Things We Lost in the Flood

Oct 02, 2009 22:17

Really I'm fine. As long as there's a roof above my head, a bed/mattress/foam to sleep in and water and food to eat, I'm fine.

Never mind the fact that my claddagh ring is missing, I can't find my clearbook of very important papers, all my CL grad pics are missing including pictures of my friends, oh and the fact that my room smells like a spa treatment gone wrong.

And that my Buffy CDs and David Cook the album has been given to the mud.

I'm fine and I've accepted.

Truly I don't think I will buy as much stuff as before (I lie! Bwahahaha!). Cleaning that shit is well, like shit.

It's really been a forced bonding moment for the family. We're kind of close, but I never really wanted to ever spend this much time in the brother's room (honestly it smells eew) or to ever sleep early because the parents want some shut eye. But it's a nice feeling anyway that if ever it rains as much as before, they're right there.

Basically what we've learned throughout this whole calamity (other than don't buy small stuff and buy tons of ziplock bag) is to build a house with way to get to helicopters to save you.

Oh and regret sucks. Regret that you didn't think of saving important things and regret that you said no to the offer of building you a second floor bedroom.

If anyone wants to help me and my family out, a new TV and ref would be nice. Oh and a working Mastercard.

we need time for miracles nao, flood but not the red kind

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