Casca's blog: "My so called Life!! Such as it is"

For 18 years I've had to deal with my sister dumping her kids and pets off here and making me deal with it. Mom and dad thought she shit gold and pissed wine. Then the 'Golden Child' was born.. They thought and mom still thinks the little bastard does no wrong. He moved here because he's tired of his mom's shit and now he rules the house. He has flooded the basement and ruined my stuff.. Supposedly it was my fault for having my stuff stored in the basement and my fault the shower needs replaced. Now, apperently, it's wrong for me to say he needs to have some courtesy and leave something to eat and drink. Mom goes at least every week, sometimes twice a week to the store. We get several bottles(5 gallon jugs) of water every other week. Somehow, I get the same 2 choices of frozen dinners all the time and I either drink room temperature soda pop out of the box off the floor or water from the faucet. Him and those little mooching bastard siblings of his drink all the water in the cooler and everything in the fridge. Them mom tells me to bring in the new jug or to go get a coke from the garage. WTF!!! WEveryone else gets fed and cold drinks while i make sure they can and I get it warm or from outside like an unworthy servant. Hell, I tried buying my own food.. Little mother fuckers ate that too and that fat bitch of a mother of mine backed them up and said she'd buy me more and never did. Today she got pissed off because I was bitching about having to flush the toilet. Maybe I wouldn't be so pissed off if I didn't have to flush it last nite before bed, then again when I got up.. I think an 18 year old should know how to flush.. It's bad enough he wipes his ass and throws it in the trash can instead of the toilet.. Least he could do is flush so I don't have to smell it twice. If I could afford to,I'd move, but being a single parent with a low paying job, I cant.. Guess the best I can do is wait for the bitch to die. It took her asshole of a husband 81 years to finall shut the hell up and get off my back.. let's hope this one goes sooner! Maybe it sounds cruel, but being adopted and being raised as the scapegoat for the other child, I don't have any connection to any of them and I have even less use for them. They are the kind of people I try to avoid and don't like. I never wanted to listen to thier mouths while they are around, but as soon as the bitch dies, I'm changing my name to my real last name so as NOT to be associated with thier inbread, redneck family.

Over the weekend I went to the D-Day re-enactment in Coneaut, Ohio. It was a blast! Weather was perfect.. rainy, cold, just like june 6, 44 in France. I was the Beachmaster. I represented the US Navy men who were the first off the landing craft and set up the beach. They directed the troops and landing craft. We had been under heavy fire from the German troops on the bluff.. Even though they had been repeatedly straffed by a P-51 Mustang at close range. I swear, He was one hotshot pilot!! He was low to the deck and after one pass, did a barrel roll and looped around for another.. It was truly awsome. I was told later that since I was in a gray helmet, I was easy to pick out and the snipers and MG crews were all gunning for me between defending thier position. I made it across the beach and to the shingle before I finally dropped and had to lay and catch my breath. My rifle was jammed anyways. I was soaked. I was first off the landing craft and it was only knee deep, but a wave caught me a little above the waist from behind and drenched me. We had a USO dance afterwards. I went in Navy dress blues and learned how to do a little swing dancing and drank a lot!! Can't wait to do it next year. May go as a German tho as all you gotta do is sit on a hill, shoot GI's, and surrender or die.. LOL I'm gettin lazy as I get older.

I'm sittin here all alone and I was thinking of you Colleen. I think of you often. I really hope you are ok. I would do anything to see you and love you again. I don't care what you have been thru. I love you. I always will.. I really miss you girl. It hurts a lot inside. Oh well.. Guess it wasn't meant to be tho. God bless you and keep you dearest. I hope you are doing fine wherever you are.. Love you with all my heart.

Well.. I tried.. She's more interested in another guy at work and he is gonna go out with her..SO..As usual... I get left behind... I'm tired of all the shit.. I quit.. Fuck trying to be happy.. I guess I'm just not good enough for anyone.. I got nothing anyone wants.. I quit.. Why bother anymore...

YES!!!! Finally!!! I have been flirting with a girl I work with and she asked me to go to lunch with her tommorow.. I SOOOO hope things go well.. I ran into another girl I haven't seen for a while and she told me where she works and to come see her.. This could finaly be my luck turning.. I doubt it, but what the hell.. Maybe!!!

Just where in the f*ck does Missy get off thinking she can just take off with Kat and shack up with her newest drug dealer and I'd be ok with that? What kind of bullshit court can award custody to a friek like Missy after her bitch ass lost custody of her first 2? Is it me or does felony theft and trafficking of controlled narcotics a sign of a bad parent? What about getting booted from every place you have ever lived for: non-rent payment, theft, breaking rules, lying, and that's being nice about it. I want my daughter back!! If I'm so unfit, why is it people can find me and I don't have an arrest record a mile long.. Oh ya.. Maybe it's because I HAVE A JOB!! something Missy just is to lazy to do.. Unless she gets desperate and gets a job as a cashier so she can be fired later for robbing the till. KAT.... I MISS YOU!!!!! DADDY LOVES YOU AND MISSES YOU!!

Here I sit.. All alone, late, bored. This gets sooo old. Why is it if there are so many single girls, no one wants me? How is it the only ones I find are crazy? When do I get to be happy for once? I know I tend to be negative. I try not to be, But I've not had an easy life. I just wish I could find someone who liked what I liked and loved me for me and who I am. Not who they think I should be. I dunno.. I just wish...