My Favorite Quotes

"Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned"!

And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt. ~Sylvia Plath

There's nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and open a vein. ~Walter Wellesley "Red" Smith

Saturday, January 30, 2010

June 24, 2009

We solved The Mystery to the Money Order Case!
Apparently, "Nora" tried to pull a fast one.
We got a letter from the woman who works at the Money Order Place, that the landlady already cashed the money order.
"Nora" tried to cash the money order at the Bank but they don't do that and she knew it so she went to the money order place for the second time that day to make it look like she tried to cash it but no money.See she cashed it the first time that day and got her money. She thought she could make it look like there was something wrong with the money order so when she send it to the bank and they gave her the letter saying it was bounce, so she can then tell my father to pay her the rent again.
She didn't count on my dad going to the money order place and bank to find out that she did get her money. o my dad didn't pay it again.
Making it look like my dad screwed up and now she wants him to pay in cash only.


Tuesday, January 26, 2010

June 23, 2009

What an interesting day it's been.
Let's see, my dad found out he has Herpes Zoster yesterday at the hospital.
It's what happens to people his age for had chicken pots.
I'm just glad I never had it.

We found out that plumber who worked on our tub wasn't even working for that company anymore, so she paid an unemployed man and his partner in crime.

We also found out the money order my dad gave to our landlady for rent was empty.
It was cashed in and she wants him to pay it again.
So we are investigating what happened.
Either the money order worker screwed up or the Bank did.
So our father went to find out what happened.
When he came back he asked me to give the landlady the number for the Bank and they will talk to her about the money order.

Hee-Hee, Also the new plumber while fixing our tub again he broke a pipe.
Now "Nora's" ceiling is about to collapse.






FYI,This pic was not created by me, it was created by an artist named: Kittrose.

Here's the link: www.kittrose.devianart.com/art/Remember-death-151618298

Saturday, January 23, 2010

Update

My father has been bitching about our landlady "Nora" about our bathtub being clogged.
That he threaten not to pay the rent unless she fixed it.
My father and "Nora" got into such an ugly fight that it made me em brassed by him.
He was cursing up a storm that she yelled at him not to speak to her like that.
She told him if he was unhappy to moved and he said to her to kick him out.

Now she told my brother that she's gonna raise the rent to $950.00 next year because of our father!

March 26, 2009

I just turned 26 today, we had a small chocolate cake, which wasn't good. My father got the wrong numbered candles. He got a 25 instead of an 26 and he got me a card.



Thursday, January 21, 2010

January 20, 2009

I was home watching The Inauguration of President Barack Obama.
I am so proud of my country to vote this good man into the White House and making our country even more greater.
I tried so hard not to cry.
I'm so happy!

I wrote this poem for the President:





New America

Change is coming
A new year begins
History rewritten
Peace little at a time
A New America
No more tears
No more fears
We become united
Americans and Everyone
We can now restart it
Saving the world rock by rock
A New America...
Beginning...
Life!!!


Tuesday, January 19, 2010

November 4, 2008

Barack Obama won!!!
Unbelievable, he won.
History has been made, the first bi-racial President in America.
I voted for the first time and voted for him.
I'm so emotional, I can't stop crying.
Woo-Hoo, we made history!



Thursday, January 14, 2010

October 5, 2008

We went to Evergreens Cemetery in Brooklyn.
We went to visit mom for the Anniversary of her death. She died on the 4Th but we went the next day.
It was a last minute thing.
Since "Alex" called dad on the same day at 2:14 pm and our dad didn't tell us until 2:30 pm.
"Alex" came over at 2:41 pm to take us.
Which didn't leave enough time for me to get dress nicely, anyway, we went there in "Alex's" car and baby "Ron" was there too.
When we got there we put down flowers, candles, and each of us said a prayer.
We said our goodbyes,Lil "Ron" wanted to understand what was going on and "Alex" told him Grandma is dead and why she is.
"Ron" cried while he said goodbye.
I almost teared up.
We walked away until "Alex" wanted to check an monument to the unidentified mothers and children who worked in a factory that got burned down and killed them.
Which started the Workers Compensation and started "Alex's" career.
We got in his car and he drove us to our home where he and "Ron" hang out and then went home.

Here's an article about it:

The Triangle Shirtwaist Fire
Near Pathside and Memory Gardens is a tall slab on which a woman is shown kneeling in despair. This marks a plot for victims of a terrible New York disaster.

On March 25, 1911, a fire broke out inside the locked exit doors of the Triangle Shirtwaist clothing factory located high in a ten-story building in Greenwich Village. (A woman’s shirt or blouse tailored like a man’s shirt, the shirtwaist was popular women’s clothing at that time.) Within twenty minutes, one hundred forty-six people – most of them Jewish immigrant women – were dead either from the fire or by throwing themselves out windows onto the sidewalks below. The victims of the fire whose remains were not claimed by friends or family were given a funeral attended by an estimated four hundred thousand mourners in a pouring rain, and then buried in several cemeteries. In the Evergreens’ burial ledger for 1911, listed on April 5 under “U” (for Unknown) are eight interments (numbered from 214,654 to 214,661). These were an uncertain number of victims of the Triangle Shirtwaist fire who were burned beyond recognition: an “unknown male,” six “unknown females,” and (most devastating) “several persons” so badly burned that not even their gender could be identified. One of the victims was subsequently identified and her remains were transferred to her family’s plot at Mount Zion Cemetery, a Jewish cemetery. Originally interred elsewhere in the grounds, today the victims of the Triangle Shirtwaist fire at the Evergreens lie under the kneeling woman, a statement both of mourning and of dedication to the safer work places that were mandated by state and federal laws after the Triangle Shirtwaist fire.






Saturday, January 09, 2010

Things that Happened in 2008

My dad owe the IRS money for a situation that none of us understood.
They had him listed as divorce, but he never divorced my mom, he is widowed.
My brother "Alex" thinks this was the reason for the money problem.
He eventually fixed it.

I got into an ugly argument with my dad. I threw away a piece of paper into the paper recycle bag and he found it when he was organizing it.
I completely forgot the paper was there.
I wrote this to "Stephan" one day when I was pissed that our father spend so little on things.
I wrote he was cheap.
He called me and wanted me to explain why I wrote that. I told him I was angry and didn't mean it.
When you get pissed you say and do things you don't mean.
To him that was no excuse. My defense was that there are times when he will say something bad about "Alex" and I knew he didn't mean it.
He said that when he said it he was telling the truth, it's different.
I wouldn't let it go and kept defending myself.
He said he would never forgive me and forget it.
He got in my face and accused me of wanting to start a fight.
He told me to go to my room and I did.
I cried myself to sleep that night.

My father told me to lie to this Korean guy that he was asleep if he called, I did and the guy told me yelling to cut the bullshit and tell my dad he was coming over.
I was so pissed that this man would yell and disrespect me.
I didn't tell my dad, but I did tell "Stephan". He kept bugging me to tell our father. I didn't want to make such a big deal. Anyway, I found out my dad owed him money.