A family bought an abandoned farm without realizing that there was an unidentified cemetery right where they put their first garden. They didn’t give it much thought, but then strange and unexplained accidents started happening on the farm. Even the livestock refused to go to the barn. Things started making sense when they found crumpled up letters inside the walls and a diary in the attic.
Pic: Dear diary, I can’t sleep tonight, I can still hear everyone arguing downstairs. Grandpa lost his arm today. When they brought him from the barn he was covered in blood. Mother said he was careless and is so upset with grandpa. I know Grandpa would never do anything stupid. Grandpa keeps telling me this place is haunted. Why are there so many ACCIDENTS on our farm?
You can read more of the letters and diary entries HERE.
Koishi Kumiko talks about the toughness of being an idol, the strict but kind Rena-san, and what she has learned in this 1 year.
Anata mo kyou de Koishi chan ni (Please say it together!) Koishichau〜!! I can become a jewel too once polished! I came from Hyougo prefecture! I am Koishi Kumiko! (T/N: “Anata mo kyou de Koishi chan ni Koishichau” means Today, you will fall in love with Koishi chan too!)
Hello~ I’m sorry I didn’t update on the weekends. I was too busy. But I re-organized this blog and I’m pretty proud of the navigation page because I coded it myself!! What do you think?
Anyway, today was a pretty short day in school for which I’m grateful because so many things happened!
First I got back BOTH my Math and Chem re-exam papers, and let me tell you, my reactions couldn’t have been more different. Although I studied rly hard for Math I got an S grade?? But with the minimal effort I put into Chem I passed?? Why??
Sigh this means I need to keep breaking my back for Math. :/
I also finished reading up on Math: Recurrence Relations + completed the tutorial so I’m ready for my teacher to go through it with it now. After P&C I’ll be done with revising my J1 topics, yeahh~
Now I’ll go study up for the Chem Quiz tomorrow. Periodic Table, here I come.
I don’t know why I planned to do so many things on a court day. There’s more than 20 big things on my to-do list and I don’t know if any of them are going to happen today.
No news yet. Except that they asked me to transport to visits to a county TWO HOURS AWAY and I said nope. There is no way I’m driving my newborn two hours one way. Not while breastfeeding. Not in Texas where the road work is atrocious and accidents abound. No way.
I’ve been terrible at posting lately. I think the third trimester has melted my brain. I’m pretty much on survival mode. Zero intelligent thoughts, just emotions. Also, I’m terrified that fetus is going to come in early November. I came 6 weeks early, my brother came 6 weeks early, I’m expected to deliver early. I need to get my shit together. Now. I need to set up the nursery. I need to prepare for a C-section and being out of commission for weeks (just in case, not the plan, but you never know). There are boxes and bags of baby love all over the house and it’s so nice but I need it organized.
I’m kind of overwhelmed. I’ve been running tons of errands, trying to get shit done, but what I really need to do is move rooms around and take down furniture and build furniture and a whole bunch of stuff that requires heavy lifting and brain function. My husband is working all the time. By the time the kids are down and the house is clean it’s 9 pm and we’re falling asleep on the couch. We have the weekends but we have 3 kids under 3 and I desperately want them to be able to go outside and leave the house and have some normalcy before fetus gets here. There is no time.
I’m sure I sound like a whiner. You try being functional when you don’t have a brain anymore.
I feel bad for being so unsupportive of reunification with G&H’s case. I’m working on it. In the meantime, I get to love on some sweet boys. If adoption doesn’t work out, we can take a break and then try again in California. I hear there are more kids in need of adoptive homes out there.
I have been surrounded by great people recently and it’s been so nice. I really need to focus on building community and seeing people. Being social makes me happy. Other foster parents make me happy. Supportive people make me happy. There’s so much happy right now. And stress and anxiety. So many emotions…ahhh. Brain, come back to me. I need you..
Lucy was not looking forward to physics today. After yesterday’s class, she had found herself feeling awful for bringing up the past with Hebrew. He had a point, it had happened two years ago and even though it still hurt her, she shouldn’t have brought it up. Honestly, she had no clue why she was so upset about the whole thing so many years later — she just was. As much as it killed her to do it, she knew she had to apologize before they could continue to work together. That was she sat in her seat, fully prepared to take the blame for their argument, only to find that she had a new partner. From that moment on she tried her hardest to focus on the assignment, practically ignoring her new partner the entire time. Hebrew refused to look at her, which just caused her anger to bubble up more. When the bell rang and the class was dismissed, she beelined straight for him, cornering him before he could leave the room. Although she was a very small person, she held her ground well. “You switched partners?” She asked, poking him in the chest. “What, working with me was so miserable that you had to switch? Really, Hebrew?” She asked, arms crossed over her chest.