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 Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 5:35 am
Quote: I haven't heard from Archard since our last little... trip to the mall. That was okay, I guess. He didn't seem to enjoy it, though, and there were awkward silences. I don't know. It doesn't seem like he's interested.
Back to square one, I guess. There's always Adrian, but he was the one who insisted I pursue Archard in the first place. I think it was probably because he didn't want another incident. The biggest difference is that I'm legal, so it would be okay. But Adrian more than likely won't be interested.
I miss Kilayla. She was a cute kid. She probably looks all grown up, now.
I need some new friends or something. It's been too quiet and lonely at the house, these days.
Malachite has had me learn some of the piano parts to help him get ready for his audition. I like the music well enough. Some of the parts are hard. The musical itself, I didn't really care for. I don't know why not. I guess it's more of Mal and Adrian's thing. I prefer books to musical theater, I guess.
The green-haired git wants us all to go shopping one of these days. I suppose if he insists, I can't refuse. Shopping has just... kind of lost it's flavor.
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Posted: Wed Jun 13, 2007 9:04 am
Quote: But I could be wrong about all that. Adrian keeps in touch with Archard's guardian and keeps insinuating that Archard is interested. I don't know. We'll wait and see.
My handwriting has always been really tiny, but I'm going to try writing bigger. I tried sending Trisitin out for some groceries and he's not used to my handwriting. I'm sure you can imagine the result.
Speak of the devil, I bitched him out the other morning. I hadn't planned to and I'm not exactly sure why I did it. Something about his whole attitude has irked me ever since he came back. I was upset that he had worried everybody for all that time and never thought to let them know he was okay. And now he's finally learned the truth and is skulking about the house. I know he needs time. I'm just feeling too impatient under all this negative energy in the house. That's probably what set me off. I hope I didn't make things worse.
He smells like smoke. It's gross. He smokes outside, which is great, but it still clings to him when he comes back inside. Mal hasn't said anything, but I'm sure he's noticed. The little ones -- Rayen, especially -- don't like it. Adrian has his reservations but so long as Tristin smokes outside, he's not going to say anything. I suppose there are worse things he could be doing.
There seems to be a conspiracy inside this house. Whenever a certain individual calls and Adrian doesn't immediately pick up, we either hang up on him or say crazy things like, "Joe's Pool Hall?" or "City Morgue?" He keeps calling back, unfortunately.
Down the street lives a cute little family with a couple of boys Nathaniel's age. I've tried to get him to go say hello and go play with them but he's too shy. I don't blame him. We all stick together and don't do much with people outside the family, but it doesn't have to be that way. Having a small house is no excuse not to entertain, but I can't seem to get anybody else to see that.
I'm off to read some new books: Running with Scissors by Augusten Burroughs and The Pirate Hunter by Richard Zacks. Nathaniel and Rayen want me to read the latter to them. The former looks very... interesting, to say the least.
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Posted: Tue Jul 10, 2007 12:26 pm
Quote: That Running with Scissors book was... interesting, to say the least. I can't believe they made a movie out of it. The real-life family actually sued the author, claiming it was all completely fiction and not a memoir at all. I would like to think it's fiction, but who knows? Maybe some people are forced to live like that. Or they live like that and don't even realize it's strange or wrong until they get out of it.
I didn't get very far with the pirate book. With the nice weather and everything, Nathaniel and Rayen have been playing outside more often than not. Since I'm home all day, I watch them.
It does get kind of lonely around here during the days -- Mal has his job, Tristin is still working at the mall, and Adrian has gone back to fishing and whatever odd jobs he can find around town. We don't hear much from Hana or Kaleb these days.
I've tried doing a little bit of writing, but I'm not very pleased with it. I think it's because I'm too serious about it. Sometimes Rayen and Nathaniel will help me write stories or dictate them to me, and those are fun and cute.
I don't really think I want to do this forever -- housekeeping, babysitting, and all that. But I'm at a loss as to what else I can do.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 9:03 pm
Quote: Well... I ran into a bit of trouble that no one but Adrian and I know about. I'd really rather keep it that way, but I need to put it into my journal. If it gets discovered, then there isn't much I'll be able to do about it. I'll just try to be vague about it.
I'd looked into a few clubs on my own -- clubs with particular tastes that didn't exactly match up with Malachite and Tristin's. I used to do this sort of stuff before I came to live with Adrian and the family, even though I was underage. Anyway, I went to a club and was introduced to a few people. But I made the mistake of trying to "play" on the first meeting. It was a very stupid, naive mistake, and it wasn't going well. The other mistake I made was that I'd mentioned Adrian when I was introducing myself to some of the people there. It's just not something you're supposed to do without the other person's approval or whatever.
I shouldn't have been surprised that Adrian knew people who run in those kinds of circles. I mean... that was the kind of relationship he was in for a while, right? In any case, they got a hold of him, and he showed up at the club. It was pretty embarrassing, just having him show up, but he got me out of that tight situation -- literally. And then he and a couple of the other, more experienced folks gave me a stern talking-to. Ohhh, that was horrible. It definitely wasn't the sort of humiliation I was looking for.
Things are okay, now. Adrian forgave me for it and I haven't bothered going back. I could, and the folks wouldn't mind, but... no thanks. I've kind of lost my taste for it, for the time being. Maybe eventually I'll try again.
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