Well, it seems after everything that's gone down, (No, not pointing fingers at Jack, whatever gave you that idea? >8U) my brother George back home isn't fancying the idea of me here anymore and least to say, he's put in a transfer, him and my sister and my oldest brother Alex. I guess it pays off to be the youngest sometimes. :'D Still, out of nine. You can't believe the hell. I'll miss this place and hey, maybe I'll catch some of you on the outside if we ever manage to fit society's list, yeah? 

[[In simpler terms, I'm dropping Angus Young as well as Ringo Starr. No, I will not assault your flists with anything outrageously dumb about the mods or any such else. RDRP was my first role play site and not to mention, it was the first time I ever role played -lolrpvirgin- Hazel stole that. xDDD; And I made a horrible fool of myself. -____-; I had never role played before so I really had no idea what I was doing and with Hazel's help (Sorry for that beginning RP; you stole my RP virginity -shot-) and least to say, I was embarrassed and nervous...

And hell, look at me now, I've got at least four other  RP comms that I've taken part of because I enjoy it so much. I had so much fun at RDRP and the friends I met -- wow. E_________E I love all of you people. From every crazy moment of setting of the water systems and putting out the power to being "punk'd" via another member to every last story line I was a part of. I couldn't have chosen a better place to start. Really? Thank you. <3

That being said, I'm going to be heading out. Both Angus Young and Ringo Starr are open for psl's (You can catch me at emerald5beauty =] ). I'll miss you guys, but it's time I go. ~ Near a year (would've been this coming May; you guys were like my birthday present xD) And Eddie-S (Eliiiiina. Wifeyyyyy #1456876743902), when you get the time, I'd love to talk; I've got something I'd like to share and talk to you about and this doesn't mean I won't RP with because WE'RE TOO EPIC TO GIVE THAT UP. >8U

Again, thanks for all the great times and the fun. It was well worth it. C: ]]

A meme. :O I found one.

( I have your heart in the palm of my hand, and with the blood, I write... )

My brother's a moron. How the fuck am I related to you? >8U Why are we getting married again?  

That is all, really. > >;

I saw Izzy yesterday after...well, forever really. >__________________>; We always seem to see each other and then never see each other again for another few days, maybe weeks. I'm sorry Izz. D8

But, I got to see Grace.
Wow. She's gotten so big since the last time I saw her. 0____0 But still so damn cute. <3

Other than that, is it me or is it fucking freezing? Seriously. But then again, when you come from a place where it never snows...

[Got my fucking computer back. ;____; <3]

What the fuck day is today? God damn it.
I can't remember this week at all. Nothing. Not a damn thing. And I don't know how either...

Last thing I remember...was...

The cat. In the drawer. Tearing at my clothes. Again. 

What a shock. :O

Mal? If she does it again, she's going to conveniently disappear back to that pet store I got her from. D8<

I've been diagnosed with Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD; lawl, way to make a pun without trying): winter depression. It's all just so fucking...GAH. And I know why I have it too. The fact I didn't step outside ONCE during vacation would really explain it all, so... >______>;

I've basically been told by the doc to GTFO from the computer and RPing (I cried at that. ;__; I'm fucking pathetic) until at least Saturday/Sunday. Excuse me while I go find a corner to bury my angst in.

So. HIATUS. Same goes for Ringo. 

See you guys when I see you. 

Mmmm, it's a lot quieter in here. There seems to be a gallant amount of missing people. >__________> 
Well, it seems like none of my friends are gone though, so, fine by me. ='D

[[ ooc; As much as I enjoyed Sands-S's whoa, lots of s's in that one OMG PIANO ---> *DROP* ---> KITTENS post the last time we had all this dramallama!tiemz, I think Sweeney-S stole the show this time:

Is the first week of January Global 'Cry Me a God Damn Fucking River' week or something? 

Srsly. I lol'd so hard. ;___; Thanks, I was in school when I read that and I got some strange looks from people when I started giggling, but I needed that. <3

And not pointing fingers at less innocent ones with proper reasonings for dropping their characters, but to the others with all their bullshit? What the hell? Come on, people. It's a role play community, play. Grow up. It's a fucking game. Recognize this, learn some maturity, and for Christ's sake just have fun. Isn't that what RPing is supposed to be all about? 

Oh, btw, ilu "Gotham clique". You and all your havoc-wreaking. <3

Alright. Enough bitching from me. Back to IC. *gets off soap box >___>; * ]]

2009 looks promising so far. And I like that. Hopefully it means it'll only get better. <3

Danny leaves on the fifteenth, though. =[ They've found suitable outside care-takers; I like them. Talked with them over webcam. They seem like a sweet couple, deserving.

I still wish he could stay, though...

Oh god, happy New Year everyone.
Let's hope this round might be better, yeah? Fuck, I've yet to make a resolution. >______>; Quick, somebody think of something.

Mal? Happy New Year babe. To another year together and hopefully more. <3

My mother called crying today.
My father has cancer of the liver. He's dying and there's apparently nothing left they can do.








I don't know whether to cry, leap for fucking joy, or both.

It's Christmas.
And I'm actually quite...happy this year most likely because I don't have to deal with a ton of relatives no one wants to see anyway. >__________>

A;LSDGKLJK
George sent me and Mal a stereo system.  
People. It is gold and white and it is beautiful. ;____;
We've been arguing for the last hour on what CD gets to be played first. I've got Led Zeppelin, he's got Pink Floyd; tough call, you decide.

But.
I have everyone's gifts except for George and Keri's because I fished them out late, but they'll be here soon enough. 

And Danny woke us up at five o'clock this morning so he could open his present. It was just one gift. The sun wasn't even up yet. I think Christmas should be legalized for children thirteen+ only because they sleep in later.

But, other than that, it actually looks like it'll be a good day and one of the first in a while and it's...nice. I really missed days like that. And I've taken my meds (nurses scrutinize you like hawks when you take them @__@) so things should be hopefully quiet for the day. Hopefully. Nothing's ever too sure but I'll enjoy the time to myself while I have it. <3

EDIT: No hitting me up until, like, New Year's. According to Mal...we're going to be busy. Very busy. ;D

ooc; Seriously, Happy Holidays everyone. 8D Enjoy yourselves and if you all promise not to get too drunk, I'll make an effort too.

I'm finally out of the infirmary.
It's nice to be back in my room. And it's nice to have someone sleeping in the same bed with me. Although, Danny likes to worm in between Mal and me so. Yeah. xD Love that kid. 

So, I guess you could say it's a lot like saying, "Hey, guess what? I'm home for Christmas." 

And I got some shopping done; almost finished. Leave it to me to get shit done the day before the event. Oops. -shot-
The great thing about online shopping is you there's no hassel of thousands of people in one are at one time and, normally, the item is always in stock.

But, so, I have Mal's Christmas gift and fuck, his birthday's in, like, three weeks, god damn it, more shopping @___@ I got Danny his too. There's nothing that says he can't have a good Holiday either. I got House his gift too, as well as Tommy and Izzy. George? If you want anything, just send me a list, I'll blindfold myself and point to one. ='D

And, so, yeah. 
It's nice to be back and be comfortable. <3

I feel so depressed at the fact that a) I had time to actually do this and b) I actually went and did it.
I feel so pathetic. Shoot me now. ;______;

( How else am I going to entertain myself other than with a 500 question survey? )

My father called this morning. 
Why the front receptionist actually let the call through and why the nurses actually gave me the phone is a mystery in itself.

I don't think I've ever felt more sick in my life.
How he had the fucking audacity to call me here, to call me at all...

I fucking want to kill him.

This isn't helping anything. 
And to make matters worse, I think I scared Danny by the time I started screaming at the phone, and not into it. =[

I'm not a fuck up. I just...need help is all. 

And I'm not asking for a pity party, but god damn it, can't you fucking nurses people tell me who's on the line first before I pick up?

I hate the infirmary. It's too white and it hurts to look at.
And it always smells like Lysol and some shit. And it's lonely.

I really fucking hate it. But I really don't want to leave...
I'm starting to think that maybe white's my color anyway.

And at least they have drugs in here that I can take legally that just makes you forget things, or put you to sleep, or makes pain go away.
I haven't been able to breathe properly for days and it finally feels like I can take a breath without my chest feeling like it wants to fall apart. Morphine, will you marry me?

I think just laying here for another few days sounds wonderful. And really? I don't think I'm going to enjoy many visitors. I can't really talk. See where fractured cheekbones get you? God fucking damn me and my clumsy self.

Oh, and this is Danny:



He's Jack's son.
He'll be staying with Mal and me until his respective new, and hopefully, better parents come pick him up in about a month or so.

He's a sweet kid. He draws me pictures from underneath the bed; it's funny, I think I'll hang them up somewhere later.
A little off his rocker, but, fuck, after what happened...whatever. Fuck it.

Go ask Jack if you want to know anything, he'd be more than glad to share with you.

I'm going back to bed.
I'm too tired to deal with this bullshit. Really morphine, Vegas in five. <3

Why can't I ever seem to wake up from this nightmare?

Fucking Christ...

[[Lolly. Your Jack gets too lonely. ;__;]]

Between the hours of two to three in the morning, Angus Young was found missing from his bed in the infirmary. The sheets were messy as well as blood-stained and utensils were found scattered about the room, an evident sign of struggle. There was an ID card found upon the floor, the one of the very nurse that had been discovered dead in Jack Torrance's room the morning of the day before. Although his whereabouts at the moment are unknown, it is believed wherever Jack Torrance may be, Angus Young is with him. 

Further information has been disclosed, but any further help would be greatly appreciated. 

Angus Young has been sent to the infirmary late this hour after being discovered in his room by one of the nurses making nightly checks around the facility. The nurse responded saying she'd heard water running and found the door open to which she entered and found the patient in a crippled state; three broken ribs, a fractured cheek bone, and a minor concussion as well as many bruises and cuts. The patient has been in random states of waking and sleeping periods, and refuses to comment on the attacker.

Any information on the attack as well as the attacker are of great value. 

[[Kind of obvious about who it is at this point I suppose, isn't it? XD ilu Lolly, I swear. ]]

I keep stealing surveys from you George. D':

( A photo survey: It's like pimping yourself but in a more subtle way.  )

Sooo, my last post was a bit out-of-line, but whatever; don't crunch the past and take it with you, right? Forgive me for that; strong painkillers mixed with drugs can make you say and do weird shit. Blame House. <3 It means I love you House. >_____> 

And the entry being posted only yesterday makes it sound worse -lookawaychildren- XD

Other than that, it's been decided where I'm getting marrriiiieeeedddddd. =D

SCOTLAND. 8D

I suppose I should wait for summer though; if it's already so cold here, I can't imagine what it is over there. xD