RARA!!! IM BACK!

ah, my beloved fans. sorry ive taken so long. allow me to enlighten you on life as i know it.
day 1: we got off the plane, brains dead, looking gross, feeling worse. we then travelled to our LITTLE rental place, where i took a shower and then went to sleep. that was after i was done crying my eyes out, wishing life was different. sniffle.
day 2: we started with school, and have been going every day since then. i saw the guys in my class and almost fainted with horror. no english guys, and many were, hairy. ew. yeah, and its an A.C.E school, which means i work on my own at my level, and i have to work really hard. boring. psh.
im gonna quit the day thing now. any how, school is getting better, i have to "friends". its wierd, i want new friends, but then i dont. life is really hard when youre a teen without friends, you know? so im trying. dont want to forget you guys though.
ok, so the cruddy little house we're renting. its falling down around us pracitcally. and it comes with this huge, slobbery, gross dog that we call simon (his name is simson, but thats afrikaans). as soon as i warm up to this beast, he slobbers all over me, which is really gross. its like "awwww.... arrrrhg!!!" ANY HOW... so like three days after we arrived, i was gonna take my morning shower before school, k? and i was just adjusting the shower head thing, when it came off the pipe it was on. i was like "oh crap, im breaking this lady's house!" ( but i put it back on, and then the shower worked fine.) so then that night, gordon takes a shower. and he came out of the bathroom wondering if we have any duct tape, coz the shower pipe was busted, and water was coming out of the sides, not the nozzle. needless to say, the bathroom was flooded. he never told me, however, the shower pipe thingy was broken. so guess what? i take a shower the next morning. and it was horrible. i had to manouver the shower nozzle thingy so that the water coming out of the sides would wet me, since none of the water was coming out of the (broken) nozzle. arg! i was like "what am i doing to this house???" then the owner of the house came over that sunday for lunch (sort of invited herself) and told us we werent supposed to use the shower. o thanks. after we're done breaking it and wondering what on earth we did wrong you finally tell us.
thats just the shower. the toilet has problems too. it like doesnt flush properly. (jess) im like yelling "FLUSH YOU STUPID TOILET!! DAAAAAAAARN IT ALL!" (never mind why i said jess, she should understand). i hate it.
ok, so then theres no dishwasher. so we three kids gather around the sink to wash dishes every night. its horrible. coz when i did it, there were no rubber gloves, to i had to sort through all the floaties in the water to find like, the last tiny teaspoon. and gordon would laugh at me.
then theres the stereo. the one piece of relatively new technology in the house. oh, oops, it doesnt funtction properly. WHAT IS WIIIIITH THIS? saith i. so when we do try to listen to music, its like a ten minute operation of pushing buttons, crying bitter tears and begging the stereo to work until it finally does. man.
of course, then theres the issue of me and morgy sharing a room. i wont go into the horrors of this, because morgy would never forgive me. needless to say, its horrible sometimes. other times, not so bad. like we got in a fight because i put my two chapsticks on "her table". then she went and put her bible on mine. (in case you havent noticed, morgy and i fight alot). then shemakes me feel like and ogre (and i am one) when i grump at her. but boy, when shes grumpy, i want to go sleep with simon, even if he does drool and stink. (btw, he slobbered on gordon the other day, right after he took a drink. gordon was peeved).
then, on monday, the gate opener of the gate to our house broke. so heres us, the entire miskin family, sitting by the gate for half an hour trying to get the gate open. then my dad went outside the gate (it opened enough for us to get through, not the car tho) to see what he could do, and it opened even less, so he was stuck OUTSIDE the gate (in his sweatpants and slippers). simon was drooling all over us. and we just sat there until we finally firgured out how to open it manually. chaotic, i tell you. i felt like a freak.
then yesterday, after my dad took us to school, he tried to unlock the door of the house, but the key broke in the lock. mom wasnt home, so he was locked out. the only other keys were inside the kitchen, right by the microwave (a long way from the window). so then my dad (MY DAD, OK!) had to go find a long pole so he could create with it and a piece of wire, a hook to get the keys. i dont want to know how long it took him to finally get them, but he did. and i think he was mad. really mad. if i was in that position, i would have started foaming at the mouth or something.
and the internet guys was supposed to come on thursday. but he didnt. so dad phones him and asked if he was going to come, but he was busy. so he told us he would come friday. yipee, i thought, internet finally! stupid me. friday rolls around, and he didnt show (again) "why didnt you come"said dad. "eeeh, i forgot" he replied, mystified at why dad would be mad. totally baffled.
then the cars we are borrowing. we have this old VW... nevermind what kind. its huge and its like 20 years old. and it sounds like a freakin semi going down the road. and the church where my dad does the english service... full of nice cars. and here we roar up in this HUGE piece. the entire family fits in the first two rows (there are three huge rows of seats). gordon morgy and i sit really comfortably in the front row alone, with a good amount of elbow room. its massive, gross and loud. then theres the tiny litte truck we're borrowing from my oupa. two seats in front, and it has one of those little cab things with a roof, so thats where morgy and i sit. in little lawn chairs. and they go flying across the width of the back when my mom turns sharply. i feel soooo dumb in that car. and we bought a second hand toyota condor, thats really nice. and it was supposed to arrive this week. but it didnt. i almost cried.

well, i made my life seem horrible i know. but its interesting. we put an offer in for a house, and i hope we get it. its a nice house. im having a pretty good time. but what means alot to me is that you guys remember me and think of me ( i hope). ive got this post lined up that i'll put up soon of stupid things ive said. so if you know any, email them to me, and i'll put them up. i hope this amused you, and reminded you to keep us in your prayers, and to think of me often.
miss you guys!