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Oh no, not again~!
Soooo, I've got a lot of pretty bruises because my fucked up excuse for a mother (oh my, perhaps I should mind my language like a good little girl..........NAH) decided to kick me repeatedly in my thigh. Usually she just makes do with pulling my hair or slapping me but nooo, this time she HAD to pull my hair so that I would fall to the ground AND kick me. My legs look lovely, all blue down one side and all pink on the other (I blame the deadly Hong Kong mosquitos.)
GODDAMNIT. I'm not angry anymore - the fight was hours ago when I came back from school and I'm just feeling drained and bone tired right now - but ARGH. *bangs head against telephone directory* Thank God my dad wasn't here or we'd just have a rerun of that fucked up night two months back when they both beat me (and I hit them back but shhhhh).
She threw half my stuff away while I was at school. Half. A lot of trinkets that my friends gave me, my teddy bear, all my precious things.......all gone. She didn't even bother telling me when I got home - I only found out when I trooped up to my room and found it practically bare.
END RANT HERE, because these things are inevitable in my family, really, and I'll never stop arguing with my mum. Just when I thought things were getting better too......OK YES END RANT HERE.
On a slightly happier note.
Exams are over, as is my life. I did fairly well, I suppose, though predictably I performed to only a slightly-above-average level in Math. AH WELL >_> que sera, sera. *is sure she got that saying wrong but ah damnit*
I've been trying to finish the next chapter of Captain Neji and the Hidden Straits of Death these last few days - it's the only thing cheering me up apart from my lovely friends - but school work, my parents and the heavens themselves are conspiring against me. It's been raining non stop. The skies are gloomy. My hair is wet. I've only got the first half done so far ><"
Wish me luck!
Soooo, I've got a lot of pretty bruises because my fucked up excuse for a mother (oh my, perhaps I should mind my language like a good little girl..........NAH) decided to kick me repeatedly in my thigh. Usually she just makes do with pulling my hair or slapping me but nooo, this time she HAD to pull my hair so that I would fall to the ground AND kick me. My legs look lovely, all blue down one side and all pink on the other (I blame the deadly Hong Kong mosquitos.)
GODDAMNIT. I'm not angry anymore - the fight was hours ago when I came back from school and I'm just feeling drained and bone tired right now - but ARGH. *bangs head against telephone directory* Thank God my dad wasn't here or we'd just have a rerun of that fucked up night two months back when they both beat me (and I hit them back but shhhhh).
She threw half my stuff away while I was at school. Half. A lot of trinkets that my friends gave me, my teddy bear, all my precious things.......all gone. She didn't even bother telling me when I got home - I only found out when I trooped up to my room and found it practically bare.
END RANT HERE, because these things are inevitable in my family, really, and I'll never stop arguing with my mum. Just when I thought things were getting better too......OK YES END RANT HERE.
On a slightly happier note.
Exams are over, as is my life. I did fairly well, I suppose, though predictably I performed to only a slightly-above-average level in Math. AH WELL >_> que sera, sera. *is sure she got that saying wrong but ah damnit*
I've been trying to finish the next chapter of Captain Neji and the Hidden Straits of Death these last few days - it's the only thing cheering me up apart from my lovely friends - but school work, my parents and the heavens themselves are conspiring against me. It's been raining non stop. The skies are gloomy. My hair is wet. I've only got the first half done so far ><"
Wish me luck!