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Finally I have some really good news updates for a change:) Things are going along fine on the house. I'm scrambling around to get the last of the paperwork, but things are going well. They've installed a lot of the trim work, and all of the wood work in the kitchen. It is really starting to look like a home inside, and that is a great feeling.

Even better, I finally got another job:banana: I'll be starting in about two and a half weeks or so. Since I didn't find out until today, ...

Mea Mater ages me insana!! All I ever hear from Mom anymore is "Amber, listen to me..." "I need you to..."

God! I know it sounds selfish, but what about me?!? What about me needing someone to listen to me?! What about taking care of myself instead of taking orders?! She's so selfish, sometimes. Exempla gratia, I have a 1000 word research paper due Thursday, and she wants me to set up her laptop. So without thinking ...

Do you remember
The day our spirits met?
The instant we knew we were one?
The day that we both
Found we were not alone,
And thought our search was done?

And so it was,
While both were still young -
Naive, though both knew pain.
Oh Innocence!
And so you remained,
While I clung to those days in vain.

But in spite, I grew up
To a blackness, unknown,
Oh Innocence, by you.
You - loving ...

I just fell in love with this scentence. I do not know why, but it is just the sort of thing that I would fall in love with. It just strikes me as so completely witty and genious, and of course has that suggestion of gothica of which I am ever so found. But when I first read this, I was just completely taken in.

I hated my second funeral, which was the only one I managed to attend.

I read this on one of those "What are you reading now" threads, though not ...

That night, Sunny wouldn't tell who had the phone, and I was afraid...

I was afraid that my parents would be angry at my possession of the phone, no matter how I came by it, or might even have gotten the wrong idea about it-- like I had it intentially or something. I was upstairs when the poo hit the fan; Mom told Sunny that she was going to the Capital City Youth Services Headquarters, that night. Sunny would have none of it, and went bolting out the door, in an attempt to run away. ...