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I just saw pictures of the outside and inside of my house for the first time. and it is much worse than i ever anticipated. i mean, it's one thing to hear on the news how your whole town is underwater, but to see pictures of MY house is so indescribable. My dad said he couldn't find anything in the house that was salvagable. Our ceilings gave out, there's insulation everywhere, mud and tree limbs all throughout the house. All of my jewelry that i left at home because i was afraid of robbers in my apt- gone. No winter clothes- all gone- muddy, moldy, smelly. My furniture- some of it floated out of my house, the rest is broken and knocked over. All of my pictures from before college- gone. Now that I've actually seen the pictures, it's starting to hit me. Everything that my parents worked for their whole lives is completely washed away.
Fuck the Red Cross. It's now almost a month after my whole family and most of my friends have lost everything, and fucking red cross is sitting on top of 90 million dollars with their thumbs stuck up their asses. I have not talked to one victim that has received any help whatsoever from red cross. That just makes me sick to my stomach. People are fucking living with 10 people in 2 bedroom houses and RC is hoarding the money that people donated to help these poor people out. Fuck charitable organizations. My family could use a little charity right now from them and they haven't seen shit.
Another thing that aggravates me- people who get pissed off because they can't get to their camps/weekend houses that are pretty much unharmed. I don't feel like listening to people complain about how they really wanted to go skiing, fishing, swimming this past weekend, but couldn't because they can't get to their weekend house just yet. At least in a few weeks, you'll have a house to go back to.
thats the end of my hurricane rant.
we're about to get our tickets to go to new york. it'll be nice to just getaway for awhile...even though i still have 7 months before the actual trip. i'm so in luff with this boy it's not funny. i always told everyone that i was holding out for an art guy who plays the guitar :) he's been my saving grace through all this mess.
Fuck the Red Cross. It's now almost a month after my whole family and most of my friends have lost everything, and fucking red cross is sitting on top of 90 million dollars with their thumbs stuck up their asses. I have not talked to one victim that has received any help whatsoever from red cross. That just makes me sick to my stomach. People are fucking living with 10 people in 2 bedroom houses and RC is hoarding the money that people donated to help these poor people out. Fuck charitable organizations. My family could use a little charity right now from them and they haven't seen shit.
Another thing that aggravates me- people who get pissed off because they can't get to their camps/weekend houses that are pretty much unharmed. I don't feel like listening to people complain about how they really wanted to go skiing, fishing, swimming this past weekend, but couldn't because they can't get to their weekend house just yet. At least in a few weeks, you'll have a house to go back to.
thats the end of my hurricane rant.
we're about to get our tickets to go to new york. it'll be nice to just getaway for awhile...even though i still have 7 months before the actual trip. i'm so in luff with this boy it's not funny. i always told everyone that i was holding out for an art guy who plays the guitar :) he's been my saving grace through all this mess.