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Sooo, some updates on my life! 8D
How long has it been since I posted something? Well, it's been too long. First, and foremost, my dad and I have moved to a new, smaller place (from house to apartment), I have the one room, he sleeps in the livingroom, and we share the sole bathroom. The only thing that for sure hasn't changed is that we still have to keep our two unfixed tomcats apart (one is the biological son of the other), and we stopped by the nearest animal clinic today to discuss neutering and buying new catcarriers. We are REALLY broke, with only just enough money for food and school lunches (I get reduced lunch), so we don't have the money to fix them right away, but as soon we do, my dad said, they'll be ball-less so fast it'll make their heads spin. Bwahah.
I am now, officially, a sixteen-year-old highschool sophomore with her favorite classes being English and Creative Writing. At the moment, here in Harris County, Houston, Texas, it is October 25th, 5:34 PM. Sun's still up, apartment complex' pool remains open, the fluffs are snoozing within their respective rooms. I have my spicy nacho Dorito chips and orange Gatorade. Took a nice shower and smell like strawberries. I didn't go to school today because Dad didn't have the cash for lunchpay OR anything to send with me to eat (which is why we spent the day buying groceries, going to the bank, and generally getting shit done that we could think of off the top of our heads that we thought could be afforded), and he's "just not sending me to school if I can't be fed there," so, overall, it's been a nice, fairly productive, actually sort of relaxing Thursday. Maybe I'm just one of those spoiled Americans whose privilege physically shows in her body, because if I go more than half a day without eating I get headaches. Everything gives me freaking headaches or migraines, yeesh.
I got a bunch of new accounts at different sites, I'll list them all on my ID description box below this journal.
On an unrelated note, I think my eyesight's gotten progressively (or, rather, non-progressively) worse these last few months. I'm, like, squinting at my monitor screen right now, more than I ever recall having to. Fuck. Glasses are not appealing on me. I've checked.
GUYS PLEASE
no one comments on my stuff I upload anymore besides my dad, it feels like
which, I guess is fair, seeing as I ignore you guys for extended periods of time and then come back acting like I expect a welcoming parade in my honor or some pretentious shit
but
I do love you all to death
and I am terribly shit at showing it
just to list three of the numerous awesome people I know here
I know I say this all the time and I'm always assured that it's alright and life happens, but... bahh, I'm most likely going to end up disappearing for a month or so again at some point, apologizing just feels like the right thing to do
christ i am an unreliable friend
there's a hundred requests and promises I've forgotten, I bet, too
remind me, please...? (falls over herself in incompetence)
HOW ARE YOU ALL, because I'm impolite with no manners and it only occurred to me to ask that JUST now?
How long has it been since I posted something? Well, it's been too long. First, and foremost, my dad and I have moved to a new, smaller place (from house to apartment), I have the one room, he sleeps in the livingroom, and we share the sole bathroom. The only thing that for sure hasn't changed is that we still have to keep our two unfixed tomcats apart (one is the biological son of the other), and we stopped by the nearest animal clinic today to discuss neutering and buying new catcarriers. We are REALLY broke, with only just enough money for food and school lunches (I get reduced lunch), so we don't have the money to fix them right away, but as soon we do, my dad said, they'll be ball-less so fast it'll make their heads spin. Bwahah.
I am now, officially, a sixteen-year-old highschool sophomore with her favorite classes being English and Creative Writing. At the moment, here in Harris County, Houston, Texas, it is October 25th, 5:34 PM. Sun's still up, apartment complex' pool remains open, the fluffs are snoozing within their respective rooms. I have my spicy nacho Dorito chips and orange Gatorade. Took a nice shower and smell like strawberries. I didn't go to school today because Dad didn't have the cash for lunchpay OR anything to send with me to eat (which is why we spent the day buying groceries, going to the bank, and generally getting shit done that we could think of off the top of our heads that we thought could be afforded), and he's "just not sending me to school if I can't be fed there," so, overall, it's been a nice, fairly productive, actually sort of relaxing Thursday. Maybe I'm just one of those spoiled Americans whose privilege physically shows in her body, because if I go more than half a day without eating I get headaches. Everything gives me freaking headaches or migraines, yeesh.
I got a bunch of new accounts at different sites, I'll list them all on my ID description box below this journal.
On an unrelated note, I think my eyesight's gotten progressively (or, rather, non-progressively) worse these last few months. I'm, like, squinting at my monitor screen right now, more than I ever recall having to. Fuck. Glasses are not appealing on me. I've checked.
GUYS PLEASE
no one comments on my stuff I upload anymore besides my dad, it feels like
which, I guess is fair, seeing as I ignore you guys for extended periods of time and then come back acting like I expect a welcoming parade in my honor or some pretentious shit
but
I do love you all to death
and I am terribly shit at showing it
just to list three of the numerous awesome people I know here
I know I say this all the time and I'm always assured that it's alright and life happens, but... bahh, I'm most likely going to end up disappearing for a month or so again at some point, apologizing just feels like the right thing to do
christ i am an unreliable friend
there's a hundred requests and promises I've forgotten, I bet, too
remind me, please...? (falls over herself in incompetence)
HOW ARE YOU ALL, because I'm impolite with no manners and it only occurred to me to ask that JUST now?
MY NEW ACCOUNT
~cellyangiechowski (https://www.deviantart.com/cellyangiechowski):iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconcellyangiechowski::iconc
I'm doing it.
I'm making a new account.
I'll keep this one; update it every now and again. It's just that it's so old, and so cluttered... I really feel like I need a new one. It'll be called cellyangiechowski.
I still love you guys! Finally gave in to the urge to create a fresh start, y'know? Sorry if this is so sudden.
:heart:
*will add the actual link once it's created
**...is probably going to move my most favorite works on this account there, as well
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I'm the cause of all the issues in my family.
No matter what my Dad says.
I am.
I fucking hate me.
I really fucking do.
Everytime I try to fix a problem or do SOMETHING I just make it worse. It's all 100% my fault. Everything can be twisted around against me somehow. Especially my school issues.
I can't wait 'til we move out, away from my uncle.
Sorry to bombard you guys suddenly with personal issues, but I just. Really. Needed. To post this.
If you'll excuse me, I'll be packing.
I'll miss my Grammy's cats that my uncle kept after her passing, and even my uncle's girlfriend's dog (both of whom happen to live with us as well), but... this needs to be done.
Even if the new place i
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I am glad to see that you are doing mostly well, financial troubles not withstanding. I can happily say, since the last time we talked, I have gotten married and life is ever the same. I try to make comments, but I fear I am just as unreliable as you claim to be.
As for your dad's comment about the edumacation.. it is very important, but I am afraid the system is slightly broken. I say this as a teacher of small children. And math.. I might be able to help, depending on what sort of math you are doing. I am decent at Algebra and Algebra II, but if it is Geometry forget it.. I don't get the proofing rules.
As for your dad's comment about the edumacation.. it is very important, but I am afraid the system is slightly broken. I say this as a teacher of small children. And math.. I might be able to help, depending on what sort of math you are doing. I am decent at Algebra and Algebra II, but if it is Geometry forget it.. I don't get the proofing rules.