.
I’m going to repay eeeeeeveryone who was ever kind to me, I’m going to! I don’t care if I have to save up and bring them down to Aussie to do it, I will repay everyone and it will be the best thing I could ever do! I may not have had the support of a family in Greece, but I had support of family world wide, and I’m going to make sure each and everyone knows how much it means to me. It may take years, but I’ll not rest until it’s done, I’ll live a life, and I’m sure it’ll be a fantastic one, and I’ll rather share it with my friends then live it alone, otherwise what’s the point of finally having so much? My financial future has been secured, to what degree is still unknown, maybe I will live my dream, maybe I’ll become a full time writer with a side job for extra pocket cash.
*Sheepish look* I used to want to own a house when I was young and have my friends there and every day we write and work and play and we’d never worry about money because at the time I knew my father would always help me if we ever got into problems. Then he got sick and that security was lost, now it’s back! Though, I’ll be alone in my writings, since unless I drag Matt, Natty and Loza, or Jenn and Will and dan and all that down to Aussie there’s no one else I know who writes as obsessively as us. …*Pictures Matt and Nat and Loza all living in the same house with Angie* We’d deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeefinitely need many many internet connections and computers!! *Can see them all MSNing each other while in the same house, Angie nagging Nat to post, Nat plotting things with Loza and Angie, Matt nagging Loza, and Loza ranting about footy to Angie, Chelsea and all others foolish enough not to have blocked her* We’d probably be the best lot of room mates… we’d never see each other unless we’re all offline for…eating or some other such unimportant things… *Can see none of them really doing anything other then posting/going out/lazing about and constantly forgetting about important things* Nat would have the best memory out of us, we could blame Loza for Nat not reminding us about something! *Looks dreamily* …*screams in agony* Loza would try and turn us all into Geelong supporters, and they’re all so spunky we’d probably look forward to going to footy games! …*Hates sports, but… likes spunkiness*…
17/11/04
Couldn’t sleep last night, tried to get to bed at 1:30 instead of staying up all night writing again, only I kept having all sorts of odd nightmares o.O
One of which involved all of us living in a house together! *Remembers tucking Natty in and having her sulk she wanted to go out hunting*
Mum says Matt and I should organise to meet up in Germany one of the times he’s back there, I don’t see how we can really afford it since she made it sound as if she was suggesting to have it in the coming year sometime. I did ask how we’d afford any trips anywhere and she said the other option was to lure him back here…*Doesn’t think there’s enough bribery world wide to lure him back to this place* Fine he’ll have a place to stay and food and the usual sorts of accommodation, but it isn’t like they actually seemed to overly enjoy themselves here… I mentioned that to and mum said we’d be able to show him a fantastic time…*Asked if we were going to drug him and toss him into a stripper bar* I’ve been here for a year almost and I haven’t had a fantastic time anywhere we’ve gone, mum didn’t seem overly pleased with my attitude, I think in the end she was more demanding me to drag poor Matt back to the torment of Greece so she could prove to the both of us it can be a fun place.
*Muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuch later at 3:30am* I finished Max getting bashed up by daddy dearest, probably edit it later, I’ve never been good with hateful words so I don’t really say much though hint to things being said…hmm…well I guess that’s good enough *shrugs* So my Max post getting brutally bashed all because of Matt and Garnet is now complete! …*Passes out feeling as if she’s accomplished something veeery important that needed to be done*
18/11/04
*Groans* Mum spent the past two hours going on about Matt just now, what does she want me to do? Go up there and chain him to his bed? …*Re-reads that* That sounded kinky… toooooo kinky… I mean she was on about ME making sure he doesn’t go around being all Maxish and how he ought to be careful and how she doesn’t want to see him get hurt/sick from being overly Maxish now that he’s freeeeeeeeeee! *Pats Matt* You officially have an unofficial mother in Law XD …*Wonders if it’s possible to ship mum over to Matt’s hall without a return address*
I don’t even get how the topic switched to that, I was showing her photo’s from when Matt came down and I only managed to show her one before she started up and that was with Anja and I. I mentioned Matt was going to meet Jenn and others and then she went off, as if I said he was going to go sleep with Jenn/Dan/Will/Ann…-_-
And then she brought up a comment I made earlier about moving to England, and twisted it into some sorta of plot of Matt’s involving getting me up there so he can have a girl to play with. I mean, honestly!!! I told Mum out of all the people I know the only one to ever say anything flirty with me is Nat And not just once or twice might I add
I dunno what she meant exactly when she said ‘to play with’, but uh… I’m hoping it wasn’t the obvious term people like us might assume! I mean, Loza and I played with Spike and Angelus… *Pats poor tortured creatures, one of whom is lost after wondering of after Loza’s long period of neglect* Poor Angelus, probably out still looking for Snookums…*Glances at Spike who looks dreamily while remembering the BBQ Rat Dog he feasted on just to torment Angelus more* I think she’s really gotten it into her head that all sorts o’straaaaaaange things happened at his hotel room, can’t see why she’d think that…*Flicks over the countless shirtless kinky poses Matt is doing and the one which looks as if he’s completely naked save for a towel which perfectly hides his shorts* My camera broke, that’s why there’s so many of him, all mine photo’s where on my camera basically save for the last film of mine we put in his camera. *Folds arms* It’s not like I sat there taking porno shots of the dude, it was Anja mostly, I just watched all the shirtlessness at a safe distance! …*Whilst giving occasional opinions*
‘Sides, Nat was giving me kinky shots long before Matt *Flicks hair*… saying that to mum probably didn’t have the effect I was looking for though XD
See, this is why Katerina must have thought Nat and I planned on meeting up and having romantic intercourse then decide to Marry or not and elope to Aussie! *Pictures both of them spending the wedding night at the computer posting as Arlen and Arisa*
Besides, it’s not really her choice what I do with my friends, I think I ought to be allowed to chose my own actions and suffer their rewards or consequences that result if and when they occur as they occur. Nat may seduce me with her offers of eternal postings and those moonlight frolics across rooftops howling at the moon…Matt being male would merely need to walk around shirtless and wearing glasses! *Nods nods…dreamily sighs as she pictures Max nakie with sexy glasses that suit him oh so well*…*Now can see Matt carefully writing down what not to do in Angie’s presence* XD…>>…*Can see Judo taking hurried scribbly notes on what to do*
Granted *swings off previous topic and onto glasses without a second thought* that some glasses just don’t suit people, but when the glasses suit someone then it’s really eye catching! Like Anna for example, with her glasses on she looks muuuuuuuuuuuuuuch better then without any glasses…not that I find her eye catching, she’s just currently the only one I know who wears glasse-*remembers Matt and Will wearing their glasses…sighs dreamily* When I had that comment about how I like guys with glasses in my MSN title, some people showed me photos of them with glasses…wonder if those guys will send more photos if I mentioned shirtless guys with glasses…
I got a photo of Matt with glasses, if I ever get bored I can always adobe-ize his shirtless photos and add sexy glasses to them (6) *cackles evilly knowing Matt’s hate for wearing glasses* …*Gets random thought on what Nat looks like in Glasses* XD Ooooo… and Leann wears reading glasses sometimes, she doesn’t always use them, I think she often wears contacts…*wonders if its wise to mention Angie’s fondness for glasses* Mum wanted me to stop spending time with Leann, and I said I’d rather keep seeing her and mum asked me to at least promise I wouldn’t do any funny business with her…*Just said what’s the point of having a friend with there wasn’t any fun involved and stormed off pretending she didn’t get what her mother really meant* I think mum’s starting to get worried, probably why she’s trying to keep bringing up Matt, the only other guy I know is Eric and she doesn’t feel comfortable with me being around him. I wonder how I break it to mum that Matt’s more keen on guys at the moment, and unless she has money to spare to drug me and give me a sex change, aint no way she’s going to get rid of me on his doorstep! *Ponders* Maybe on Nat’s doorstep though…
Though at Least she’s focusing on Matt at the moment instead of Aliki’s 30-35 year old son! *nods enthusiastically* I wonder what it would have been like if I still had all my male friends… would mum be going over their names on a list seeing which one she liked best and crossing them off until there’s one left in which she’ll attempt to marry me off to?
Meh… gotta get ready for school, I just wish mum wouldn’t put so much stress onto things, I’ll rather spend time with a friend for a while and develop a relationship off that friendship, why does she have to make it sound as if I have no interest in guys? The ones I’ve known haven’t exactly been worth remembering, though more then one of the guys I know have been jealous of Matt. Not that I blame them, Matt’s been a better friend then all of them put together, and as I told Nikos, he has every right to be jealous of Matt Though at first I think it was because Matt looked better then Nikos and I actually talked with Matt, and… well there was that whole I wouldn’t go to Nikos place for a night but I went to Matt’s for a week …*Is starting to see why people think so much kinky business went on* XD
*Walks in the house five hours later, stares at mum talking with Aliki and Dimitra about Matt* I think I know why they’re so keen on getting Matt down here again, it’s not just to show him the better parts of Greece, Aliki was saying she’d take us to the different ancient ruins and temples and such, but I think there’s more to it! *Can see Matt merrily strolling out of the airport and then getting scooped up in a net and whisked away to a church* I’d probably be bound to a pole at the chapel thingy…
Angie: Ruuuuuuuuuuuun Matt… RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN!! Save yourself!
Meanwhile Nat will be outside trying to bang down the door XD
Nat: Lemme in! Her lap is MINE! MIIIIIIIIIINE! *snarls*
They all want to see me married, it’s scary…
Dimitra was like; ‘Matt very nice boy’ then played with her short hair and said ‘beautiful hair’ in Greek XD
But I don’t want to get married yet, especially in Greece, they demand you name the first child after the father/mother of the husband and then the next one is named similarly by the dad and then so is the third I think, after that there’s a chance for some woman to choose a different name for the kid. I don’t want so many… right now I’d only even want one and that’s if I’m really fond of the dude and the dude would want a family. And I ain’t going to start any families at thirty, sheesh, I’m too lazy to look after myself at the moment and they want me to take care of needy others when I’m all old and getting wrinkly!? (6)
I guess I never really thought of marriage… hmmm… I think I’d rather know someone for a while and live with them for a nice few years before taking THAT step. And even then I don’t think I’d like to have any sort of joint accounts where we put all our money and either can take from it. Mum would put all her savings in her joint accounts and Tom would spend all of it. I mean there’s sharing your life with someone and having someone life off you without putting anything back. Don’t misunderstand that though, I’d buy Matt a plane ticket down to Aussie if I had the money to do it and take him out since he had been so great with me and my financial inabilities to…pay for some things… It’s not equal in price or anything, but for me that was still putting something into the friendship we have. Tom was never even around, and when he was he’d be in the garage doing god knows what for hours and hours… so he didn’t contribute as a support financially or a support emotionally. I’d like more control over what’s mine to give and what’s mine to take, if they ask for money then I’d of course try to help, but I’m sure no one enjoys seeing large amounts of cash suddenly disappearing from their savings… or am I just being paranoid? It’s not like I think everyone will spend as much as they want since it’s there and they have access to it, but I’d like to know they aren’t constantly over taking, so I think I’ll always keep a separate account. Sure I wouldn’t mind having a joint one, for things like videos or holidays, bills, joint activities and such. But I’d always like to know there’s more money aside so that if any troubles ever arise, or if I ever want to do something or invite someone over, then I can and I’ll not have to worry about someone complaining of me spending their money.
In truth I think Matt and I were right when we made a comment a while ago, neither of us is really ready to just sit down and stay with one person if we had the chance to explore different options. Not that I’m in a country where that’s exactly an option for me, the guys have little care for the woman they sleep with and so many girls here are getting pregnant and having abortions, they act as if everything is entirely safe because ‘they are experienced’. *Remembers Matt saying they’d end up having affairs on each other*…*narrows eyes and slaps him* And then I said it would probably be the same spunk and you agreed, keep ya hands off my imaginary spunk! (6)
mum wasn’t too impressed with my comment before I walked off…
Angie: Alright, but every weekend we want the house to ourselves, because that will be our official male stripper/hooker nights, surely they have home delivered spunks…*Taps chin thoughtfully* logically we can check on the internet for numbers and pictures …
Mum:…*Is trying to asses if that’s humour or she’s being serious*…
I’m sure it would be difficult to live with Matt anyway, do you have ANY idea how long that dude is in the shower playing with his hair? (6)
Though it would make for interesting dates no? *Pictures both of them sitting at tables or in nightclubs staring at all the passing spunks and plotting numerous kidnappings and druggings*
And he has a habit of walking ten miles ahead of us…*Anja and her would be watching Matt walking ahead on the horizon most of the time*…*Puts hands on hips* And! And! He grumbles a lot when he’s drunk! *Pats Matt, has no idea what she’d be like drunk and is so no one is willing to ever risk finding out* Poor angry word slurring in need of males to abuse and use lil’Matty, Greece didn’t treat him well.
*Wonders what else there was to complain about*……*Remembers when Matt attempted the sacred dance of the Drunken Tree*…(6)…I won’t go there *Pats him again* It’s aaaaaaaaaaaalright…we won’t mention aaaaaaaaaaaanything about that… XD That reminds me…Anja was a very good drunken tree!! We had two guys who had girlfriends watching them at their table continuously watching us and even commenting with a really flirty attitude! I think Anja regretted not pouncing on one of them, since it was the closes to getting hooked up with someone she got… save for George XD
Geeeeeeeeeeeeeeeorge … a shorter then me dude that’s a little over weight and has a tiny head, he was obsessed with Anja, and in his late forties definitely. Ugly little rat man… wouldn’t leave her alone, wanted to marry her and all, yeah, he ASKED one of the other guys if she’d think of marrying them, another guy came – it seems the common pick up lines are: You have beautiful eyes. *Matt and Angie joined in with admiring Anja’s oh so pretty eyes*
I remember another down point of Matt!! *Jumps up and down as if this is a special event even though it isn’t really a down point of any kind in the true sense of it* He-*forgets*…I was just thinking o-*remembers*-He doesn’t always mention when something bothers him and will just keep it to himself and worry over it! *Shakes head* Like when he was waddling through the sand and he has this manly waddle, not that Anja and I were staring and commenting on his waddle or anything while being consumed by green thingies in the sea… It’s the normal sway of shoulders right, like half the rest of the population, even me at times, nothing abnormal save for the way he was sinking into the sand while walking and gaining this odd limping waddle with a dazed expression – probably had an overload of over weight Greeks that fried his emotional responses… And I commented on it and Anja laughed and we had been walking out of the water so we met up with Matt at the same time roughly and with it still has the topic of conversation, we were sitting really close to the water, but he misunderstood the comment and took it as one of those cliché gay walks…*gets dazed expression herself as she remembers sitting on the bus as a horde of gay men walked by* they were all holding hands and being very close, five of them so it was obvious they were gay, but they were reeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeally the cliché type, and the sixth called out for them to wait up for him and he run after them, arms poised and moving as if he was trying to dry wet nail polish on his nails and running like in the olden movies at the ending where suddenly they’d be those fields with people running towards each other all dramatically…
But he didn’t show any sort of confusion or annoyance or hurt or insecurity at the comment…though come to think of it I think he went a lil’silent for a moment >>, it wasn’t until I comment on another dude who had a similar walk with Matt only with slightly more of a wiggling butt… in those tight jeans…*Smiles*…Not that I remember what the short brown haired dude was wearing or anything! *Nods while shiftily glancing around* Then again I guess everyone has that problem, Anja got unhappy at one point and instead of commenting on what bothered her she kept quiet instead of talking. I remember I got sick at one point so didn’t go out with them when they went swimming or to eat or something…*can’t really remember much of that day* I remember I passed out and woke up to Matt taking photo’s of me (6) At one point Matt was doing the last Aran post I think it was… I remember I passed out and woke up hoooooours later to him still doing his posts. Wait, what am I on about again? XD *scrolls up* Meh…that’s right, mum wanted me to make sure Matt behaved himself…*laughs hysterically while going off to write in her book*
*runs back* You’re perfectly fine Matt, don’t be paranoid *Brandishes finger* No talking back to me young man! *Points to one of the Angie Laws declaring the disallowance of stating anything otherwise to what Angie says* Humph! *struts back to her book*
*Does a sentence and gets in the mood for something chocolaty, wanders off to scour for nibbles*
I made a Greek style chocolate moose! *Looks proud* I cooked aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaall by myself and followed the instructions step by step! *Could only understand the basic pictures and amount of ingredients needed* They say to use the milk that’s in a can, but they don’t mention how much water you’re meant to put in it or that you’re putting any water at all, but last time mum made it a month ago she added water, and the woman downstairs had mentioned it needed water added to it as well. *Just shiftily poured random amounts* Good thing mum wasn’t home, I accidentally got distracted while the moose thingy was cooking and you’re meant to constantly stir it…*burned a layer to the bottom of the pot* But it’s all good, I panickly scrubbed it all off and was done cleaning it nicely JUST as mum walked in!
And they turned out amazingly well all things aside, better then the ones mum made, she even admitted it herself! She’s reeeeeeeeally proud of me; let’s just not mention the state of her pot before I finally got it all cleeeeeeaned…>>…
…*Gets distracted with starting up a post on Max in the medical bay before passing out*
19/11/04
I don’t believe this, mum spent the day talking about me and finding someone nice, I’m in GREECE… nice is like…non-existent from what I can tell. Why is she getting so caught up in this, we can’t afford to eat and she wants me to be dating. I wouldn’t be able to afford to do anything and the guys are usually meant to pay but they don’t always pay, and in Greece it’s common for the guy to pick up and drop off the girl, but I haven’t seen any of that, Nikos had me going all over the place to meet him, I even went up to the beach where he was working a good few times to see him, which is a few hours travel there, plus I needed accomidation and to buy food and such. He’d keep assuring that I could eat at his work for free, even said it when Matt and Anja was there, but everytime I ate there save for twice I had to pay for it. And it wasn’t a cheap place. Besides, I really am not interested at the moment to get a boyfriend… they’re so much hassle. *Shakes head disapprovingly*
Ooooo… and I explained to mum what it would be like to date Matt and I think she’s swayed off the topic now! *Looks proud*
Though honestly… what’s wrong with both of us having an additional boyfriend we’d most likely end up sharing *shrugs shoulders* Mum is so weird sometimes! I thought it actually sounded quite appealing when I put it that way
Mum: … …*Is all pale and disorientated and confused and.. and… …*
Poor mummy. *Pats her*…I told her not to worry; there’s always Nat as well!
*Had mum mention how my relationship with Ezaboy/Eric was going*
She reeeeeeeeeally wants to get me hooked up, I think it’s coz she knows after 25 I don’t really plan on having kids, and she really, really, really wants grand kids, she also knows I prefer to know a male friend and THEN start dating him instead of meeting and hooking up without forming any sort of friendship… I mean… that’s just a given for most >>……But most guys don’t want kids until after their thirty, for guys it seems the older the better, but woman mostly prefer them younger apparently, doubt it’s for the same reasons as me though..*Glances around lazily* It’s a lot of work to have a kid, and there’s no way in hell I’m having one here! So if it takes five years to get us back to Aussie, then mum’s gotta deal with it, that or I snag Matt down from England right away and we go out hunting for someone spunky enough to help breed the next generation of posters
*Makes it out as if Matt has no choice but to be ready to go down to Aussie when Angie orders him to*
Oooo! And that reminds me! *Tosses topic of hellspawn aside* If aaaaaaaany of you guys/gals/…thingies want to come down to Aussie (Be warned, Loza lives there too!) then don’t forget to talk with me, no matter what, we’ll find a place for you I’m sure! If we still have Loire they’d be an additional two rooms, one would probably be turned into the study though…*Looks relived* No more winters sitting in the garage posting! By then, hopefully Lady would have posted and we’d be done with the Galdor threads … …Wait wait, there’s three rooms, since the front room was used as a guest room, and then the two spare bedrooms, one probably a study of some sort, but we can turn it into a room, with the computer there I’m sure there’ll be no complaints And then there’s the main room, which can easily have a group of people camp there if they wanted to XD *Pictures Angie’s home as a little hotel for travelling posters*
But be warned, if mum isn’t around to cook, we’re ordering in! *Points up to her attempt of cooking milk, sugar, water and coco* I don’t want others to see my fantastic burning skills! It’s a secret, can’t let others discover how to do it as well as I! *Flicks hair*
*Realizes no one but something as obsessive as Matt would probably read THIS far*……Well, no one can say I didn’t offer!
Sheesh Matt, honestly, look at all the trouble you’ve brought me, honestly-honestly, sheesh!! (6)
*Folds arms and waddles off to her book* All these rumours of kinkiness…*Looks around jealously* didn’t even get a to kidnap anyone…stupid overweight inhospitable country *cries*…*remembers spunky man at the beach Matt and her took photos of*…*smiles dreamily*
20/11/04
Spent all night catching up with my posts, I really missed doing posts… I’m going to do some more now, but it’s six, so I probably won’t do too much, I wanted to do some more on my book, I’ve only been doing a paragraph a day this week, I got really drained out and I’m not used to sticking with one character/theme for so long, and even though I’m enjoying it and I know what I want to write down, it just doesn’t seem to come out.
Wow… such a tiiiiiiiiiiny little entry! But I’ve gotten up to date with most of the posts! Well… I’ve finished seven, and I’ve got some extras…*shifty look at her two Max’s, three Riley’s and Torrel’s two posts* I’ve started and almost finished both my Blue Strike Force reply and Max in Exiles, just needed do up the endings after I go online and see if anyone else has replied or something…>>…
So all I have to do after them iiiiiiiiiiiiiiisssss…Arisa’s post! *Looks around lazily* But I have time, since even if I post it now or in ten years, it would still be a century before she replies to it anyway
…*Glances at the clock* 4am…I feel like doing a Jean post… gawd she is so annoying, deleting on me repeatedly and now making me stay up longer to write with her, hones-sheesh-ly!
*Hour and a half later is finished with little post and collapses from fatigue*
21/11/04
Heeeeeeeeeeey! *Waves frantically and then dives off to see if there’s anything more she can post* Must… post…
*Makes two siggies*…*sniffles* I made a whole lot of siggies but the only new pics I could get were of myself… needless to say I got pretty sick of siggy making for a while! But I felt like doing a new Wolvie one… and a Connor, Heath and Arlen one, I didn’t like the old one I did for them at aaaaaaaaaaaall…
But now I’m up to date with all my posts, probably have to alter them once I get online and catch up with other posts that have been done since I was last on. Then again, some people have been awfully slow…*Glances around suspiciously* You have joined other RPG’s, haven’t you! HAVEN’T YOU!!
Don’t give me this real life ordeals mumbo jumbo! I ain’t falling for that! No one has a real life, and even if they did a partially real one, like you’d want to do that and neglect your postings …I know aaaaaaaaaaaaaall!! *Looks at Matt* And don’t attempt to look innocent, I know YOU joined another RPG, I have my contacts! *Ignores fact it was Matt that told her he joined another place*
*Waddles off to open a can of honey and have something to eat* Nothing like opening a fresh crisp can of honey XD *And here she thought pop tops where entertaining*
I seeee your truuuuuuuuuuuuuue coooooooooolours, and that’s why I loooove yoooooou! *Sings at top of her voice despite woman’s voice being rather irritable in the song* I LOVE YOU! *Clings to Loza* …*Spots Matt wandering around with Glasses on, runs off and attaches herself to his legs*…*eyes nakie Max wandering around, knocks Matt out and slithers off to her new found prey*…*Is distracted with Nat holding an Arisa post* O_O……myyyyyyy loooooooooooove! *Crawls hypnotically after her*…my preeeeeeecious… *latches onto posts*
Max: …*Glances at unconscious Matt, looks at detachable Angie, watches Loza running off to find something to kill Angie with, hangs head and sniffles* Oh well… no one is interested in having fun…*drags himself off to party with other non-unconscious people while mumbling grumbles*
Ooooo… that - for some reason - makes me want to read some Lexes posts…damnit Matt, hurry up and post randomly with Lexes so I can read some! *Tries to log onto the internet by clicking onto her dialup icon* What do you mean no connection found, LOG ON I SAY! LOG OOOOOOOON! *Rocks back and forth slightly twitching*
Wait! I know! *Runs off to do more of her Torrel coming across Lexes* And then once I’m done with that, I’ll send it to Matt, and he’ll fix it up properly, and then I’ll get to read a Lexes post!! YAY! YAAAAAAY! *Ignores fact she’s basically writing up the skeletal part of the post*… It doesn’t matter… he’ll add things… he will… he must! *Narrows eyes and strokes bladed weapons*
*Returns and slumps down* I remember why I started slowing down in writing, coz I wasn’t sure how to introduce Lexes properly and wanted Matt’s opinions and input and demands and such…I can’t even SMS him… no talking, no posting… nooooo nooooooooooothing!! *Wails in agony and falls back, squirms around on the ground still wailing*
*Writes in a few more sentences before getting the urge to create her new elvish races list* I know I don’t some from other places, and I wasn’t sure if they were made up or not, but I think I’ll make up my own, keeping with the basics of course, I guess it’s up to people at MG to decide if they want to alter the actual races to match with the book or if they want to keep what’s there. I doubt there would be any problem regarding people being forced to change their character’s abilities and such, I’ll be careful to include everything, for each species with additions or limitations or whatever that may needed to be added or mentioned. So probably a player will just have to alter the name, and even then we can, for simplicity sake, pretend the old names are some form of ancient word used to describe the subspecies, otherwise it gets complicated when people back read posts…>> again, all up to the players votes, we won’t have some people do it and some not, so if we do, everyone will have to alter their race in their bio if they are elf or half elf!
*Runs off to get something to eat, runs back to do a post with Spike as if that’s eeeeeeeeeeeeexactly what she was doing before she left*
Heeeeeeeeeey…*Is planning a post where Spike gets really hurt and realizes something* Why is Matt always the woman in our relationshi-*thinks of Matt as himself with Max* Oh, well that’s alright then, sheesh, was gonna say! Stop bein’ so girly! *Flicks hair and struts off with her spunks*…*Now wants to do a post with Max throwing Matt about the room during one of their random…>>…<<…tutoring classes*…
…………*Randomly gets distracted four paragraphs later with doing a Draven siggy and from there feels like doing a Draven post for MG* …*Readies to type down a word… glances distractedly at the phone and then around the room*…IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII’m booooooooooooored!!!!!!! Now I don’t feel like doing a draven post…*Waddles off to do a Maxy post* Let’s throw poor clueless Matt-akins around the hall! Oooo! *Gets an idea on what Max’s daddy can do in addition to breaking poor Maxie’s arm!
Max: …*Tilts head*…How does talking about throwing him around kinkily give yo-O_O…*crosses his arms low over his front and steps faaaaaaar away from Angie*
mwuhahaha!
Gee…*Feels odd over all Anna and now even Mum’s comments on kinky business going on between Matt and Angie while he was in Greece* I lied! I said we didn’t even do anything of that sort together with each other or others at the time…*Eyes hordes of characters dating his characters and even his own character* O_O… And I have ones with crashes on Loza and Nat’s characters! *Panics* She’ll never know! *turns the computer screen away from facing the doorway entrance a little* There! *Continues on cheerfully with her numerous affairs*
Matt said he had no idea I would be anything like Max… Granted Max is waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay lil’bit more experienced…*coughs slightly*… but sheesh! Look at all the multiple characters that are dating/trying to get someone’s attention that I have! You gotta be pretty Aussie not to see something THAT obvious, I mean even I…wait no just realized it then, but I’m sure someone else unAussie and possibly even Aussie might have noticed my obsessive compulsive need to get my characters hooked up! Then again…Loza is probably at her 100th husband now… so maybe it’s a compulsive Aussie thing…*has the feeling she was doing something*……Ah! About to toss Matt’s lil’pale body about the hall! Weeeeeeeeeee!! *Hops off*
…*Feels like being nice to Matt* First I think I’ll have Max thrash someone else, that way Matt can willingly enter the scene for Max to try and pummel.
Max: *Gets dreamy look while thinking of how he can thrash Matt*
…*Runs off right away to get the remainders of the honey sandwitch she couldn’t finish* which is kinda sad coz it’s was half a roll of cheese and ham and I ate half of that and then the cheese and ham didn’t fill the entire bread so I made the other half with honey and it still looks like half a bun left… I’ve been eating it aaaaaaall day! XD
*Listens to kitty roar in the ally’s below*…*sniffles as she chews* I remember my little hellcat…demonic little minion of Satan, I loved him so much *bursts into tears* And he used to write messages to Loza! *Remembers when he’d get hungry and leap up onto the keyboard demanding attention, stepping over the keys until Angie flung him off*…Heeeey… that reminds me of how Twaa used to sleep on a pillow next to the keyboard on the desk with me… so I could post and pat him at the same time…*tears swell in eyes* He was such a good doggy… always sitting there posting with me!
*Narrows eyes and slaps Matt*…*blinks* I was meant to slap Loza..*Stares at her hand* It has a will of its own! Damn you Loza, for both making me leave Aussie so you could take control and for making Matt suffer under my hand’s cruelty!
For no particular reason – as usual… - I just remembered! Anna (my teacher) was telling us something a while ago, honestly, the Greek’s sense of time is more fragmented and slack then a slacking Aussies!! Their mornings are between 9 and 2, their shops close at 1 and open again at 5 unless it’s Monday and I think it was Wednesday then they remain shut. Everything is closed Sunday – and basically I mean EVERYTHING. Never leave Sunday shopping for a Sunday unless you want to save a lot of money and eat almost as well as me! It makes getting things done soooooooo hard…
*Glances over at her phone and then around her room*……hmmm… Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaatt… are you a multi-billionaire yet, hurry up already! (6)
*Looks impatiently at her clock* …what about now? *Gets distracted with a tapping on her ceiling* o.O *Wonders if Matt has read her mind and teleported here to naked spunky filled islands*…*grumbles as noise goes away* Coooome back! Cooooooooooooome back for meeeeeeeee!! *Wails* I wonna go see naked islanders with bounds of muscles and wonderfully golden tans and… and…*drifts off into daydreams* Yeah! Yeah! *Nods excitedly, realized people might think she’s still daydreaming and coughs slightly* I mean, ahem! I have an idea! We ought to all go to a spunky retreat, yeah…*nods dreamily* All go to … uh…*Glances at the kiddies as Loza and Nat mumble excitedly to each other* …play in the sand..>>…<<…yeah… that’s right! And swim! And we can leave the little ones with the babysitters *Looks away from Loza and Nat and eyes the old village community center full of toothless people that were rumoured to play the zombies in Resident Evil games and movies* ..heh…heh…heeeeeeeeh…
Mum wants to try and go to Egypt and Africa when she’s older, I’m curious to know what exactly is the big deal with those two places, everyone wants to go there, at least all the… *glances around nervously before mouthing ‘oldies’* Though … *Ponders things a little* Didn’t Ron from Harry potter go to Egypt, well that settles it, I am now looking forward to going!
I dunno though, I mean seriously mum is putting a lot of hope into these apartments, I’d hate to see things fall apart, I haven’t seen her so excited about her future before.
Good things always happen, but then something bad happens to level out the goodness…
I mean the amount of times we moved when I was little, I barely remember the outside of some of our houses!
Loire was meant to be different, it was meant to be forever…*Not even a year later they moved out* Actually Rosanna was meant to be forever, that lasted what, eight or nine-ish years… that was pretty good! Then there was the rented house, and theeeeeeeeeeeeen Loire! And then it was Katerina’s home, and now it’s here… and we’re waiting to move out again… I wonna stay put! *Panics* I mean in one place in Aussie! Not here, never HERE! (6)
The only reason I’d stay here was to be closer to Matt and maybe even have the chance to see Jenn and all that…*Nudges toe in the ground as she thinks* Nah, they aren’t that important, I wonna go home
…*blinks sleepily*…Must start Max’s violent aftermath post……Maaaaaaaaaaaaaatt! Wonna come down to Aussie and live there? Who needs some top office job! You can go to Aussie! Yeah! Go down there, go party, go have fun, go on! Yooooou know ya woooonnaaa! *Nudges him towards Aussie* Think of all the possibilities! *Glances around quickly* Like uh…>>… accommodation! Yeah! See! *Nudges spare room towards him* With photo’s of you and Max decorating it! Ha! Can anyone else top THAT offer!? (6) *Sees wave of nodding heads* … well… we could write books! We could travel the world now and then! We could… watch footy with Loza! *Realizes she’s trying to think of positive things to get him down here* My brother knows many bars! MANY! Guys are always dragging him into bars, most of the time I hear about him getting dragged into gay bars though… as if magically some how John would be transformed by entering through the doors…*Is just sad her brother doesn’t realize all the guys/girls who would undoubtedly be dancing erotically or flirting with each other* Either he really doesn’t pay attention to people around him… or he is veeeery used to such *ahem* friendly same sexed friends *Nods while completely getting right off topic* Oh yeah >>… SO… how about the weather in Melbourne eh? Yesh, tell me about it, all nice and splendidly sunny one moment and hail storms the next, it really gives you the chance to wear an assortment of clothes through out the day!
And we have busses, EASY to ride busses, clean, and nice and taxi’s! And… trains! We have trains! *Nods as of that is something very special* And we have Queensland! HA! We have the bay of golden flesh and slender / firm bodies, eat that Greek Beaches Oooo and we are clean, we are nice and smoke free cleanliness, with keep things clean law, we can call the police if we see people throw cigarette butts out the car window/on the ground, tell them the cars license plate and the person gets fined after a repeated offence
Did I mention we dress however we want? Yeah… yeah, we have punks and leather clad lads and lasses and… and… other people who dress in clothes! Aaaaaall sort of clothes, did I mention clubs? I’m sure there’s clubs… there’s gotta be clubs… yeah, there is! Probably those places I never went to that were really loud and full of colour or drunk people… no wait… aren’t they bars? o.O
*Remembers he already said he’d try to come down to visit her, runs off to buy tranquilliser gun and darts* …*Prepares cell with access to the internet for continuous postings* Eeeeeeexcellent! *Will have Natalie join him there later with a second connection and computer* My plans slowly flourish into reality! *Cackles at her future slaves*
*Gets onto a small post with Torrel before decided to get an early night* Hahahaha… I pitty the fool who bothers to read all this
I got some posts done last night! Yay me! *Looks around obsessively as she grasps onto her new posts* I talked with Matt as well! Granted it was via instant messaging in the account inboxes, but it was something!! *Rocks slowly* Got to say some things that I had wanted to ask, now I know how to go about things! *Shiftily glances around as she continues* And he offered to post the details for Lexes and Kairi, isn’t he sooo kind? *Acts as if she hadn’t already planned to force that chore onto him* So yeah, he will add things! Yay! All I have to do was what I planned on doing before, adding basic scenes and such and having Matt reply and react to it! *Looks dreamily* Juuust like posting…
And now … onto postiness! *Runs off frantically to type*
24/11/04
Did a loooooooooot of cleaning yesterday, which wasn’t fair since I had asked mum to help me with some school work I was given that Anna didn’t actually translate what we were supposed to do… so I wanted mum to go over it with me so I knew since I did what I could but some of it doesn’t even seem to have questions for me to answer, so…*stares blankly at masses of pages* And I have to send Matt a letter in Greek! Very pooooooor Greek, but still! *Floods his mail with her homework* Mwuhahaha… take that for not posting with Kairi in time for me to see and reply! *Has a long Torrel post in waiting for minor edits already, has already added Awendil’s post to it, now waits for Kairi’s demandingly*
*Returns from school at 10pm shivering from the cold* Evil weather, where’s Garnet when you REALLY actually need her?
Max: Yeah!? Never around when I could really use her! (6) *Hears Garnet somewhere in the distance and runs off as casually as possible*
Today felt soooooooooo long compared to the other boring classes… well sometimes it’s alright, but she went insane last week throwing pages upon pages of work for us to do without TRANSLATING what we are meant to do… and now I have another 16 pages of loose sheets and four chapters that I need to do… aaaaaaaall for tomorrow’s class!! A chapter is like…*glances around for the book, sees it a good three-ish meters away in the corner of her room on a stool* Meeeh…*guesses* I’d say 8 or ten pages at least maybe 15-ish or so it’s a thick book of A4 size…*gets dizzy from so many pages of scribbly nonsense*
And my warm long coat was drying outside so it was still all wet *Is curious how mum expects the wet clothes to dry in icy cold damp weather* so I had to wear my short purple leather coat, which is probably a size too big for me… but isn’t too obvious >>…but it wasn’t extremely warm, my torso was fine I guess, but my hands went icy cold since there was no decent pockets for them to snuggle into, that AND they had to hold the huge damn heavy book, I ought to sue! In Australia we were starting to get our books on disks to take home and work from them, since carrying books everywhere in bags or holding them damages the spine over the twelves years of doing that (including the fact many people don’t wear their backpacks properly which really ruin the spine) So I never had to take the thick heavy books home, I’d have all the pages on a disk and could sit at the computer to do pos-homework! (6)
*Sniffles proudly wondering how many other cities around the world could sue a school for destruction of the spine via homework carrying*
Oh oh oh, and today when I was In class, the leather of the jacket electrified my hair…*had it come alive and cling to her face or follow her hand while trying to write*
If that eeeever happens to you, never hit your hair while irritably blurting out ‘Honestly, quit touching me!’ and hitting your shoulder… *Got a few very concerned glances and silent stares by the people watching Angie talking to and hitting herself in the shoulder* And the German dude who looks like an awesome candidate for Max’s brother James, only lacking the hair style since he keeps it pretty short…but he has the same eyes, and the strong features, and the attractiveness…*drifts off into dreamland*…let’s not forget the nicely kept exterior! *Reaches the center of his chest* Almost to his shoulder…….aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalmost… *Is about two inches below it* XD
We were talking, and every one knows he has a girlfriend because when they took my book to study up the erotic language *glances around* don’t look at me like that, I had never seen it before!! *Shifty look* But the dude kept putting his hand on my thighs when he laughed, and he finds me highly amusing by the looks of it, which is unusual since I don’t often talk to him unless we’re next to each other, which hasn’t been often. I mean I’m wearing my jeans and all, but it’s not like he’s dropping his hand on my knee, he’s always putting it, uh >> …muuuch higher then the knee! And his hand basically engulfs my thigh XD *Feels so tiny* And when we were in the elevator, I was talking to Vikki and he started speaking in German and Vikki knows six languages including German so she started speaking to him as well and then they seemed to forget that I don’t know German coz they started asking me something…*Explained she doesn’t know more then how to introduce herself and a few words that she can’t even string into a sentence* And Tommy (cute German dude from the front cover of a future male modelling magazine XD) started laughing and patting my hair…WHY WAS HE PATTING ME!? *Just stared blankly ahead as he stroked his fingers from the tooooooop of her head aaaaaaall the way down to her mid back.
And it’s not like I’m actually doing anything in reply other then blankly staring every time he does those things, for all I know he just… you know… does them without meaning anything >>… But Magtha, a girl who talks to him constantly and seems nice, is starting to sorta glare at me or be impatient *Sniffles* I’m not dooooing anything, she can traumatize his poor girlfriend by trying to be all sleezy with him, I ain’t wanting nothin’ to do with that sort of thing! (6)
*Does a post with Draven, get’s distracted as she stares at the DVD she has to return* We hit civilization! We can’t afford videos, but we can’t afford the TV antenna more, so mum is getting herself some vids till a friend of ours comes and sets up our TV! I came home and changed, frozen Angi-cle, so when I remembered the video I changed back but reeeeeeeeally wasn’t in the mood to go out and walk around again…*looks around lazily* I’m not sure how long it is for though, the thingy closes at 1am which is just under an hour…damn silly Greekness, how can they expect me to understand it’s rental duration if they use Greek on the videos, another thing I ought to sue, them making me all confused and uncertain! *Realizes the all mighty computer can actually help her* I tried looking in the translation book, but for SOME reason explaining the return dates for video’s isn’t part of the travel book… pffft… what kind of holiday book doesn’t have entertainment sections for videos!? *is too lazy to log into the other account and just clicks around to find the Greek dictionary* Theeeeeere it is! *types out the word and clicks enter* oooOOoooo!! It’s a three-day! *Looks proud and strokes her computer affectionately* My precious… such a wonderful precious…why can’t I take my laptop to school, it would be so much easier *Would probably be killed and even worse have her laptop taken from her*
Which reminds me! Due to my iron deficiencies, mum is insisting I drink a lot more chocolate milk, in fact, she demands it!
Angie: *Stares, pretends to look sulkily* Choooocolate miiiilk? Buuut maaaa…
Mum: No buts, I’m getting you chocolate!
All she gets is coke and Lemonade… and the lemonade has a very strange taste, and sometimes the coke tastes repulsive for some reasons, and coz it’s not something that really quenches the thirst it tends to stay there for a week or two, and theeeeeeeen it’s all flat, and I stopped drinking it save for when we went out and everyone was drinking alcohol, it’s one of the few drinks that they always have since they use it in some of the cocktails. But here all the fruit drinks are very strong, more like nectar juice, that much thicker concoction they brew. And to water it down I’d need to buy water, since the water here from the tap can’t be drunk, so it’s all too much more expensive, even though in the long run it can sorta be more effective, we just don’t have the money at the start of the week to buy the six bottles of water (since around us they only back in six packs) plus the juice. And mum gets milk but no breakfast or chocolate powder or anything that I can drink the milk with and the milk tastes funny compared to what I’m used to and I’ve never really been a fan of plain milk…*looks around fussily*
*Hears mum call her* O.O… but she’s at work…*is hearing thi-hears her mum call again* …*waddles over to the window and pulls them open, shudders at the cold gust of wind*
What is she doing calling me from down there!? She didn’t even look as if she wanted me for anything, just said ‘Ah, there you are’ , yep, at 12:33am, I’m up in my bedroom…who woulda thought! THEN she made me open the door *narrows eyes* All this slave work! Humph!
Oooooooooo! Aliki got me a jacket! Nice and warm, especially since the only jacket I have is my jean jacket and it’s not very warm…*Turns head to stare at her phone that’s now ringing*…It’s a private number… Sophia has a private number, but she wouldn’t call me after midnight…*narrows eyes more* Damn that Bus dude! Get a life, go stalk someone who hasn’t had the pleasure of that experience yet! (6)
Anyway! Uh…*reads what she wrote* Yeah! Aliki got me a jacket… unfortunately it’s a almost pinky mauve….almost but not, still it’s warm, and I can wear it when running down to the video shop, or when I want to terrorize Matt! *Pictures tricking him into coming back down here and locking him into the pink wall tiled bathroom* meh-heheheeeeh… *jumps as her phone starts ringing again*…*pants*…Ha, it only rang five times instead of ringing out! Ha! That’s right, feel the burning sensation of being ignored by the almighty Angie! (6) *Has gotten extremely experienced in this part of the dating/meeting people*
25/11/04
*cries* It’s five and I’m supposed to be going to school but I haven’t been able to translate much of what I’m meant to do and some of the translations make no sense, like Single Digit and Plural digit, but then they have letters with lines next to them… what am I single-ing and pluralizing!? I don’t even know the words they want me to work with…And mum said she’d help me yesterday but she didn’t because she wanted to read her book and then this morning she said if I get up at ten she’ll help me, and I don’t have a clock so I got up, brace yourself, at five past ten! Mum was undressed in a shower robe getting ready for work and left at 10:30, what the hell did she think was going to happen if I got up the extra ten minutes!? I have a thousand pages which I have to work on for my test and Anna knows mum speaks Greek, everyone basically has teachers or friends or relatives that can help them so she does work with us and then gives us homework without explaining what we’re meant to do. A few of the older woman who speak Greek well enough don’t always know what to do, but at least they can understand the gist of the work they needa do! To give an answer I needa bloody reasonably understandable question for god sakes (6)
And we have a test already on Monday… *is so going to fail* Everyone already knew how to introduce their family relations and matters regarding job finding from previous courses they took so Anna gave it to me as homework and moved the test forward so we get onto the next part. Eeeeeeeeeeeveryone has taken previous courses! So Anna’s going around the class making everyone introduce their family and she picked me first knowing I hadn’t studied family introductions at a previous Greek Class…unlike every other single person in the class who planned their trips to Greece…(6)…
But they are using words that I haven’t heard around the home, probably more formal and I’m hearing the slang version, but it’s making it hard to understand things, and she is really rushing, and there’s very little oral work, I don’t neeeeeed to know how to spell things, I want to learn to speak, like I care to learn another language to have typo’s in! (6) And I told her that, and now we’ve spent two weeks sitting there spelling useless things out since she acts as if everyone can magically remember the mass of poorly scribbled SHORT HAND writing she uses on the board, so half the time we’re guessing what the simple form of the letter she just wrote really is. Why can’t someone sit down with me and heeeeeeeeelp…even the lap top is more helpful in teaching me then those things, but it’s still not helping me form sentences, I’m just learning more now and then another word or so without being able to use it.
And mum’s getting stressed because I’m suddenly gathering a collection of sheets which are half done at best and instead of helping me she gives me timeframes to catch her or reasons as to why she’s unable to help… like wanting to do some reading, as if she doesn’t read every single night for hours and hours. And finding out that she arranged some time at 10 when she had work at 11, thus needing to leave no later then ten thirty, and on top of that started getting READY at ten, just really peeeeved me…
*grumpily goes off to school*
*Returns* Oooo! I sat next to one of the other cute students…who speaks German as well as English so I am going to hazard a guess he may be German, but with people knowing multiple languages it’s hard to tell…>>… But he said every time I talk with Anna or were questioned by the guys I tend to blush and he wanted to know why *stared blankly* I didn’t know I blushed! …And what is he doing watching me blush, honestly! Can’t a gir-thingy who doesn’t have contact with mortals get uncomfortable dealing with their unAussie attitudes!? (6)
Though the French girl from Paris who was dragged here by her new husband is juuuust as much against Greece as Matt and I! She doesn’t really talk English much and today was the most we spoke, about two sentences all up XD But we get on really well, despite most of our relationship being facial expressions from the other side of the room. This girl said I should motivate myself to learn greek by considering the fact I can get a boyfriend…sorta turned the conversation into poor victim-y Matt and evil doer Nikos It’s so sad… the dude I sat next to today took my phone and saw all the messages Matt sent me *Is too lazy to delete them all and keeps the better ones for her to look over if she’s extremely bored and has nothing to do while sitting around and wants to look busy* So now Adriana is convinced I dumped Nikos to be with Matt (well… technically I did…>>…) only then Vikki mentioned that Matt was the guy who I talk with from England, Tommy said who’s in England and Vikki said Angie’s friend, Tommy reply ‘Oh, yeah Matt.’ *Gave a nod and went on with his work* And Anna wanted to know what we were on about
Angie: *cleared her throat* When my friend Matt came down to visit, and then I spent time with him instead of the guy who was sorta my boyfriend,
Anna: *gets stunned look that Angie would do something like that*
Angie: Yeah, dreadful isn’t it? Going off and having fun with another man…*shook her head* Well there was Anja as well and she was pleasantly entertaining!
Anna: ……*Stared*
I never said I slept with anyone, honestly, people have such dirty minds, makes sense though, most are German or have been to Germany…*eyes Matt*… They’d fit very well down in Aussie!! *Flicks hair* But none could match a TRUE Aussie’s ability of Kinkiness! Though Matt comes close *Nods*
For someone who never talks in classes, everyone knows a whole lot about me, am I babbling without even realizing it now!? Or do they all sit down and go over the things they learned about me and pool together a mountain of resource XD
Saline, the French girl, and I have a lot in common, we both willing come to Greece for reasons we felt important and yet really didn’t want to come to Greece… and we could both tell that neither of us were enjoying ourselves, it’s why we probably kept glancing at each other since the first class when we’d make fun of something or someone. Good thing expressions are universal!
It’s weird… I didn’t blush when Matt was down here, and he’s a guy! …*Thinks* Or maybe he’s not! *Remembers the time he dressed up as a girl in a photo and she couldn’t tell the difference other then he was hugging a pillow instead of looking gloomy and dramatic* I knew it! There had to be a reason as to why I was so comfortable with hi-*remembers she feels nervous around Leann* …Alright, obviously it’s coz Matt’s a thingy then…*Narrows her eyes* Yeah… that’s why! Darn non-thingies trying to commune with me
*Is called off for food*
Now, at 11 at night, mum wants to do work with me and she’s annoyed because I am not keen on doing it. I’ve just come from school and eaten and all up I’ve done almost four hours of Greek tonight, I am all greeked out! I’m tiiiiiiiiiired… and now she’s annoyed and talking with her friend about how I’m not trying, grrr…I’m not going to stay up till two doing homework, I already told her I’m starting it tomorrow and wanted an early night tonight! If you can call 11:30-12 early night >>… She’s with her friend so I’ll have to wait till he leaves and then for mum to get organized, I’m sleepy so I’m not going to be working at my best and mum’s going to get irritated when I have trouble learning or remembering new words, I’ll never get to sleep if she gets me stressed this late at night! (6)….*Gets extremely sleepy now with all the talk of more work* okies, I’m off to bed! Nighty night!
Meeeeeeeeeeeh…can’t sleep, and it’s almost 4am, stupid insomnia! And it’s Friday, and mum was supposed to arrange the internet thingy on Tuesday and she keeps putting it off by ‘forgetting it’. I know she’s doing it on purpose, she gets other things she plans done and never has time for that. If she doesn’t want to get it this week, she just can say it, she doesn’t need to drag my hopes along… I think I’m going to go to the internet place again, I know it’s only been a few days, but I swear I’m going insane, the longer I’m unable to talk to you guys the more convinced I am about the rest of humanity being complete bores! It has to be me, it has to be the damn shyness, because there’s no way everyone can seem so utterly boring or dull. It’s annoying, even if I make friends it’s usually because they think I’m quiet like them but then they get to know me and I’m…*shifty look* Not very quiet once I get comfortable and relaxed with friends.
I actually have a very freakish personality… if someone tells me to calm down so they can talk seriously with me I can do that, and if I’m gloomy and they start mucking about I can generally switch into a similar attitude soon enough, despite how I was feeling before. It amazed my friends, and anyone who watched me turn from going on about spunks and other important things to serious debates on current political problems none of us agreed with. XD
Alright, at 5:25am, I have decided to do some posts, XD *Has been struggling with Greekiness and needs some postiness to balance out the painful horrors of reality* I’ll go online tomorrow… probably won’t have many replies, but if nothing, I can at least post these damn diaries! I’ll try saving them in different and separate documents, maybe there’s too much information or something… I’ll try and see how I go, I hope it works or I’ll throw a fit XD *readies her diskette*
YAY! I FINALLY posted all ths junk...*Points and laughs at everyone struggling to understand what she's on about*
Re: Angies Diaries!
just for the record: I read it aaaaall! *looks all tired* sooo much text!!
interesting nonetheless.. well.. not everything but bits and I'm glad nobody else will bother to read it all and I so was not drunk! I was just sleepy which I think is understandable after having been up for around 22 hours! sheesh, honestly!
and your babbling about Aussie and the house and such let me start considering moving to down under.. *looks panicked* someone make it stooooop!! *glares at Loza* don't you even dare getting started on the advantages of Aussie!
meh... no point in commenting on much more here... too much... gonna wait till you got more sensible net-time again... BUT how dare your subconscious letting you dream of me in a dress with makeup and all?! I mean, HONESTLY! the only time I've ever done that was halloween *folds arms* and why don't you wanna marry me? *pretends to be insulted* huuuuuuuh???
~ Matt
"Leave, remnant pictures, stay in the past where you belong! And if everything else in life is about repetition, not this, no, please not this…"
Re: Angies Diaries!
Ouch…*glares at the strange symbols all over the text she had to pick through* @_@ Well Matt told me something about some girl invading on my territory..meaning you lap and dreams..so I figured I'd sneak up here and check to see what this is all about!
“Matt didn’t have an accent, like Natalie does, and she SPEAKS ENGLISH!! You weird accented thingy! *Told Katerina and mum what a cool Pirate-ish accent Nat had and mum talked with Katerina and Katerina made a stunned look and asked if it was the girl I get all done up nice for* XD
*Had the urge to say ‘Oh yeah, that was Natty, my sexy Pirate girl’ XD”
*saw something about pirates while scrolling through the oh-so-hard to read text and stopped* xD Either your talking about me, (*grins mischievously at the sexy pirate comment*) or you met some other girl named Natalie and get done up for her…which would only prove that is what happens when I don’t get to talk to you for this long! (6) And I'm hoping like hell it's option number one...
Right..ok this is a lot of text…I’m never going to remember all the stuff I wanted to respond to at the end..I’ll quote you as I go…
“I told her about Natty though, Natty¡¯s the empress of my lap and rulers of our dreams in which Matt spies upon constantly!”
*nods proudly* Aaaw Angie, you remembered! <3 I think I had a dream with you in it lately, but I can't really remember...
“If I want to date a girl I WILL, if I want to date a black guy I WILL and if I want to date some wild animal from the Amazon I will and she has no right to get in my way and demand me to do otherwise. If I want to date a girl I WILL, if I want to date a black guy I WILL and if I want to date some wild animal from the Amazon I will and she has no right to get in my way and demand me to do otherwise.”
Oooh! OOohh! *waves arms around* Wild animal from the Amazon, pick me! xD Wait…wild animal AND girl, I get two! *Will make a big parade of sitting in your lap and other such when she visits just to piss off your mum*
”I told Leann I¡¯d have to talk with Nat, she pulled out her mobile wanted to call her¡¬*Didn¡¯t know Nat¡¯s number* XD”
… 1-602-423-1747! xD (Pssst! Got a cell phone! *dance*) …oh wait…no it’ll charge me to as it’s a cell phone…on second thought… 1-602-955-7823
“¡¬not Kinky with each other¡¬ *Narrows eyes at jealous Nat* Honestly!¡¬*really doubts Nat would actually read all this* XD”
*is indeed reading this* Hey! (6) quit making me out to be the jealous old bat or something!
…whoo…damn Angie you can talk…*stares at text* And yus I have been reading pieces of your other entries, just haven’t responded...xP And I don’t read the whole thing cause either my comp dies before then and I loose my spot or…well or I don’t know what your talking about xD *is kind of out of the social loop with some of this stuff* Like Matt mentioned earlier, as I haven’t really been introduced to stuff like the aunt whose running around in her panties and what not I get a bit confuzzled…@_@
Angie…xD I miss you. Buy a phone card and call me or something. Or give meh your new number n’ I’ll call you with my master phone plan! *points to the home phone that always dies* ..cause yeah, I miss ya’. And with Leann chick person there…well I have to make myself a bit more prominent! (6) Gimme your number damn it!
...hmm…not that you’d ever find the time, but I know Matt has an LJ and I’m not sure if you glance his ever, but if you like to do such things I’ll give you the link to mine. www.livejournal.com/~krystal_wolf Forgive the old layout and whatnot…it’s from forever ago…*wonders if her LJ is still friends only* O_o; don’t think so..
Crap, got to goo…mother is mad at me for slipping off in an attempt to learn how to drive a stick shi-never mind, different story…carry on with you life!
Oh wait, on one side note...tell Leann person thingy that I say thankyou for the pretty compliment...maybe she's not soooo bad after all...
Re: Angies Diaries!
Ok…no more carrying on with your life…*Read more of the diary higher up* xD Stop being interesting...STOP IT! *rubs tired eyes*
”Angie: Ruuuuuuuuuuuun Matt… RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN!! Save yourself!
Meanwhile Nat will be outside trying to bang down the door XD
Nat: Lemme in! Her lap is MINE! MIIIIIIIIIINE! *snarls*
They all want to see me married, it’s scary…”
xD What can I say to this…lol, what can I say…
” …*Gets random thought on what Nat looks like in Glasses* XD”
Uh…I look kinda like a teacher and or secretary…*was described once when bouncing around in a friends glasses as “One of the secretly seductive secretaries who makes out with people in movies."*
*Ponders* Maybe on Nat’s doorstep though…
Actually I was talking to mum the other day about how your life sucks and your aunt is a poo and all that fun stuff…and she said if any of my friends, including you, needed a place to stay our guest house was yours till you could get an apartment or something! …Not that you’d come all the way here just to live in my guest house…xD But hey, the offer stands! Or you could just marry me and-wait…are their gay marriages in Arizona? Well…there were in California last I checked, we can go there!
…and if Matt wants to be married to us too just like in your dream, then we could always just go to India…XD
‘Sides, Nat was giving me kinky shots long before Matt *Flicks hair*… saying that to mum probably didn’t have the effect I was looking for though XD
See, this is why Katerina must have thought Nat and I planned on meeting up and having romantic intercourse then decide to Marry or not and elope to Aussie! *Pictures both of them spending the wedding night at the computer posting as Arlen and Arisa*
…*can’t stop laughing at the thought of this* Damn right I was giving her kinky shots before Ma-…speaking of which I have more piccies for you! Some of which are on all fours…XD I can’t help it if Arisa is a feral and needs feral pics!
I mean, honestly!!! I told Mum out of all the people I know the only one to ever say anything flirty with me is Nat And not just once or twice might I add
….All I can do at these is sit and grin...^^;;
*Sheepish look* I used to want to own a house when I was young and have my friends there and every day we write and work and play and we’d never worry about money because at the time I knew my father would always help me if we ever got into problems. Then he got sick and that security was lost, now it’s back! Though, I’ll be alone in my writings, since unless I drag Matt, Natty and Loza, or Jenn and Will and dan and all that down to Aussie there’s no one else I know who writes as obsessively as us. …*Pictures Matt and Nat and Loza all living in the same house with Angie* We’d deeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeefinitely need many many internet connections and computers!! *Can see them all MSNing each other while in the same house, Angie nagging Nat to post, Nat plotting things with Loza and Angie, Matt nagging Loza, and Loza ranting about footy to Angie, Chelsea and all others foolish enough not to have blocked her* We’d probably be the best lot of room mates… we’d never see each other unless we’re all offline for…eating or some other such unimportant things… *Can see none of them really doing anything other then posting/going out/lazing about and constantly forgetting about important things* Nat would have the best memory out of us, we could blame Loza for Nat not reminding us about something! *Looks dreamily* …*screams in agony* Loza would try and turn us all into Geelong supporters, and they’re all so spunky we’d probably look forward to going to footy games! …*Hates sports, but… likes spunkiness*…
Sounds like my old dream..I used to want all my online friends to live in the same neighborhood as me, and we'd hang out after school and have sleepovers all the time...That house thing is SO what we’re doing! XD Ok, now the idea is in my head, we’re all living together in Aussie! *Remembers her plans to go live with wolves as a researcher* Uh…are their wolves in Aussie that I could research? *pictures dingos*
Ok…can’t read anymore, mother is really getting mad at me now…plus I’m reading backwards. XD *Slaps forehead* Oh rats, this damn diary thing just keeps reminding me of how much I miss yapping with you like we used to do nearly every day back when you lived in Aussie… Phone number phone number! XD *will call her family out of house and home*
Re: Angies Diaries!
...Ya know what?! *shoots you all rapidly while laughing histarically at the fact this is her third post in responce in the past 20 minutes* I found ONE MORE THING...ONE MORE! ...just one...XD *dies*
I’ll finally be able to send Natty my phone number! It’s ok.. she hasn’t been waiting too long… just a year or so…>>…
Angie: *Runs to the strange object making odd noises* Muuuuuuuum… the thingy that’s pluged into the internet line is making noise!!
Mum: …The phoooone…?
Angie: ….ooooOOOOoooooo!!! *Picks it up*
Nat: WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG!!?
Angie: *Screams and slams it down* Mummy, the ‘fon’ ate Nat!! *Runs off in a panic*
...XD *dies laughing* Only a damned year! *grumbles* And you can text me on my cell phone I guess...it'll cost extra but whatever, don't care...I'll pay for it somehow! *points to the first number she gave two posts ago*
Ok...I am so done...I'll be back later no doubt...damn you getting me hooked...
Re: Angies Diaries!
*sniffles* Aww I'm not counted among the obsessive group of writers
Well I skimmed all of that if that gets me anything...maybe I get one bite of a cookie or something...
And Zing! Hey I got around to posting...eventually...
Grr I have to go read Freud now who, by the way, is a complete crackpot and somewhat literally too since the teacher said he was on cocaine. I'm not even taking Psych, this is for English!
*runs off to try and procrastinate for as long as humanly possible*
Well, it’s just become the 28! …47 minutes ago! First of all, WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND would read ALL of what I posted? Let alone ALL of it in ONE or possibly TWO goes!? That’s right, absolutely no one! Matt however… and we all know his mental state … stayed up reading all my nonsense, honest-sheeeeeeeesh-lyyy! He obviously grew more adept at understanding Angie babble, that and he got increased stamina to tolerate more during his stay here! Poor Poor thingy….poooooooooooooooor thingy…*pats pityingly* Now it makes me feel guilty to have written so much, I didn’t know anyone would really read it, Matt’s too obsessive for his own good! (6)
28/11/04
I know I know, I have the entry above as 28 as well, but it was yesterday’s entry even if I did start it at 12:47!
I’m being very good now, not writing so much so poor Matt doesn’t stay up for hours reading it… and he’s doing research for me, pooooor over worked overly helpful dude *Pats him* He obviously doesn’t have enough posting to keep him entertained! (6)
*Gets all paranoid now* He’ll know so much about me! *Gasps* He read a girls diary! *Slaps him repeatedly* Bad Matt, BAD! You’re not supposed to read other people’s diaries! (6) *Ignores fact she’s posted it in a public place for all to see and read… or attempt to read* damn you, I’ll make you suffer Loza! *waves fists in her direction*
Which reminds me, I’m going on with Torrel now finally having contact with Lexes…*Gets all obsessively giddy* Lexxxxxxxyyyyyyyyy!
*Glances over at her ringing mobile* Now, lemme guess who’s calling me at 1:50am, ooo, private number, what a surpri-*picks it up quickly*
Angie: Heeeello? *Silence* Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeello? …*Pauses and more silence* …Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeello? *Enjoys wasting their money by actually answering the phone*
Dude on the other side (Can either be the bus dude, or either the new or old Nikos): *Whispers sinisterly*
Angie: What? I didn’t hear you!!
Dude: *More sinistery whispering*
Angie: …*Feels as if she’s talking to the dude who wears the mask on SCREAM*… … Wuuuuuuuussuuuuuuup?
Dude: …o.O ……*long silence, then uncertain repeat of whatever he was whispering that sounded like Isavaso*
Angie: Oooo, that’s very interesting, but I still can’t hear you! *Hears more mumbles* Hmmm… no, no I still can’t hear you, so bai bai! *Hangs up as dude starts mumbling more* Sheesh, interrupting Lexes after he causes a bloodbath, what a stupid Greek! *Shakes head*I wonder if it’s Nikos, because I’ve been getting those silent calls ever since I dumped him Angie style - *Cheerfully said bye to him one night and then never called him again*
But it’s not entirely my fault, I didn’t call him, but he didn’t call me either, at least in the normal sense of calling and speaking to me. And I had called him to come visit me the last time we saw each other, so it’s not like I was rude and just ignored him. I really think he got an inferiority complex over Matt… which is so totally understandable! And it’s so sad since I never actually talked with Nikos about Matt so imagine how he would have been if I went on about Matt and I doing a book together! XD
*Just realized something* So… in a sense, Matt’s the best boyfriend I never had! *Sniffles proudly*…*realizes how pathetic her dating life has been thus far* Well… I’m still new at this, I can improve, hell… all I can do IS improve… let’s try aiming for the next one NOT being a stalker, that’ll be a step up!
*Looks around sleepily* Well… at least they are about to leave the ruins…*Looks at her slowly progressing alteration of her chapters*…Sleeeeeeeeep!! @_@ *Gets distracted with photo’s of her sleeping that Matt had taken* Heeeey…*squints eyes* The one where I’m on my back and have tugged the sheet up higher over my chest looks as if I’m not wearing anything, my hair covers the little string straps of the singlet! XD *Has been making fun of Matt’s nakie looking photo she took and realizes he’s done the same with her* Bad Matt… BAD! *Brandishes finger* …*Stares at her legs* What’s with all those bruises…Matt what did you do to me!? (6)
oooooo!! *Ran off and grabbed Matt’s nakie looking photo* Looky! In the photo he has hairy legs! *Stares* I don’t remember him with hairy legs… dam those German people, they’re all so blonde they have invisible hair! Oooo…and there’s mums favourite photo… where you see a lotta my cleavage and only 1/3 of Matt’s face …*eyes Anja* Ooooobviously she decided which was more important and went for it! XD …Nuh, half the picture is white, Matt just got blotched outta the pic…
*Gets all sentimental and reminiscy* And there’s Matt… looking drunk as ever with legs as far apart for the camera as manly possible like a true male… and there’s Angie all sweet and cross legged! Oh oh oh! And there’s the shot of me getting full on the half yero I had when we went to that yero shop! *Was all she could eat aaaaaaaaall day*…*Stares at the photo were she’s holding the yero and staring at Matt with the camera threatening to take a shot of her eating* Yup, it was a rare occasion, he needed mementos!
There’s Matt being ooooh so manly! *Eyes him licking away at a strawberry icecream* Awww… and there’s Anja and I holding hands while I’m resting my head on her butt and she’s listening to music on my laptop! *Stares*…MATT! *Throws hands up in the air* What a perfect shot of her chest you have there …and my beautifully tanned bruised / scarred legs in the short jean dress!
…Anja had her revenge…*eyes the photo of her and Matt apparently looking highly drunk as they seem to be dancing* …*Flicks through many many many shirtlessness kinkiness from Matt* Men, they always rip their shirts off juuuust for me …*stares at herself in a bikini*…*shudders violently*
29/11/04
Damnit, for some reason all I could do was think about telling Matt how he can easily tell where save and safe go when he speaks/writes. And now I’m obsessing over it and I don’t know whyyyyyy… Save is usually an action right? Like ‘Let’s go save those people!’ ‘I don’t need you to save me from anything!’ ‘You saaaaved meee!’ whereas safe isn’t, it’s more like ‘Is this road safe?’ ‘Are we safe now?’ ‘Are those people safe?’ ‘This place doesn’t look safe, I’d prefer a hero here who can save us in case something goes wrong!’ But then I think… does that actually make any sense!? And…and…I feel like posting now…
*Runs off to get ready to run across the street to the market*
oooooooo!! The dude gave me some sausages for free! Now I can run down to the internet place and go online with the change! *Looks dreamily despite fact she’s been on often and there’s probably not many more replies since the other day she was on* But I can hope! And if there isn’t any replies… maybe I can catch up with reading other ooc sections at MG or something… plus I have emails to read and send… more importantly I can fix up some damn typos in my diary entry, I realized one part says where instead of weren’t and that changes the whole senescence since I’m saying my problems WEREN’T that bad in my opinion!! Okies, I got school in six hours, so I better run down to the internet place, it’ll probably eat up at least four hours to get there, go online, get back and read over what I have picked up!
*Posts some more juuuust for Matt* (6)...
Sorry about all those odd symbol thingies you see Nat.. I can't see any...haven't been able to thoroughly look over it though.. >>...
Will you have this dance with me... will dance in my arms forever?
Re: Angies Diaries!
*looks at comment about his mental state* .. well.. what can I say... I'm special! *stands tall and proud* wow, I SO need a life... ooooor some ONS *feels Max-ish saying that* ah hell, it's just those 25eps of Will & Grace I watched in what? three, four days? I've so been Will- and Karen-ised, I swear! So when I go "honey" at everyone, don't mind me... it's just the alcoholic, snobbish bitch in me coming out to play
talking of which, I've never shaved my legs, hon, so I really wonder how you could possibly miss that hair *looks deperate* I mean, one should assume I'd have gotten used to the fuzz by now but still I find myself staring at it in disgust *hangs head* aaanyway, apparently it didn't keep us from becoming a non-existent couple without romance, dating or any physical conta-... *stares*...damn, Angie, sounds like we're married!! .. only that we skipped the whole fluffy honeymoon phase and went right for the 20th year of dooom! happy anniversary!
so much for my insanity tonight... and don't you give those poor, easily influenced people the impression I was constantly drunk, coz that's so not true! I'm far too poor to get properly drunk in Greece where one martini costs €5, I mean, honestly!
"Leave, remnant pictures, stay in the past where you belong! And if everything else in life is about repetition, not this, no, please not this…"
Re: Angies Diaries!
I read all of this one! Probably because there were no funny symbols to pick through...*tilts head*
...O.o; pictures...so much on teh pictures! *remembers pictures of her and Iris* Aww..not you've got me all memory-...ish...*suddenly wants to go look at them, even the blinding ones of them in skimpy dresses mum put them in*
And Matt is talking like Karen! xD It's quite scarey actually...
N' I've been workin' on your post the past few nights...the one for Arlie at the outer grounds. Gettin' kinda long...Oh well, at least I know I can blame you and/or Loz when I fail the finals I should be studying for instead!
...*taps chin* By the way, was talking to Dad and Jeff today, and they were talking about vacations, and asked where I wanted to go. I listed off a few places, includin' Greece of course, and Dad promptly stated it wouldn't be much fun for Jeff if we just ran off to see my buddies in Greece...
Jeff: It would be if her friend had a sister! Or...how old is your friend again?
Nat: ....Angie is mine! *clonks him*
xD Not how I ment it to come out, only increasing Dad's suspicions that I'm not as straight as he wants me to be...oh well, must run off to work on teh postie, toodles!
Re: Angies Diaries!
...Well your hair is very light Matt, I swear I didn't even realize you HAD hair until I saw the shadows on the wall your standing in front of, I can only really see the shadows of the hair XD
Awww... 20 years of blissful non-existant marrige! *Realizes they non-married when they where like a year old* o.O Wow... good to know we were as kinky as babies as we are now XD
Yeah... mum's getting panicky over my sexual orientation as well ... poor adults XD
GIMME POSTS LUV! (6)
*Runs off to read Lady's additional Awendil post in awe* She's gone on a posting spreeeee!!
*Gets on with diary entry*...
30/11/04
I have enough money to go online again today… *looks about hectically* I want to, but I shouldn’t, there won’t be more then probably one reply, IF any, I must wait, I must! *Rocks slowly as she waits for more time to pass* And the dude didn’t give me a computer with access to WORD or anything, it was all locked since it was a comp mainly used for game play even though it could be used for internet as well. But I told him I had VERY important work to do *Is constantly arriving with masses of text and images and has them curious what she’s doing* But half of my 30 minutes was wasted since he took forever to stop chatting with people and notice me! The guy he was chatting with was the one who actually sent the dude over to see me!
However, I managed to occupy myself by reading up on Nat’s replies to my diary… XD poor Natty… all entertained by my babbleness!
And Matt, I never said I wouldn’t marry you! *Buys plane tickets to India and readies her tranquilliser darts* Now, Nat and I must be very careful when dragging him to the airport, we don’t want his hands getting hurt! Nat, you take the left, I’ll take the right, and that ought to keep’em safe for posting! *Pictures them dragging his unconscious form down and up many flights of stairs while protectively holding his hands as he trails on the ground behind them*…*Can now see them getting lazy and just cutting off the hands with plans of sewing them back on later* …>>"
Chelsea gets a nibble from Nat’s cookie since both of you tried to read the Angie rants but Nat – of all lazy time deficient and slack things – managed to read more!
*Now gets distracted by the word sewing* Honestly, how did they get SO-(ending with a slight w sound)-ING to be spelt as sewing…*says it as it’s spelt* se-wing XD Sounds like some sorta jazz dance! *Remembers Matt and Anja’s curiosity towards why Height and weight, both spelt similarly are pronounced differently* I guess it’s an English/Aussie thing! *Giggles at how they said it* Height and White! We probably got lazy and didn’t know how to spell weight, or waight just looked ugly, so they kept it simple and mimicked the same spelling for Height! *Looks around proudly as if she’s cracked the secrets of the English language*
Lean called me earlier today, she’s up in Athens with her other family for the holidays, at one point she started telling me about how her girlfriend and her used to take photos of each other and all, and she asked if I’d done that with any of my boyfriends, I told her Nikos took a shot of me in my red sleepwear when he came over for the last time before he disappeared entirely from my life… But then I mentioned Nat always takes photos of herself to send for me to play with and I meant PLAY WITH IN ADOBE and Leann is now on about how I’m so obsessed with Natalie! …Tried to bring up Matt and his shirtlessness but Lean waved it off saying she’s fully aware of my obsession with ‘that male’ XD *Pities poor Matt who is now merely addressed as ‘that male’ with Leann* Though it does sound odd… I think she’s really jealous, poor Leann, always asking how that male of mine is going and if my fantasy ‘pin up girl’ is up to anything interesting nowadays XD
I brought Chelsea into the convo at one point and I accidentally called her Lady a few times and I explained that we were all used to calling her Lady and now Leann is convinced Chelsea is some pimp who runs an online service, Nat, Matt and myself bring in the big bucks while Loza pokes around ranting on about spunky and spunkette players and showing people pics to lure them into a false sense of security before throwing them into our kinky grasps… XD *Now has Leann obsessed with the word Kinky* I’m so glade I can teach people such important words! Pfffft… I don’t see how she got to thinking we’re all so obsessive with possessing slaves in which we force to do our bidding, I mean, Chelsea and I haven’t even had any characters kiss each other yet! Leann SO has to get her facts straight!
Oh oh oh! *Remembers something Nat would enjoy greatly*
Leann: What would happen if you met Natalie and she kissed you?
Angie: Well then, obviously she’d be kissing me wouldn’t she?
Leann: She’s not allowed to kiss you! (6) *Gets all dominant*
Angie: She has rights to my lap; you ought to be glade all she does in this scenario IS kiss me!
>> Neeeeeeeedless to say, Leann’s getting awfully suspicious, she’s started asking what I’d do if a girl did really truly kiss me *gets all nervous since she knows Leann has a crush on her* …Well, obviously I’d have to find someone to talk about it with! *Had Leann get sulky about Angie always running off to Matt* …>>…<<…*Wondered if Leann remembered Matt’s as experienced with Girls as Angie is* For an emergency situation such as girliness, I would have no choice but to call…NAT! XD
Coz Nat is my wild fuzzy female Amazon beastie…*nuzzles*
*Random thought totally unrelated to wild Amazon Natty* YEAH! Move down to Aussie!!! *Clings to Matt* Come on! MOVE! COOOOME! *Tugs him* There are lotsa pretty girls in Aussie! And plus Loza and I are down there XD And Nat will come! *Puts shot gun shells into the shotgun she stole from Loza and aims it towards Nat* She already agreed to move down! She’ll research the wild… uh… dingo’s XD
I can take you to see Dingo’s! We have a fantastic zoo I know of… and Werribee zoo as well, but I dunno if that’s as good as the Victorian Zoo… if that’s what the really good zoo is cal-Loza would know all about zoos, she can just contact up the resident relations she has in which ever zoo we want to visit!
Not to mention that…we uh…>>……hmm…we just are the best, get ya butts down there now! *Looks demandingly*
*Gets distracted with doing a post*…
…Which reminds me! Cajun is pronounced the way I pronounced it Matt, I didn’t make up what I said, Rogue always called him that in the cartoons, they all called him ‘cu-jan’ With of course a frenchy accent and all, but they DID call him that, it’s how marvel and TV pronounced it (6) *Pats the TV* Don’t worry… meanie Matt doesn’t mean to hurt ya feelings, he knows you are omnipotent!
*Wonders off to eat…ends up watching some boring TV shows before waddling back*
I was thinking, a week or two ago mum discovered her credit card they gave her is really a cash card. Meaning when she buys things instead of it going on credit the bank removes the money directly from her account. Mum brought a few things, said she nearly had a heart attack when she saw the bank statement… but didn’t Matt put everyone’s money into mum’s Greek account? So wouldn’t that mean she’s spent THAT money if it was almost all gone? …Could that be why she’s not going down to get the net thingy? …*cries*… I hope it’s not! She says she is going to be a week late for the rent since she has to wait to get paid, I wish she’d tell me more then being all sneaky and secretive. I know it was an accident, she could just say the bank has been taking money from her account and that she can’t afford the net thing now but she’ll do it later. Because there was definitely a minimal of 230 euro that was both all the money I saved from Sophia and the money you guys sent. She gets about 400 a month, so even if she’s accidentally spent some of it but intends to put it back, that’s not going to happen right away… she’d tell me if she’d spent it though, wouldn’t she? She has to! Nooo… she hasn’t spent it, she wouldn’t, she couldn’t! She’s just being lazy, that’s all! *Looks around hectically*
And to make things worse Sophia isn’t calling still, it’s so frustrating, first of all she makes it hard for me to have any sort of control since she’s always there and she’s ALWAYS making them something to eat as a treat and now she’s not even contacting me without giving me any warning as to whether she wants to continue or not. I was told she can be like this, she’s the type of rich-ish person I never wanted to be like, thinking those that work for them are just there when she pleases to have them. She better not assume I was doing a bad job, I had them naming the entire kitchen in one hour when she left us alone, if she’s going to complain about the lessons, she ought to have taken my advice instead of thinking she knew better! They said they were going to leave the house anyway, both her and her husband, he was always at work but she NEVER left us alone!
*Rants grumpily from one thing to another before sulkily going off to continue the Jarod post she was doing*
*Looks around sleepily* So tired… I feel like watching a few Crow movies as well… *sobs* so many things I want to doooo…and I used to take them all for granted, Net, videos… net! One day, ONE DAY!! I will have my Aussieness back! I WIIIIIIIIILL!! *Looks sternly* And Nat, Loza and Matt and Twaa will aaaaaaall be there for me to use and abuse…Twaa is so fluffy and cuddly! My little foxy lion! XD
*Drifts off to sleep almost when mum bursts into the apartment* -_- I swear, it’s like she waits outside to run in as SOON as I decide to for ONCE get an early night!
Awwwwwwwwww… mummies old best friend died today, she had cancer and the past week mum has been trying to see her but the woman’s been very ill, and the other day mum went to see Polly but the woman was really sick and didn’t want mum to see her like that since she wouldn’t be able to actually talk or anything. It’s so sad that it was actually the final chance of mum having been able to see her. Mum was in tears, poor mummy… she met her first husband with that woman! She’s on the phone now with her husband, he knows mum’s ex, who is also Chris and John’s dad, the two men are best friends, so mum and Polly and Harry and Vasili all dated together often. *Sniffles*
2/12/04
Actually this is the entry for the 1at of December, but I’ve been able all night writing Matt’s letter! I’m sending him a letter, and boy… do I babble or WHAT!? *Gives an impressive look of awe at her limitless abilities*
Mum woke me up this morning and we went down to OTE! We got a phone today! All we need now is the phoneline XD…
Nah, we are getting it tomorrow, TOMORROW! *squeals* Wait, later today! *Glances at clock* It’s 3:20am now… they’re coming at 10…*waits expectantly*… HURRY UP ALREADY!
Mum’s got tomorrow off though, she wants to clean, which means I’m going to spend the day cleaning… -_-
Wait! Mum’s going out somewhere, she’s doing something, already forgot what and she told me about ten times… it was impo-ah! She’s sorting out her medical insurance, mwua-hahaha… I can go on while she’s away without her hovering around and stressing me out! She’s still very touchy with getting the net, she’s worried we won’t be able to pay the 30 euro a month for the phoneline alone. Plus additional costs of net usage, so yup, those every four days are going to be for a while… I can’t stand it!! I’m going sane! SANE I SAY! Too much exposure to this real world, I’m starting to use pens and pencils, and I even scribbled all over Matt’s letter when I got distracted >>…*Stares at all her eyes* I’ve always been obsessed with drawing eyes… female eyes, they’re so pretty I like to draw them! I’m amazed I can still draw something resembling an eyeball after all these years of not picking up a pencil… but damn my fingers and hands hurt, even the left one I don’t use to write hurts XD
I told Matt about a nightmare I had before we left Australia the other year, I only had it twice, but even after all this time I still remember how freaked out it made me, despite not being horrifically gory, I still freak out… I can’t sleep now! *Cuddles the stuffed bunny her daddy got her when she was little and sniffles*…*Feels so grown up* XD
I decided to try and cheer myself up by coming to post some-Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat, come to Australia! *Lures everyone to the sacred land of Angieness*-thing, I ought to finish that Jarod post! *Runs off*…*Leaves Message for Natt* POST! …LIVE IN AUSSIE! XD
*does four lines and eyes get all fuzzy from sleepiness* x_X…*passes out*
2/12/04
Oh honestly!! Matt spelt his name wrong on the address thingy he sent me and I didn’t notice until I was at the post office, and then I got panicky that I spelt his last name wrong, and the lady corrected it but removed one of his t’s, and so there’s blue scribbly letters over my neat writing! *bursts into tears now that’s she’s been traumatized for life* Not to mention that it was between 1am and 3am, so most of what I’ve written him is probably all nonsense XD
Not to mention I probably had so many spelling mistakes since I was so tired…
And I was on the ground most of the time, so everytime I shifted about my handwriting would alter, and sometimes I’d start to rush it and it gets all rushed…still more readable then Matt’s handwriting in my opinion though!! (6) *Looks proud*
I’m so tired, mum wanted me to go and pay her phone earlier this morning, and with all the hassle I said I’d prefer her to at least come with me the first time so I have an idea on what to do. First of all we walked EVERY WHERE for a Cosmote store to pay her phone bill, then we couldn’t find one so we walked over towards the internet place and went to a shop there, they couldn’t do it because the paper the bank did for mum wasn’t the correct form or something… and that took us about two and a half hours to get to that point. From there we walked all the way to OTE, where we arranged to get a phoneline yesterday, a major phone company place. Got that done finally, and then went to the post office, the lady wanted exact change for the stamp but I didn’t have any, then she had the NERVE to give me almost a euro in 1 cent, 2 cent and five cent coins!!!!! And THEN when I said that wasn’t acceptable she lit up a cigarette as if I was the one annoying her
On top of it all she was saying I ought to have written Matt’s name and address in Greek letters, and I told her that that would be pretty pointless since ‘th’ in Greek looks like a d and if I have that in his name the NON-SPEAKING Greek people wouldn’t have a clue what’s going on and would just have to guess. I did my address in Greek, only coz I dunno the English spelling of it though, but it’s ridiculous, she didn’t know what she was on about, why would sending something in ENGLISH be incorrect? The dude behind her told her off eventually but sheeeeeesh! And to make things worse mum was really upset with the whole thing and she was being really bitter and mumbling and making everything so much more stressful.
In Aussie none of that mattered, we’d get our stamps, having them laying around the house, then whenever we wanted to send things off, we just walk down a street or two and bang, post box to send things off, I haven’t seen ONE post box here!
Mum’s really upset because she used to be able to do all this without leaving her office or it was automatically done without her having to worry about any of it. She’s going to try and see if she can put her account online, that way she can transfer money from home. But at one point there were problems with that for some reason I’m not sure about… might have just been money issues, I dunno, but mum had said she couldn’t do it a while ago. My hands are STILL hurt from using the pencil for so long… then again it was cold and they have been hurting a little from that since I don’t have gloves. I had really nice gloves at Katerina’s and I don’t know where they got to, I had them in my things so I hope Anna and that didn’t take them. I don’t like how every time something’s missing it’s suddenly ‘Anna or Katerina’ who has them, but at more often then not it’s true. And apparently mum had three sets of gloves which *I* lost… didn’t even know she had gloves, nor have I even SEEN or USED them, but yet I’ve managed to be the one to lose them, am I talented or what! *Flicks hair*
I got a phone number as well!! NATALIE! LOOKY! Phone number! *Waves photos of Leann holding signs saying ‘Her lap will be miiiiine!’ to get Nat’s keen attention that is able to home in on any and all things related to others stealing away what rightfully belongs to her* XD
*Looks around*…Awww… I have to go and get it now…*drags herself off to get the sheet with their phone number* 2310-869623
And don’t any of you give my number out to weirdo’s, I’m putting my foot down here, you’re to keep this under lock and key, do you hear me!? (6) *Posts it up for aaaaall to see and admire* Only total loons would read this all anyway, so since both loons, Matt and Nat, had already asked for my number then it’s alright! Then again, Loza’s been awfully quiet…*Can see her scurrying off to a corner and veeeeeeeeery slowly scrolling through it while being highly distracted with other random things*
I’m not good at writing letters to people, what do people write about? I never really enjoyed reading word for word accounts of other people’s diaries. My friend Melissa would do diaries and she’d write down what time she woke up and what she ate and that she went to school and if anything happened before, during or after school or if she went out somewhere on the weekend, ok, that’s not a diary, that’s a record of her activities, it was all very bland, and she wanted me to write letters to her similarly, but I couldn’t, it bored me to write them. Strange thing is that I’m doing the same thing, basically writing every day, and although I’m boring you lot ( XD ) I’m not really thinking of this as a chore, I just type when I get things on my mind that I would like to mention or state or ask or whatever if I had MSN and had a chance to ask you lot. Not all of it is interesting, and no one really would want to read it all, but it gives me something to do! …Matt isn’t normal, so he isn’t counted!
I wanted to go to the internet place, and it’s 1pm now, I have plenty of time to, but mum spent all morning walking around (apparently I was invisible) so she’s very tired and wants to lay down and she wants things done and she can’t do them so she wants me to do them for her. It’s not that I don’t mind helping, even if they aren’t important things, it’s just she knows I planned on going today to the internet place, I told her two days ago and today that I want to go so that she knows not to plan things for me and then get upset when I’m not around since she doesn’t always give me warning to her plans. So now I’m washing cloths for a few hours and she washed yesterday so all the loads are small and I feel as if she just wants to pass my time with odd chores that aren’t necessary at the moment. It probably doesn’t help that I got three and a half hours of sleep since she woke me up so early for the phone line dude (And that is another story in itself). So I’m very tired from the lack of sleep and with her all stressed and aching and groaning every time she moves it’s starting to get on my nerves and make me grumpy easier then usual! Top it all off, she ate the box of chocolate biscuits she brought and then ate MY sweet that I didn’t eat yesterday that she got for me, and she didn’t ask again, and then she went and brought more biscuits for herself. And when I went to grab my sweet she says she ate it and that she got the biscuits she was eating for me. -_- I don’t even like those chocolate biscuits…
It just is bugging me that she’s going on about Anna eating things that mum gets for herself or for me and then mum does the same thing without asking… I’d let her if she asked, why don’t people ask? The likelihood of me sharing or giving it is so high I’m amazed people don’t ask… or is it that they know I’ll say yes and don’t bother? There’s saying ‘Sure you may have the sweet’ and knowing it’s gone, and there’s walking to the fridge feeling peckish and seeing what you feel like has been consumed by someone else that already had their share. My brothers were horrible like that, they’d ALWAYS eat everything, mum stopped buying sweets because Chris especially would go and eat them all with ‘intentions of replacing them’. He was so bad I remember once mum promised to get us treats if we did the kitchen really nicely for her, and he refused to let me help, got into a big fight over everything and anything possible until I gave up and left just so when mum got home he could say he did all the work, and she actually allowed him to get away with selfish greedy little act but giving him my share of the treats she brought for us. I mean honestly, he was really bad that year but that just topped the cake, and to have him actually brag about it after – and in front of mum so she knew what he did and said nothing – was just REALLY the thing that pushed me into grouchiness on this subject. I don’t mind sharing, but I don’t like greedy people who think they can just get what they want any way they want to get it.
*returns from school hooooooours later*
Why is it the day after I decide Greek guys aren’t worth my attention that half the population decides to actually become spunky? Still, there’s a lack of ability on my part to mingle with people and so far the ones who I meet are anything less then impressive. Where are all the nice guys hiding? MATT, where are you dumping their drugged bodies, I want access, I demand the right to play with them as well!
3/12/04
Oooo.. did I mention someone’s cut our phone line? Someone cut the cord that goes from the apartment to the phone box to connect us to the rest of the world, good news though is that our actual phone and all works perfectly the guys said – we just can’t have any incoming or outgoing calls XD
I think some of that money everyone sent did go into things mum hadn’t planned, but she surprisingly still did the phone line, I suppose she needs it as well, her mobile phone may be easy for her to use but even though at first she was saying she’d never use the landline phone it will be cheaper, and I mentioned that a few times, so I think she wants it now as well, so it’s not just me wanting it! But it’s all cool, she’s putting the 230, most of which you guys sent, I added about forty dollars after two months or work …-_-’… Sophia still hasn’t called, so that’s annoying, I don’t think I want to work for her even if she does call back again, not unless she brings them over here, I don’t see why she thinks she can decide when to have lessons and not when she hired me with the spoken contract of twice a week minimum and with them out of the house, she didn’t keep to the contracts, but I didn’t mind at first since she’d give 15, which was basically one and a half lessons, so it was like she was paying for almost two, but then she is just so completely in her own little world that she thinks she can say ‘I’ll call you’ and then go weeks without actually telling me the reason why she doesn’t have time. And I know it’s not coz she wasn’t pleased with my English tutoring skills, coz she’s been pleased and told other people and they are asking to have me go with them or their kids to help them pronounce things and such. I know it’s easy money but most want me after work and I’m at school those times so I can never take the extra tutoring.
But I might have a job at a video store… they are just discussing things, I wonder what their excuse for me not being able to work there will be, coz if someone asks if we have a movie then the only problem I’d have is that I’d need to hear someone say the name of the title if I can’t pronounce the twenty letter long name. A lot are in English still… but that’s not very serious, most titles I can read in greek, even if I have no idea what they mean XD
Oooooooooo!! Gonna get ready to go to the internet place now!!
Will you have this dance with me... will dance in my arms forever?
Re: Angies Diaries!
fiirst of all for everyone wanting to phone Angie: remember to put the Greek pre-dial before the number! it's 0030 from most countries though there seem to be exceptions for France and possibly other places...
*wonders why Angie would want to get to India* .. mmh... *shrugs* anyway, no drugging the Matt! sheesh... that's MY job!
Really hope the whole money thing is working out all right. I know your mum knows perfectly well what it was supposed to be spend on and I'll just trust her in this whole thing.
YEYfor phoneline!!!
*waits excitedly for letter to arrive* .. mmh.. wonder where I misspelt my name... being in GB, I noticed I developed a tendency to drop the "c" of my last name which is just disturbing -_-"
hope everything's gonna work out with you job and all and I'll definitely give ya a call during the Xmas break latest!
~ Matt
"You saw a glimpse of my secret self. Why do you shy away from the flame?"
Re: Angies Diaries!
First of all @ Matt: You obviously don't read poor Natty's posts if you don't know why we're heading to india, that's probably a good thing though... for your mental state anyway (6)
All hail Lady, our Pimptress!
And lastly...*Posts more babble*
4/12/04
*Went to the net place again today*…Need posts… need posts… I’m devouring the few posts I gather, and I am getting a few at a time, both this time and yesterday and the time before, but I basically reply to all of them by the same night I get them… damn them detailed worded lil’post-tramps, seducing me with their creativity! *Rocks back and forth* It’s all cool… aaaaall cool… I can afford another session at the net place! Only spent 2 euro today, and 2.10 yesterday, so I saved 1.10 and I have another euro so I ought to be able to have another quick session online! Usually I need at least half an hour at least, but the dudes keep messing up… The other time they put me on a comp where I couldn’t access word so I couldn’t open my files and it took them forever to see me, yesterday they kept talking with each other and had me waiting ten minutes for them to load my files, and I was paying for the time I was waiting as well, and then today he didn’t load the files onto the right computer -_-
5/12/04
I told mum not to get me a new mattress, it’s under a 100 euro and she put money aside for it, but with the mess up on her credit card I think it’s better not to spend it. Technically this bed doesn’t have a mattress, I’m using blankets, to make it manageable, but we’ll aaaaaall pretend it’s not bruising me and that uh… Matt beats me up for not posting enough with Max (6)
I told her to get it some time in the start of next year when she isn’t struggling so hard, or later if there’s still problems…
Oooo… I got bored and did some photo edits of Matt and Matt with me doing monstery poses! The good and evil of Matt! *Stares at evil Matt and then Matt with Angel wings* … Now I feel like sending him another letter – one a little less gloomy then the last one XD *Can’t remember much of what she said but was lacking sleep and therefore in her up and down moodswings of random babbling* poor guy…
And I did it in pencil, but I got a pen! Only my writing isn’t very nice with pens… now I want to write him another letter! *Looks about hectically*…need to have some form of communication with sub-reality that is our internet folk…*Is out of money for phone cards and is spending this weeks phone card money on internet usage* That’s it, I’m going to send a letter and go online… if not today, then tomorrow, I want to save it for tomorrow, but I’m bored, need onlineness! NNNNEEEEEED IIIIIT! *Rocks*
I know, I’ll pass the time by writing Matt’s letter now! *Glances at the clock* 11:23am… and I’ve been up for hours, I just HAD to wake up early today, didn’t I? (6)
*Returns and hour and a half later*…I’m sure my letters are so entertaining…*Spent a paragraph on about the different ways she has heard his name pronounced* And yet NONE meet the mightiness of Aussie’s pronunciation! Which is probably right since I have no idea what half these greeks are on about…*decided not to believe anything they try to correct her with*
I’m gonna go for a walk to the post office! That ought to pass my time…*Is worried she’ll get dressed up and that’ll crumble the last of her laziness’s ability to stop her from going to the net place*
*Runs back thirty minutes later* I forgot Greece is entirely closed, and no place other then the post office sells stamps, and the post office closes at 2 in the after noon between mon-fri… I never thought I would miss late night shopping, what kinda country doesn’t after late night shopping!?
To make things worse, because IU don’t speak Greek well, apparently that makes me deaf, so I need both raised voices AND hand signals to understand people. *Was trying to talk with the shop keeper down stairs if there was any other places that sells stamps and didn’t remember the proper word for stamp or other places with another dude shouting out and waving hands about shouting ‘today, no’ repeatedly* I didn’t mean to ignore him, but I had the fear that if I looked at him he would see my annoyance. At least he figured out I wasn’t that dump since I could say. ‘Ok, thank you, I know the post is tomorrow, but wanted to send letter today, never mind, bye’ … I swear though… now I needed to go to that net place, I need it, I will simmer in thoughts of this frustrating society all day if I don’t have any thing to keep me entertained! And this was a good letter as well… much better then my last one… can’t remember much of the last one, lack of sleep for me is my version of being drunk XD *Again, pities Matt* Then again, the first pages I was more awake coz I did them after returning from school at 10pm! *Showed off her greekiness*
Will you have this dance with me... will dance in my arms forever?
Re: Angies Diaries!
*grins* now I'm even more anticipating its arrival. wow, and a second one as well *looks impressed* I shall wait with replying to number one until I got number two then *looks proud at his organizedness waiting for superimposed pics to arrive*
HA! *feels important* have you noticed I'm mentioned at least once in every day's diary entry? *stands tall and proud* I'm infectious!
~ Matt
"You saw a glimpse of my secret self. Why do you shy away from the flame?"
Re: Angies Diaries!
Well..I read the other one too, just didn't reply! So...take that Matt!
...*curses your non-working phone line* We could...post over the phone? O_O *tries to picture that* ...hell that would be hard...k nevermind...
uh...there was other stuff from your other post I wanted to respond to, but I forgot. XD Just know that I am always very very amused and entertained by your entries!
N' I'm working on my post! ..re-done it a million times @_@
…is there something you wanted me to see?
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I was doing something for her… writing on a paper… she commented on the way I was using my bed, I remember that clearly, she said she knew she should tell me to write with it differently, but I had such nice writing the way I was holding it so she didn’t make me chance my style of pen using. Most people hold their pens and such with their thumb and index finger.. I uh…*Picks up a pen* Hold it with both my index, middle finger and thumb, resting it against my 4th finger and my little finger for some reason presses up into my fourth finger as if supporting it as well, while I ty-…write all my fingers work to move the pen……aaaawwww… all my fingers are helping each other! All you lazy bums just use ya index and thumb while I use all five digits! *Looks proud*
…*Is all pale and disorientated and confused and.. and…
*Would probably be killed and even worse have her laptop taken from her*
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