My STUPID sister/other stuff
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meitantei_cjOkay, my sister's not the brightest bulb in the box. Like, seriously, she's not. She's a little slow. But she was intelligent enough to know that she needed to get away from her thuggy boyfriend, who abused her several times. A whole grand scheme was hatched by family and her social worker to get her out of the Pink Houses (which, if you know this city--Brooklyn in particular--you know the Pink Houses are NOT the place to raise two young kids, or anyone, really) and far away from the boyfriend. She moved to Harrisburg first for a little while, but the endpoint of the plan was North Carolina. She gets down there with the kids, everything's fine.
Except it's not fine. Because my sister is stupid and just doesn't think things through, she posts Charlotte, NC as her current home on Facebook. (She doesn't understand that just because Facebook allows it to be posted doesn't mean it should be posted, like a lot of people.) But whatever, Charlotte's a pretty decent-sized place, she'll be okay.
Right?
NO.
Because I just found out this weekend that she brought the boyfriend down there and MARRIED HIM. He's abusive and a drug dealer, probably has or is as least around guns, and she MARRIED HIM. He's now going to be around her two impressionable kids.
The last time an abusive relationship showed up in my family, it was Nicole's boyfriend, and a very stern/menacing talking to from a relative solved that. She and Ivan are married with three kids and very happy, partly because Ivan realized that if he didn't change, he was going to get his ass kicked by a very protective family. Also, Ivan wasn't a dealer, he just had issues. I don't think my sister's going to get the same luck. She continually makes stupid decisions. I'm seriously washing my hands of the whole thing. Hopefully the kids will be all right. She listed me as her sister on Facebook, as she did Dad, but we refuse to acknowledge it. I love my sister, but knowing how crazy that man is, I'm not opening myself up to anything. He's down there with her now, so maybe it's a moot point, but no thanks.
ARGH. Why the HELL are people so dumb about relationships?!
Anyway. Better things.
My hair is done. I feel SO much better. Also got some tips on taking care of it while I'm at school, so hopefully things will go well. Roger says it's coming along, especially in the middle, just as I thought it was. That's going to lock first. The top of my head and the very bottom in the back are less happy with the process, but whatever. My hair's getting so long. :D
My roommate is from Beijing (did I mention that already?) and is also a studio art major, so that's awesome. I went from going, "Beijing? WTF?" to, "Ohhhh." I e-mailed her a couple days ago, and she responded. We'll see each other when I get there on the 20th. She'll actually be there on the 19th for the international student orientation. Her name's Haining, but she said I could call her Emma. I'm going to ask when I meet her which she prefers; I have no problem calling her by her actual name if that's what she really wants.
I'm moving in in ten days. The butterflies are making a nice home in my gut, a mixture of anxiety and excitement. I have a newly-fixed-up bike to play around with when I get there. (Turns out it didn't need much fixing, despite sitting in the basement for god knows how long, neglected... I think I'd have ridden it more had it not been in the basement. I hate using the bilko door. Lots of creepy crawlies back there, and it's awkward carrying the bike up the steep stairs.) I'm getting it into my head now that I will be more active, I will get into the gym as much as I can, and I will try to make better dietary choices and broaden my horizons a bit. I want to lose some weight. I don't care if I only lose five pounds the whole semester; it'll be a start. The last time I did that, I believe, was the first weekend I was on Cymbalta... and that's because I couldn't bring myself to eat. I'm celebrating this change of pace with brand-new workout clothes.
Juniata got the payment that secures my health insurance (even though I don't think it's showing as cleared yet at the bank--it's showing up on my bill though, and says it was received on the 8th), I made the second tuition payment, and I'm waiting for either a notice through the mail or Judy to get back to me, hopefully soon, about the status of my claim. I'm hanging out with Charlie on Friday. I'm probably visiting work tomorrow.
Things are good. Aside from the sister thing. But maybe even that will turn out okay. Here's hoping.
Except it's not fine. Because my sister is stupid and just doesn't think things through, she posts Charlotte, NC as her current home on Facebook. (She doesn't understand that just because Facebook allows it to be posted doesn't mean it should be posted, like a lot of people.) But whatever, Charlotte's a pretty decent-sized place, she'll be okay.
Right?
NO.
Because I just found out this weekend that she brought the boyfriend down there and MARRIED HIM. He's abusive and a drug dealer, probably has or is as least around guns, and she MARRIED HIM. He's now going to be around her two impressionable kids.
The last time an abusive relationship showed up in my family, it was Nicole's boyfriend, and a very stern/menacing talking to from a relative solved that. She and Ivan are married with three kids and very happy, partly because Ivan realized that if he didn't change, he was going to get his ass kicked by a very protective family. Also, Ivan wasn't a dealer, he just had issues. I don't think my sister's going to get the same luck. She continually makes stupid decisions. I'm seriously washing my hands of the whole thing. Hopefully the kids will be all right. She listed me as her sister on Facebook, as she did Dad, but we refuse to acknowledge it. I love my sister, but knowing how crazy that man is, I'm not opening myself up to anything. He's down there with her now, so maybe it's a moot point, but no thanks.
ARGH. Why the HELL are people so dumb about relationships?!
Anyway. Better things.
My hair is done. I feel SO much better. Also got some tips on taking care of it while I'm at school, so hopefully things will go well. Roger says it's coming along, especially in the middle, just as I thought it was. That's going to lock first. The top of my head and the very bottom in the back are less happy with the process, but whatever. My hair's getting so long. :D
My roommate is from Beijing (did I mention that already?) and is also a studio art major, so that's awesome. I went from going, "Beijing? WTF?" to, "Ohhhh." I e-mailed her a couple days ago, and she responded. We'll see each other when I get there on the 20th. She'll actually be there on the 19th for the international student orientation. Her name's Haining, but she said I could call her Emma. I'm going to ask when I meet her which she prefers; I have no problem calling her by her actual name if that's what she really wants.
I'm moving in in ten days. The butterflies are making a nice home in my gut, a mixture of anxiety and excitement. I have a newly-fixed-up bike to play around with when I get there. (Turns out it didn't need much fixing, despite sitting in the basement for god knows how long, neglected... I think I'd have ridden it more had it not been in the basement. I hate using the bilko door. Lots of creepy crawlies back there, and it's awkward carrying the bike up the steep stairs.) I'm getting it into my head now that I will be more active, I will get into the gym as much as I can, and I will try to make better dietary choices and broaden my horizons a bit. I want to lose some weight. I don't care if I only lose five pounds the whole semester; it'll be a start. The last time I did that, I believe, was the first weekend I was on Cymbalta... and that's because I couldn't bring myself to eat. I'm celebrating this change of pace with brand-new workout clothes.
Juniata got the payment that secures my health insurance (even though I don't think it's showing as cleared yet at the bank--it's showing up on my bill though, and says it was received on the 8th), I made the second tuition payment, and I'm waiting for either a notice through the mail or Judy to get back to me, hopefully soon, about the status of my claim. I'm hanging out with Charlie on Friday. I'm probably visiting work tomorrow.
Things are good. Aside from the sister thing. But maybe even that will turn out okay. Here's hoping.
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Date: 2011-08-10 07:44 pm (UTC)Ngghhh our society and culture blaahhhhhhhh
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Date: 2011-08-10 07:58 pm (UTC)I feel bad, too. This is the same sister that was in a previous abusive relationship where the guy ended up getting arrested/going to jail for killing her infant son. It was on the news. She's practically right back where she started. If this guy does anything to her or those kids, I'm gonna be sick. Even if he doesn't do anything to her or the kids, just the fact that he's a dealer exposes them to far too much.
She is with family down there (hers, not mine--she's my half-sister), so hopefully they're keeping an eye on her. That's the one good thing out of all this. North Carolina wasn't a randomly-picked place.
Seriously, it's just... rrrrrgh.
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Date: 2011-08-10 11:28 pm (UTC)We need a better way as a society to deal with people like your sister and also her boyfriend. It makes me sick to think that there's so many other people going through this and they have no one at all to help them ; ;
*hugs* Big congrats on you going to school though, I think you'll do great and make a lot of friends :D