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Originally posted by [info]kythryne at internet powers, activate!
Okay, people. I need you to take this viral, and fast.

We know someone in upstate New York who needs a good custody lawyer ASAP. I'm not at liberty to go into details publicly, but this woman is very afraid that her abusive boyfriend is going to get sole custody of her young child.  She's presently being represented by a court-assigned lawyer who doesn't seem to care about the case, and she has very few resources left at this point. Her next hearing is on Thursday.

If you know a good lawyer in New York State who might be willing to take this case for a low fee or pro bono, or at least offer her advice or support, please let me know. If you don't know anyone, please repost this far and wide. As a mother and an abuse survivor, it makes me absolutely sick to my stomach to contemplate a child being left in the hands of an abuser.

I can be reached at kythryne@gmail.com if you have any leads or want to help.

The internet can work miracles. Let's go.

Edit, Tuesday afternoon: Huge, huge thanks to everyone who has signal-boosted, offered resources, emailed me, and otherwise been willing to help. Our friend is overwhelmed by the kindness of strangers. Amy and I are driving over to New York tomorrow afternoon so we can provide support in person, and we are working on plans to help our friend and her daughter get back on their feet once the custody case is over.

(If you would be interested in donating an item or service to a fundraising auction in the near future, please let me know. Our friend is a talented artist and a wonderful mother to a beautiful little girl who deserves a safe home, and it wouldn't take much to make a huge difference in their lives.)
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 this is coming a tad late, and i've forgotten how to blog properly for some time already XD but suanne baited me into it, reminding me that i'll probably kick myself later for not taking things down along the way. So - I guess the following were some of the significant stuff that happened this year. 

twenty-ten = curious as it could possibly have been )
feeling:
hopeful hopeful
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so very obviously, i broke my own vow.

i suck.

but so many things have happened, in my defense. I have started watching Korean dramas, psycho-analysed characters of Korean dramas with dear aud into the wee hours of the morning, shifted the house back to the old house which is also in pasir ris (how novel!) and IS RIDICULOUSLY ENOUGH WITHOUT INTERNET ACCESS, screwed up my prelims, got appendicitis and had a (dodgy) doctor cut me open, gone to my orthodontist who took a look at the appendix cut and said, most comfortingly, 'why is it so large?! and why is it cut in the wrong direction?!, etc etc.

Not everything in that order, of course. oh yes, and in between, i have accomplished the usual, aka managing to slack off for hours on my com WITHOUT INTERNET ACCESS for hours, watching too much youtube when i do manage to get my hands on internet access, watching too much tv, so much so that i can now remember all the sequences for the goong advertisements (go me!). and of course i've gone out as little as possible.

i must start studying. i must start studying. i must start studying.

ARGH!!!

i'm not even going to start on uni applications, because that is just so depressing. and now i'm trying very hard not to newly obsess over something and actually get down to work (in case you're wondering, no, i haven't gotten down to work, which would explain why i'm still online).

well, at least i should count my blessings. now that we're back at the other house, i have aircon again at night :) arh, the luxury. and maybe it's a good thing that i don't have internet access yet, so maybe i'll get down to work, finally (i think i will be frightened into it by tomorrow's incoming prelim results). no, really.
feeling:
frustrated frustrated
listening:
girl anachronism - dresden dolls
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i know i didn't do well for the last cts - it was the worst i have ever done, in terms of grades. but i guess it sort of struck home with the progress report and mrs c actually spelling it out that my grades had dipped.

so tonight i played online, finished dt which made me feel as if it was closing a chapter of my life, a chapter which once had me and aud discussing dt while on a taxi home together from the end-of-years in sec two. funny how it has been a small, tiny constant all these four years. strange how i feel as if i'll miss it, quite a bit.

tomorrow morning, i'm going to study. and on this entry i swear i won't come online to play until the a levels are over. i ought to know what is at stake; it's about time i stopped daydreaming so much.

feeling:
contemplative contemplative
listening:
a certain romance - arctic monkeys
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...to cass claire. for those who have followed the dt all these years, it's been a fantastic ride.
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there are times when seriously, school does not feel worth it. i mean, i don't think it does very much for anyone's esteem when they're constantly reminded that by the way, we know you're rafflesian, but oh well you're not too smart a rafflesian.

the constructive thing i gained from waltzing in and out of the oxbridge talk was that i can not bother with trying. in any which case the teacher only addressed himself to humanities and science students. i mean you can understand where he is coming from, but sometimes i think the misery is just to yourself: like, why do you bother?

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school is mad, mad is school. i am actually quite upset that mrs kwan is leaving us; but i'm sure she has her reasons (and she does, very valid ones, at that). but even so. she's the first teacher whose leaving us has made me feel anything other than apathy. as much as that sounds terrible, but well. i'm sure others would agree. that's a teacher who makes rj worth your while.

and i like my new icon! it's from someone at the ouran community. :)

feeling:
ho-hum
listening:
i bet you look good on the dancefloor - arctic monkeys
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today i felt completely out of the loop and unable to communicate with anyone in class, partly because i had sincerely nothing to say (all i could think about was my hist s essay for rollason, OH MY GOODNESS ME WTH is HISTORICAL INEVITABILITY), and partly because no one had anything to say to me. well i am at least at my worst honest.

and i did something bad yesterday, i think: he asked me about something and i kind of snapped. but sincerely it is going nowhere, and if i had any guts i would say so out loud. honesty is not an issue here: i know it. and i have no time for this, i just did my worst in my short time in the cram house that is a junior college and i sincerely NEED a scholarship to get out of here for a breather (and just five minutes ago i received the sudden inspiration that hey, maybe i do want to do history seriously) and i have a piano exam lined up, for which i have just found out, to my utter horror, that no, actually, i can't sing. not really. neither can i hear, for that matter. am fully prepared to flunk aural.

there are times when i wish only me and my imaginary daydream world existed, because it sure as heck is the only thing that is keeping me smiling nowadays. that and my creative zen micro, except that it does not have natalie imbruglia's torn. and ouran high school host club, because it features evil twins that help patch the fredandgeorge withdrawal gaps, and so much more.
feeling:
crappy crappy
listening:
natalie imbruglia - torn (in my head, that is)
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what i remember are jens lehmann's slumped shoulders, and per mertesacker keeled over, with juergen klinsmann trying to hold him up.

the only thing that saved this miserable day was mrs v -

'... like an insipid, flaccid, nondescript, faceless, lacking-in-personality toad!'

and i'm sorry i snapped at her (not mrs v), but i'm still angry that she had to say, 'good', when i mentioned how the whole nation must be mourning.

feeling:
numb numb
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i really want to watch the germany-italy match, but if i screw up my sleeping pattern again (which is already falling apart at the seams), i just know the repercussions will be rather bad.

why oh why do i always fall sick so easily! ARGH.

in any case, please let borowski be able to gell well with ballack, please let him replace frings well, please let the inexperienced backline hold. Toer fuer Deutschland! *prays hard*

feeling:
in a nail-biting mood
listening:
beautiful ones - suede
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