Poetry Among Devils

Feb 24, 2006 at 04:33 o\clock

Bleh

Mood: Awake
Listening to: The T.V.

I finally got to sleep.  ...wow, that's a fucked up smiley.  XDDD

Anyway...I need people to talk to. I'm always bored on this fucking computer. And since I have no life outside of my house, I need human (or human-through-computer) interaction!!

Why do I never leave the house?  Bleh, agoraphobia.  I can't really function in society.  Mainly because I hate the general population here.  You have no idea how much I hate this place.  I seriously, no lie, only have one friend.  That's it. ONE. How pathetic is that? Ha!

I don't want your pity, I just want some friends, so.. IM me at Among Devils, or e-mail me at  amongdevils@aol.com.  Chat vit meeee.  And teach me Finnish, if you know it! xD  In return.. I.. will... teach you some... German?  I don't know German that well, but I know it better then Finnish, and I can actually read a little bit of it.  But Finnish? Too many damn vowels..

Why Finnish? It's a beautiful language.  I've studied Latin, Spanish, French, Chinese, German, and have looked into Swedish, Danish (woo!), and Russian.  Russian is my third favorite.  But Finnish, the way natives speak.. wow.. -swoons.-  It's sooooo pretty. Sexy, really... it just rolls off your tongue.

Anyway... that's it, I guess, for now... so... TALK TO ME! I'm fun! :D

 

xoxo

Janie

 

Feb 23, 2006 at 20:49 o\clock

Terve!

Mood: Relaxed/Tired
Listening to: Private Line - Forever and a Day

Welcome to my Online "Diary" of sorts.  I figured I'd make one to jot down all my thoughts and rants.  And hey, even add a few pictures!

Please leave a message in my Guestbook!

Here's todays pic:

That is my sister (the baby, obviously) on her first day home.  She was five months.  My mom is the one with her hand in the crib.  This is one of many news paper clippings.  There's also a news special about her, and I myself have a rather embarrasing part in it, given the fact I was like, eight.

Her name is Sarah, and she was born with Myotonic Dystrophy, more commonly known as Muscular Dystrophy.  If you don't know what that it is, Google It.  A breif description is: Myotonic attacks the muscles in your body.  My sister has the most severe form, and my mother, Lynn, has a less severe form.  Sarah can't walk well, speak well (she can't close her mouth"), and she can't eat (she has what is known as a G-Tube). My mother can do those things, though every day she gets weaker, and is constantly in pain.

My dad and I don't have it, though we have other things to worry about.  My dad, Steve, was recently diagnosed with Diabetes, and I'm pre-diabetic, which means if I'm not careful, I'm fucked.

My dad also has depression, as do I, along with Borderline Personality Disorder, and extreme anxiety. :|  All together, everyday, we take a total of about 22 pills; my dad takes the most (9), but my sister has the worst.  She gets a shot once a day. You should see her poor arms and legs.  She needs this to keep her from getting blood clots.  She developed one when she was on birth control (for the cramps, not the sex moron).  Since she can't really walk, she can't get circulation through her legs, so she has to get a shot every day.  It was twice a day, but it's been cut down.

I take the least; one pill.  Effexor.  Kinda like Prozac, but stronger; and if I miss a day? Uhg, it's like getting the flu. :P

Well, that was completely random and probably boring, so...

I'm done for now.

 

xoxo

--Janie Jaded