tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57142111029045441382024-03-12T22:31:11.406-07:00Orphan HandbookHow to survive as an orphanAuthorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.comBlogger153125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5714211102904544138.post-41663758539758931792017-05-06T09:50:00.003-07:002017-05-06T09:50:50.589-07:00No more Orphan Handbook on Facebook<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Even though I have posted that I was sexually abused as a child I still keep getting crazy stalker idiots who "need to talk to me" posting on my Facebook page. This is very traumatic for me. Men need to learn to leave women the fuck alone. So sadly I will be deleting the Facebook page.<br />
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For all of you who really do need this blog....I really do wish you the best. Do what you want in life, don't let anyone fuck you over and follow what makes you happy. I may or may not update this blog and comments are more restricted. If you really "need to talk to me" then get a therapist or a counselor. Others have commented saying their story. But there is no need to have any private messages, I can see through your bullshit.<br />
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Im friends with tons of gay guys and they would be more than welcome to harass you right back.Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5714211102904544138.post-71804313272432410422017-01-10T10:16:00.002-08:002017-01-10T10:16:44.352-08:00Job advice for Orphans<b><br /></b>
Just remember we don't have it as easy as others do. We gotta prepare and be ready to kick some ass. This is the second time Ive lost my job in NYC in two years. Each time its in the winter. I guess business gets slow and they cut people. Now I know to prepare for next winter. So I am writing this so you guys can prepare. If you have any other ideas feel free to comment below.<br />
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<b>1. Save up</b> - You can lose your job at anytime. And you can't move with family cus they are gone. So save up your money and always have a plan B.<br />
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<b>2. Have a plan B</b>- If you lose your job...have other means of income. Other small jobs you can do. Selling vintage clothes in your closet. Use what skills you are good at to make money. Don't just do this in am emergency but cultivate it all your life and make a career out of it. So when some stupid corporation fires you....you are invincible.<br />
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<b>3. Have several Resumes</b> - There have been times when I actually had to remove my college education from my resume to get a job. Its called being over qualified and it makes people think you are crazy that you would want to change your field or get a job just to earn money while working on your career from home. You can do whatever you want. Many people change their field. Psychology graduates become DJs and Architect graduates become fashion designers (Ex: Tom Ford).<br />
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<b>4. Be gender neutral on your resume</b> - I may have mentioned this before. But i have had to change my name on my resume to a more masculine variation of my name on my resume to get call backs. This is the world we live in. Like using Sam instead of Samantha in order to get a job dishwashing.<br />
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<b>5. Good luck with reporting sexual harassment</b> - The first time you report it to your employer they will do something about it. Any more times after that...you are screwed. I just got let go after reporting a coworker who kept following me to the bathroom. Crazy.<br />
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<b>6. If you do lost your job...file for unemployment</b> - Its not like we can move back in with our parents. So go a head and file. I once tried to do this before and it was denied by my former employer. Luckily I found a job before moving into my car.<br />
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<b>7. Work for the government </b>- You will be more likely be hired if you are female and they will take sexual harassment complaints a lot more seriously. I once worked for campus police writing parking tickets...it was the best job I ever had.<br />
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<br />Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5714211102904544138.post-72858069345679584792015-12-11T11:43:00.002-08:002015-12-11T11:43:38.626-08:00Orphan handbook Author UpdateWell. Here is what I did. I got rid of everything except a backpack of some clothes and essentials and took a paid vacation for a week to NYC. I bought my greyhound ticket a few months in advance and so it was cheaper. Under $200. And I went. I did get a hotel. I just spent the night in gay bars (they close at 4am) then slept on trains (they run 24 hours) and then when the sun rose...I slept in central park. I looked like just some college girl resting on a bench. I went to see what the city was like. I loved the idea of not having a car and so much convenience. I couldn't stay in Tulsa. Thats were my mom died and my aunt was supposed to be my guardian....well she isn't speaking to me now. She has never visited me at any of my apartments.
Either way I went back to Tulsa and I got rid of everything. I saved up a few months worth of money and put in my two weeks notice and again bought a greyhound bus ticket well in advance and this time it was one way. I took my laptop and phone and iPod and chargers. I didn't have a place to stay....just hung out at gay bars and slept in central park in the day time. I also ran around changing my phone in parks, applying for jobs, looking for a bathroom etc. I was homeless for a week and a half before a got a job as a dishwasher and then two days later got a roommate in Brooklyn. So there, that is how I moved to NYC in hopes of having a better life. My stupid aunt doesn't know where I am. My parent are dead. My brothers and sisters won't speak to me. And I am realizing how much my foster father sexually abused me until the age of seven.
I always knew I was more comfortable around gay men. I love them. But sadly the ones in NYC are assholes. A lot of them hate women. So much to where there are gay bars and there are lesbian bars....there are no mixed bars like in Tulsa. I thought that in New York City I could find not only more gay men but more open minds. Maybe find some love. Ya see, sex never felt good for me. Which is probably why no one would stay with me. They wanted a real women that could really do it. In Tulsa I gave up and ran off to the gay bars. I love gay men. I don't feel scared around them. I don't really like girls. I ended up meeting a lot of bisexuals but I still wasn't interested in sex. Eventually I realized that the rumors of my foster father sexually abusing me were true. I went to the doctors for a blood test to check my thyroid medicine and they always ask if I have had my female exam. I lied every time. It was my biggest fear. I went home and wondered why was I so scared. Then I thought about how whenever I was with a boyfriend it would take a long time for me to become comfortable enough to open my legs for him to do anything. And nothing felt good. Not even oral. It hurt. Even at gay bars when the straight guys would find me I would get so scared. Even if this was all in my head....after I graduated from college I got a strange message on myspace from someone claiming to be from my foster family. It could have been my foster father. If nothing happened then why is he messaging me. It could have been the foster mother....I don't know. But I remember she would never touch me. Even when it was time to be bathed...she would never touch me....i would just sit there in the water. That bitch knew what was going on and she didn't want anything to do with it.
I just moved to another apartment. I couldn't figure out why I would wake up wanting to throw up....turns out I can't even have a straight male roommate without having nightmares. Plus they don't seem to realize what sexual abuse means. I told him that I was sexually abused and I like gay guys....I feel more comfortable around them but yet he was crazy. He would sit at the train station and wait for me to walk by going to work...I would ask him what he was doing and he would say "oh I'm just stalking you". He wrote a song about he and would play it every night. I couldn't even go out to the kitchen with out him coming out to talk and wink at me. If I like gay guys it means a hate straight guys and they make me want to throw up. Leave me alone.
And the first day at work in NYC...the guy who trained me even asked if I needed a room...and he kept asking and asking and asking...finally I told the manager that i was leaving. They fired him but still there was a lack of respect for women there. They would hire untrained dishwashers and they would mixed chemicals and use too much soap...and we would run out of soap and I told the manager we were out of soap and they didn't do anything. I had to go out and buy soap from the corner store. Another time they asked me to go out and get some coriander seeds....I asked where to get them and they just told me to wander around manhattan for a shop that might have them. I looked for hours...I came back and put in my two weeks notice. I'm a dishwasher...not your bitch!
Either way. Now I have been trying to make friends at gay bars and maybe find a gay guy that could love me and he could still have his boyfriend. No such luck. Its sad. So for all you orphans that have a pussy that works...there is hope for you. Cus apparently....all that matters in a relationship is sex. I have posted several craigslist ad and even been on Grindr explaining my situation. Some get mad and tell me to go to some asexual dating site. No, i like gay guys! Why would someone get so made at me trying to find love? My foster father did whatever he wanted with me....I should be able to break the rules too!
Its been really tough. Not sure what is gonna happen. I did meet a really cute gay guy last week. We met up in manhattan and walked around bryant park and he held my hand. I thought did I finally find someone. But now he is going on dates every night with guys and doesn't want to hang out with me. Its heartbreaking. I know I will never have a husband....and now it seems I may never have a boyfriend. Who knows what will happen. I'm not sure what I am gonna do. Just giving you this update.Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5714211102904544138.post-17825283641877860892015-05-17T10:42:00.000-07:002015-05-17T10:42:37.333-07:00Raped at age sevenJust recently found out that the rumors of my foster father having sexually abused me are true. This is tough. Things I will have to deal with on my own. I love helping others but it seems when you have so much to deal with yourself that you can't really help others. Its sad when you are just a human being trying to make life better but people just say that you are crazy. Well what would you do in my shoes? Either way. I am just going to make big changes in life this year. Not sure what will happen but I hope all of you are doing fine. If things turn out fine I may post an update. Until then…I have become an extreme minimalist. Hopefully I will find open minds and love.Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5714211102904544138.post-83131816034891349812012-05-19T13:55:00.000-07:002012-05-19T13:56:37.804-07:00A Place for Orphans to meet FriendsNow you guys aren't gonna believe this. But I have found a place where I can go and it can become like a family. You can make friends, people look out for each other and you end up having some of the best times! Its not a church, its not a school but those both can be fun too!
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Its a bar or night club! Yes really. Especially for those female orphans.
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Now I don't drink but I recently started going to a local bar with a friend from high school. I just drink soda (which should be free) and tip about a dollar per drink to keep the bartenders happy. The bartenders will also look out for you and make sure no weird drunk guys bother you. After going there about once a week for a few weeks you people start to recognize you and you make friends. It becomes more like a family almost and you feel comfortable there. Like a second home.
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And some of the funnest things happen there and you meet the neatest people. Just last night I met a guy who lost his arm in the war and had a hook for an arm. The first night I went there was vomit in the bathroom. There was break dancing in the lobby last week. And since its a bar, you can be or say anything you want. People always ask me my name and where I am from. I could lie and say my name is Marilyn and I am from Las Vegas and just make up a bunch of shit.
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It reminds me of when I was in college I would wonder around the art building in my free time. I had gone there for about 5 years and I knew all the students and the teachers and I felt like I belonged and it was just a nice place to hang out.
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There are times when I go to the bar and its like "I love this! I wish I had tried this sooner"! Some bartenders are really friendly and will look out for you. Some are very flirty and will flirt for tips. But I think thats just what a female orphan needs eery now and then. Some nice attention but you know it ain't gonna get too serious.
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So there. I live in this town. The people are stupid, back-stabbing and heartless. But when I go to that club....I am welcome and I have friends and I love it! When I go there I honestly feel the happiest I have ever felt since my mom died. Its like a drug that doesn't cost much at all.
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This is what I have been looking for for you guys! A haven. A place to relax, fit in, and make friends. A place to have fun and feel normal. A place to spend the holidays, and partake in fun events!
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Every bar or club is different. Find one that you feel comfortable with. Go with a friend the first time. You don't have to drink. I just drink water or soda. Hang out at the bar and talk with you bartender. Some of them are the best people you will meet. Very friendly and kind. Almost like a low-budget therapist. And don't forget to tip. A family like this is priceless.
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Love you guys! So glad this blog has help you! Feel free to add The Orphan Handbook on Facebook. Stay strong and NEVER give up!Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5714211102904544138.post-46543152569460986072012-04-30T06:04:00.002-07:002012-04-30T06:05:27.341-07:00Orphans Need FriendsRecently I have found that obtaining friends is vital in an orphans life. People who have families take friends for granted and make them easily. Try to make friends this week. Go out to an event or something or call up an old friend from high school or something. An orphan needs friends.
Also...Yesterday was my moms Birthday! I wanted to be alone. I didn't want to talk about it! I wanted to do something to make her proud and have that be her present. So here I made a Facebook fan page for the Orphan Handbook.
Facebook can also kinda help is making friends. But no totally. I have had my fair share of "unfriending" on Facebook. So don't take things too personally and stay strong.
<a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Orphan-Handbook/371858622850789">Orphan Handbook on Facebook is here</a>Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5714211102904544138.post-45506677404104430302012-04-26T09:43:00.002-07:002012-04-26T09:43:42.744-07:00Dying dad that you never metTough times. Just found out that my dad who I have never met is in the hospital...they think he may not make it. Its a weird feeling. Some distant relatives who i barely know were nice enough to let me know. I feel sad and kinda happy. I kinda wish I could go see him but I know he probably doesn't want what. I hope he is relatively happy. I think he did what he wanted to do in life. Sometimes not really knowing someone is best...then you can think anything you want about them. Its when you really know someone for who they are is when you could really hate them. I wrote him a letter a few years ago. I dunno if he got it. It said that I forgive him and that he can talk to me anytime if he wants. I never heard back. I never expected him to welcome me with open arms...I know how men are. I hope to use this to help others who may be in similar situations.
Its tough. I cry. I wonder what my dead mom would think or say. What will things be like after he is gone? Will life somehow be easier? Will it be harder? Will it be the same? Will I feel relief? Will his ghost visit me? Will I be angry that I never got to meet him? Will I regret not visit him or trying harder to find him?
It sucks how few people understand us and what we go through. But I think it helps to blog when there are tough times. And let others know they are not alone.
Its stupid because I want to go to his funeral...not out of spite but because I may feel more complete and or normal and also I get to "meet" him.
I have been wanting to write more on here. I hope to more in the future. Stay strong and remember I think about you guys whenever I have hard times. I think "I can't give up...I must find an easier way of life for us so it will be easier for them". Remember to live your life in a way that would make your parents proud. And never let the closed minded normal people get you down. There is nothing wrong with you because you miss your parents or because life is more difficult for you. Just means you are normal really.Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5714211102904544138.post-57813795724847915802012-03-09T13:59:00.002-08:002012-03-09T14:04:07.428-08:00Advice for female orphans. Part 2Stay independent. I know when you are on your own you really want someone to take care of your etc. But you don't want to be trapped or taken advantage of. Even if you do get married always have a place you can go if things go bad. Like a friend or even a second apartment. <br /><br />Most normal women can always visit their parents. But you don't. The last thing you need is a boyfriend or husband threatening to throw you out. <br /><br />1. Always have your own apartment.<br /><br />2. Never move in with a guy. Stay independent.<br /><br />3. Earn your own money and save in case of emergency.<br /><br />Remember that you deserve better.Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5714211102904544138.post-27827154962208116292012-01-16T13:08:00.000-08:002012-01-16T13:25:28.286-08:00Advice for female orphans!Men now a days are crap. You can never depend on one to marry you and take care of you. No matter how well you treat them. It almost seems that because I am an orphan, men are even more reluctant to marry me. They my have even more pressure to take care of me or they may feel like they can treat me like shit since I have no dad to stick up for me and say" hey, marry my daughter!". <br /><br />Plus we deserve better than constantly living in fear...wondering what the future holds...will we get married? who will pay for the wedding? Is he cheating? etc. So I think we should take control. Become more independent and don't take certain things so seriously. <br /><br />If he isn't gonna save up to buy you an engagement ring...then start saving up for when he leaves you or you leave him. Start your own business. Earn your own money. And if he isn't thinking about marriage....who cares? You are earning your own money and can take care of your own ass! <br /><br />I know its not necessarily what we want but I think its what will work best. So many guys want to take the easy road...live with mom, not work, not do anything with their life, date a girl for years while keeping other girlfriends a secret and avoid marriage and commitment. Well, we female orphans got more balls.<br /><br />I'm already earning my own money on my etsy shop and saving up for a macbook air. And just saving in general. I hope to start designing clothes and have it become really successful. Of course we have all thought of how nice it would be to have a family and a caring hubby. Well, men just aren't that way. But now imagine if you had more money than you knew what to do with. You wouldn't need a man. No one would control you. Buy your own clothes, dress the way you want, go out with friends, no fear of being cheated on, no fear of divorce, no fear of being homeless, no fear of food stamps. YOu would be a princess. <br /><blockquote>“Some women choose to follow men, and some women choose to follow their dreams. If you're wondering which way to go, remember that your career will never wake up and tell you that it doesn't love you anymore.” ― Lady Gaga </blockquote><br />So if a guy isn't thinking like a real man...that is my plan.Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5714211102904544138.post-20915372868699160812011-12-05T08:33:00.000-08:002011-12-05T08:41:16.940-08:00Great Idea for Orphans!I just thought of this a while ago and I am not sure why I never thought of this before. But you know how it can be difficult when you have lost someone and you want to talk about them. I think it is fine to talk about your lost loved one. As often as you want. If they were still here it would be okay to talk about them. Why would it be wrong to talk about them if they have past away? Anyways. I find it very important to find friends and soul mates that understand what you are going through. And I thought of a great why for orphans to find others who may have lost a loved one. <br /><br />Visit a graveyard on Mother's Day or Father's day etc. It could even be your own Mother or Father's grave. I have never visited before on any of those days...but I think if you did you may have some company. At least you will feel like you aren't the only one who feels the sadness of that day. You may meet someone who has also lost a parent or someone who you can talk to about your loss. <br /><br />I think its ingenious.Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5714211102904544138.post-69815482324481390622011-12-05T08:25:00.000-08:002011-12-05T08:33:12.745-08:00Rule # 1 of being an orphan: Never give up!Rule # 1 of being an orphan: Never give up!<br /><br />Years ago I tried to find out where my mom's ashes were sprinkled. . I celled the funeral home. They said it was by this lake which didn't make sense since it was in the middle of a golf course. I called a few times to confirm this. I even got a faxed copy. A few years later I had my boyfriend drive up there on Mother's Day to visit the spot...and there was construction. Bulldozers, etc. It just didn't seem right. So I finally emailed them. I could direct my email to the cremation dept. A week past and no reply. Every time I got upset about a difficulty in life I would wish I could talk to my mom. I would wish I could visit her resting place. Then about two weeks later I got a reply to my email. It said that she wasn't north of the lake. She was in the north part of the cemetery by the lake. I was so happy. That made sense. The email even included details that confirmed that they actually knew what they were talking about this time. <br /><br />As an orphan I think it is really important to fight for what means the most to you. A lot may not understand or even care. But just do it and never give up. This will help you in your difficult life.Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5714211102904544138.post-84691316524813131822011-08-16T07:28:00.000-07:002011-08-16T07:42:49.188-07:00Remembering the pastOne thing I have noticed is it hurts when something reminds you of what you have lost. Like if a song plays and you aren't emotionally ready to deal with remembering. Its like being emotionally harassed.
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<br />So its just when we are reminded of our lost against our will that it hurts so much. But when we choose to reminisce it feels more healing and we feel more in control.
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<br />One of my last happy memories was of my mom and my sister visiting Spooky World in Berlin, Mass. It was on an old farm and I loved it so much! We stood in line for hours waiting for the hayride and listening to Tiny Tim. So now I want to surround myself with things that remind me of that time. I makes it feel like its the same life. It comforts me. I deserve to feel that way. I am not living in the past...I am linking the past with the present so I can move on.
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<br />Many people who have lost loved ones turn to drugs or even suicide. I find those things as a last resort. I will try everything else to cope before doing those things.
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<br />But listening to old songs...seeing pics of old McDonalds restaurants...pretending its always halloween....those things help me so much. Its makes life more exciting and peaceful. Halloween is my drug.
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<br />Find what comforts you and follow that. Old movies you used to watch, music helps alot, places, colors, food, smells, etc.
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<br />I have found the thing that hurts me the most is being reminded that I am different than a lot of people. I can't call my mom whenever I want to. So instead of forgeting my mom and the way things used to be...I will forget the "normal" people who take things for granted and I will remember the way things used to be and make the past become the present.
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<br />Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5714211102904544138.post-58794484895844158642011-03-31T14:38:00.000-07:002011-03-31T14:44:42.063-07:00Don't put up with peoples crapI finally tried to take a Greyhound bus to Philly. But the bus ride didn't go too well. And the bus misssed my transfer in St. Louis cus it was late and my relatives weren't too happy either. So I decided to go back home to Tulsa. I had grown very close to a friend there and he offered to drive my back to Tulsa from Philly. <br /><br />But based on all the things that have happened in the past. We really shouldn't have to take crap from people. If you boss is mean to you then do something. Get a new job or say something. Don't suffer. Don't wait hoping that people will change. This is your life. You deserve to enjoy it. <br /><br />If people are rude to you at a grocery store....go to different one. If you relatives won't accept you for who you are...then move on. Be yourself and forget them. <br /><br />When people are nice to you then you can try to trust them and love them. <br /><br />But most importantly just don't take peoples crap. Do what you want to do in life.Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5714211102904544138.post-16532705480569198682011-03-15T11:07:00.000-07:002011-03-15T11:10:59.488-07:00Donate to help JapanJust a reminder that recently there have been a massive earthquake and tsunami and a nuclear crisis. Don't forget to donate to Redcross.org to help.Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5714211102904544138.post-83315839852301253592011-02-16T11:12:00.000-08:002011-02-16T11:21:12.987-08:00My dog diedI'm sorry for the lack of updates. We had a snow storm and I got to stay at home with Vlad more than I ever have but he got sick at the same time. Then it seem to clear up over the weekend then it started again last Saturday. I took him to the vet on Monday morning cus he was still throwing up and weak and not eating. They gave me some speacial food and medicine to give him. I kept him in his kennel for the rest of the day while I went to work. I came home and he wouldn't eat the food. I was gonna call the vet in the morning. But then Vlad feel asleep and died next to me.<br /><br />I didn't realize it until hours later at 11:45pm. Then I tried calling some friends. <br />I couldn't believe he was gone. I thought he would atleast have a few more days. And I hate how I can't just bring him back. I hate how his body is there but his spirit is somewhere else. I hate how he left and I didn't even know it. <br /><br />Later we found out that he had a large hairball stuck in his stomach. He was always licking the carpet and eating hair. I stopped him a few times but he may have done that all day when I was at work...for two years. <br /><br />I keep wondering if I could have done something. I wish he were still here.<br /><br />I hate going home and it all feels so sad without him.<br /><br />I wonder when it won't hurt as much. <br /><br />Gone so fast. Never really got to say good bye.<br /><br />Why does it have to be this way?Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5714211102904544138.post-50293918696944256762011-01-28T14:51:00.000-08:002011-01-28T14:54:34.659-08:00Time to file your taxesJust a reminder that once you get your w2 you can get your taxes done. (USA orphans)<br />here is the post from last year to help you find a place to do your taxes:<br /><a href="http://orphanhandbook.blogspot.com/2010/01/tax-advice-for-orphans.html">http://orphanhandbook.blogspot.com/2010/01/tax-advice-for-orphans.html</a><br /><br />You should get your w2 forms by January 31st. By law they must mail them to you by January 31st or give them to you on that day. (this is US law).<br /><br />Stay warm.Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5714211102904544138.post-55687254040194912212010-12-23T11:08:00.000-08:002010-12-23T11:10:15.063-08:00Christmas is almost over!Just a few more days and we can leave our homes again. I plan on stocking up on some food and getting a few magazines and dvds to watch over the weekend.<br /><br />New Years shouldn't be too bad. Its not usually a family holiday and people tend to hang with their friends on new years. <br /><br />This one's been tuff but its almost over!Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5714211102904544138.post-54916185658278274652010-12-21T05:35:00.000-08:002010-12-21T05:37:43.433-08:00A Christmas treat for my OrphansFollow me on twitter: <a href="http://twitter.com/Chelsea11297">http://twitter.com/Chelsea11297</a><br /><br />Let me know you are following me and I will add you to my best buddy list.<br /><br />We need to stick together!Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5714211102904544138.post-44780014053329987572010-12-16T12:20:00.000-08:002010-12-16T12:26:58.450-08:00Staying busy during the HolidaysHey guys hope all of you are doing well. I'm posting some reminders and advice for the holidays.<br /><br />Say no to electric blankets! They are very dangerous. Nuff said.<br />Try wearing extra layers of clothes while sleeping and hang blankets over windows to keep out the cold. And turn the heater on once in a while. Better to spend a little money on utilities than to freezer or burn.<br /><br />Stay occupied. Its tuff. I had a friend that was supposed to visit on Thanksgiving. He is still MIA. I have been renting videos from the library.<br /><br />Also I bought some cheap posters to hang around the living room. The Dalai Lama says to surround yourself by happy images. So I got a few posters of my favorite cartoons. That cheers me up a bit. <br /><br />I'm also drawing a little. And tweeting on twitter. Its like having friends and its fun. <br /><br />Also listening to new music can help. Music that doesn't remind of of anything from the past. <br /><br />Just a few more weeks and it will all be back to normal for the most part.Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5714211102904544138.post-41109030390368895712010-12-16T12:13:00.000-08:002010-12-16T12:20:04.680-08:00TrustIs it hard to trust people if they change their opinions about you? If someone's nasty then warm to you, how do you feel about them? also, how easy is it to let ppl in?<br /><br />Everyone or every orphan is different. I tend to be a anti-social snot. I don't trust people. I think most people are fake. I have noticed a lot of people are mean and then nice. I am sometimes the same way but I act mean because I may be going through a hard time. But other people I have noticed act mean one day just to me and then ACT nice the next day. <br /><br />Go figure. I don't know what their problem is. <br /><br />As time goes by I am trusting less and less. I find myself realizing that people are just kinda fake and men are jerks most of the time. Its sad.<br /><br />But I always say that orphans need to look out for themselves. If people really cared and were trustable then I wouldn't have to save up money incase I get fired. But I have gotten fired without notice before even though my boss knew that I am on my own. <br /><br />Even friends can have their own agenda. I may hang out with my friends but people will always care more about what they want and themselves than others.<br /><br />I find it very hard to trust. I just try to look out for myself. All the people that I ever trusted are dead.Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5714211102904544138.post-67730464196465611062010-12-07T10:56:00.000-08:002010-12-07T11:01:00.526-08:00One Year Anniversary of the Orphan Handbook!Hey guys. I'm sure we have realize yet again how difficult the Holidays are. People with parents seem to just disappear. I had a friend say he was gonna visit me on Thanksgiving week and he never showed up. Other friends who used to text me are no where to be found. Even one of my bosses is home sick with her mom. Gosh I would love to be 50 years old and get to stay home sick with my mom. <br /><br />I hoping things we get easier in January. Just three weeks away. Untill then I will continue to enjoy movies from the library and home cooked meals with my dog. I'm still having panic attacks and chest pains at work. I hope things get better for all of us.Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5714211102904544138.post-52753822632435691742010-12-02T11:24:00.001-08:002010-12-02T11:25:17.642-08:00Orphan updateThanksgiving wasn't too bad. I stayed in a chilled.<br /><br />I plan on still taking it even more easy soon and renting more dvds from the library etc.Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5714211102904544138.post-58931122711835712052010-12-02T11:21:00.000-08:002010-12-02T11:23:59.598-08:00Light bulb Tips for OrphansOver Thanksgiving weekend I had a light bulb burn out. The old one was a 60 watt but all I had was 100 watt bulbs. So guess whay this little orphan didn't know? Can I use the 100 watt in place of the 60 watt?<br /><br />No. I texted a few friends and they are not interchangable. <br /><br />So 60 watt = 60 watt<br /><br />and <br /><br />100 watt = 100 watt<br /><br />Otherwise they may over heat, exploded....all that good stuff.Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5714211102904544138.post-9911920772456195592010-11-23T15:29:00.000-08:002010-11-23T15:35:35.627-08:00Thanksgiving for OrphansI've recently read in The Art of Happiness in a Troubled World that people are more likely to be happy when they are around other people. Like in a community. So if you do have friends to hang out with on Thanksgiving you should seriously consider hanging with them around the holidays. <br /><br />Remember one of the most dangerous times for driving is on Thanksgiving Day. (all those drunks out there). So stay in and stay safe. Also since we orphans don't have much of a family to buy presents and gifts for, take advantage of the opportunity and stay in on Black Friday. It will save you money and stress. <br /><br />Get a good book from the library to read if you have to stay at home alone over the holidays. Maybe watch some parades on tv or a movie. Stock up on food too so you don't have to go out. <br /><br />Also remember to enjoy yourself and take it easy. And think of things you are thankful for.Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5714211102904544138.post-45579432894433117032010-11-10T10:41:00.000-08:002010-11-10T10:45:35.351-08:00The Art of Happiness in a Troubled WorldI am currently reading <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0767920643?ie=UTF8&tag=theorphan-20&linkCode=as2&camp=1789&creative=9325&creativeASIN=0767920643">The Art of Happiness in a Troubled World</a><img src="http://www.assoc-amazon.com/e/ir?t=theorphan-20&l=as2&o=1&a=0767920643" width="1" height="1" border="0" alt="" style="border:none !important; margin:0px !important;" /> and I love it. <br /><br />In the begining it talks about how to need to be around others and it helps us be happy. I was just thinking of how I miss the community I had in college. Especially in the art building. It also talks about over coming prejudice etc. I haven't finished the book yet but so far it is great. And I totally reccomend it to my fellow orphans. <br /><center><br /><iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=theorphan-20&o=1&p=8&l=as1&asins=0767920643&fc1=000000&IS2=1<1=_blank&m=amazon&lc1=0000FF&bc1=000000&bg1=FFFFFF&f=ifr" style="width:120px;height:240px;" scrolling="no" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" frameborder="0"></iframe></center>Authorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13625529591756755950noreply@blogger.com0