Good evening my dears!
It’s me again. Welcome back to another round of insanity in the Mad Mistress Mansion. Haha.
My blog design is kind of outdated, I think. I should move on to something new maybe.
Anyway, this post is mainly about my family. After spending yesterday’s evening at my grandma’s place for her 65th birthday I felt kind of sad and had some thoughts in my mind. Like… when I move away, I won’t see them as often anymore. Will they forgot about me?
So, here I’m going to talk about my family mainly.
First off, of course, there are my parents. I think I mentioned in a past post that I’ve always seen them as prince and princess, I don’t even know whether it’s on this blog or on the old one that went offline. Anyway, yeah. My mom is my best friend. I think that most girls can say that about their mother, unless they are in some serious shit since forever. I just can trust her with everything. She is a great person. She is very caring and if she was another person, this family would’ve been torn apart long ago.
My dad is a lot like me, that’s what people say at least. We often fight, about the tiniest things, too… I just don’t even know how we manage to. Of course, if it was really important, he would stand up for me. He always cared alot, but yeah… we fight a lot. There happened a lot of shits too, of course. I partially blame him for the situation I’m in now, too, but hey. He’s my dad.
Then let’s carry on with the nicer part of my family: My mother’s side.
My mom’s parents are great. Grandma is a caring and loving person (and she cooks aaawesome~), she is fun and pretty modern without being embarrassing, too. She is very interested in all the stuff I do, even the japanese shit. My.. great-cousins or whatever those two are are into it too, so she sometimes asks me about japanese artists and what a mango or what’s it called is. My grandma is awesome.
Grandpa is a child in mind. He’s a fun person, he always calls me “Mijn Jung”, which is pretty much “My boy” in lower German, and he calls me “Pucki”, what got a little story following it around. He is a very caring person, but he hides it very well. There isn’t much to say about him either. You just have to meet them.
My aunt is one of the prettiest persons I know. She is in her early thirties I think, but she looks like 20. On top of that, she is a very nice person, fun to be with, same with her husband. He’s the coolest. Rocker. Musician. Gamer. He’s perfect, haha.
I have two uncles. My uncle Udo is blind and handicapped. His mind is at the state of a 4 year old boy and he went blind because of the same disease I had three years ago. Time flies, I never realized it’s been 3 years already. Anyway… yeah. I love him. He is a great person. You have to learn to handle him, of course, but he is a great person anyway. He has a wide knowledge span because he listens to the radio all day, he just doesn’t know how to use it. (He’s the BOMB at Trivial Pursuit, though. You really can’t beat him.) When I was smaller I often was scared of him, or at least feel awkward. His eyes are different, one is a light teal, one is more… white. It’s pretty scary if you don’t know why. They also stare into different directions. His behaviour is special too… He is just special. A great person, but very special. I’d stand up for him any time.
My other uncle is a fun, relaxed person who likes to drink. (All of us like to have a good glass of some nice alcohol, actually.) He has serious problems with his back, but hey. Doesn’t stop him from tuning cars all day long. He does that alot with his three sons, my only cousins from the female family tree. Those three boys are Arno, Oliver and Gerrit. Arno must be around 20 by now, Oliver is a month younger than me (so 17 right now) and Gerrit is 12, I think. They are all pretty nice. Gerrit is a little focused on me and what I do, but that’s fine. I don’t see him too often. He often spends time with his friends when family visits are coming up.
That’s pretty much my mother’s family. Did I forget someone? No, I guess that’s all.
My father’s side is more… I don’t know. His parents don’t like my mother too much, they think she forced him into dogsports and all that. They think she isn’t the perfect wife either because she is working full time, too. And I’m just the daughter of that. I don’t really feel wanted there. They find something to be annoyed over everytime we meet them, sometimes they make stuff up just so they can call and complain in the end. For my 16th birthday I got a card with a “Best wishes for your XX birthday!”. The number, shown as “XX”, was cut out. Didn’t find a fitting one, what? When my grandma went on pension, the guy from the official thingy she had to go to asked her whether she had and grandchildren. She replied with: “2. Well, basically 3, but Lena is 15 already.” (I was 15 back then.) Things like that make you lose faith in them.
Apart from stuff like that, they are living the life of a weird old couple. Grandpa blames everything on Grandma, Grandma is cleaning the house all day and making everything so that Grandpa has it good and all that. Not that much to say about them.
My uncle Thomas is a cool person. He isn’t like his parents at all (My dad isn’t either). He sells mobile phones at a local electronic store and likes to party. He’s really laid back. Wish there were more people like him.
My aunt is a very.. weird person. She’s alot like grandma. Stays at home all day, taking care of the kids, doing the household, all that. Not much to say about her. Her husband is a cool guy. Fun to be with. You wouldn’t expect them to be married. Ever.
Mm, and then there are my two little cousins, Roman and Marvin. They are the little princes. They can have everything. They can do everything. They own the world. They have no manners and they don’t need them because they are the awesome sons of grandma’s daughter and not the daughter of that weird woman that bewitched her son and made him go weird. Yeah sure, grandma.
Well, yeah. You might notice I don’t like my dad’s family as much as my mom’s… Yeah.
That’s about it.
What else is new? I think I’m at a new downpoint right now. Today I felt like I’m so demotivated I’m already motivated again. I don’t know what this is, I don’t know how I feel. Don’t ask. I’m trying to get some shit rolling at the moment, but it’s all really slow. I’m scared of the future.
I want a Life Reset Button.