Damn Knifes

On the 27th of December i was opening a present that eva had sent over. I was using a very small knife, the blade was no larger than an inch long, and it accidentally slipped. I cut myself and dismissed it. After a while the bleeding would surely cease. I took a shower, picked up some groceries, and cleaned the house however the cut continued to bleed. Freya came home from from work and told be i had to go to the hospital because it was deep, so i went. I was a little disappointed because Kathy, Adam, Jill, and Mierelle were coming over for a delicious turkey dinner. I missed the family gathering, however the hospital visit was very quick. I was in and out in less than two hours. They had to numb my finger which really hurt but after that i didn't feel a thing. I had a rubber ring on which was cutting off my circulation which was kind of uncomfortable. Anyway, i got 8 stitches and have to go see the hand surgeon on monday because i cut 75% of my tendon. Hopefully all will be well and heal without surgery. It sucks because I'm on antibiotics and couldn't drink last night to celebrate my birthday at midnight (Today is my birthday and I'm 23!!). I also cant drink on New Years Eve but oh well. Its probably for the best. Anyway, my new years resolution, at least of of them, is to start writing my blog again! Its shocking how much one forgets. We went and viewed the Hobbit 2 today. I liked it however the weather was pretty miserable. I seem to have a cold. :(
Happy 23rd Birthday to me!

Home Sweet Home

It has been far too long since i have last written. Let me catch you up on my life! I love Vienna but my time there had expired. I was sitting outside one day thinking about life, and I just felt that I needed to return home, so right then I called the airline to put a seat on hold for me incase i wanted to go throught with it and actually get on the plane. Well, needless to say, the women missunderstood me, as she had thought i wanted to book it. So that evening I got a confirmation email that everything had been charged to my card and I would be flying out the next morning on September 10th. This took me by surprise but sometimes ya just have to go with the flow, so thats just what I did. Eva brought me to the airport the next day, we said our goodbyes, and I jumped on the plane and flew home! One cannot describe the ffeling I felt when landing at Dulles. Two years of no english...I had missed America dearly!



Shortly after I had arrived, I got a job at Tutti Frutti Frozen Yorgurt. I liked it at first but now I fucking hate the place. 6 months have passed since my arrival and I am now taking a course at NOVA while working. It was a long winter but I managed to get through it alright. Making friends has prooven to be harder than it looks. Community college isnt the place to do it. I met a girl in my class who is very nice but she lives all the way out in woodbridge. No way im driving out their to hang out! You meet people at other places aswell but they just stick around for a little while.

In March we all went to the Florida Keys! Oh hw I loved it. That place truley is paradise. I will be retiring there!



The Boston Marathon Bombing happened at the begginging of the week. I hate hearing about such things. Its so depressing.

Summer is approaching and I cannot wait!

This is my life update.
More to come...I promise!!!

With Love, Sassi

The Master of Disaster

In europe, many people dont have driers, so after washing their clothes, they hang them up on a metal clothes rack that claps together when not in use. Several months ago, I had hung up a load of freshly washed towels. The room was filled with that lovley aroma of clean wash! I had decided to go out of the appartment with my mother and brother to spend some time in the outdoors. We locked the dogs up in the room containing our fresh clean wash, and left. Little did we know what master of disaster (jake the jack russel terrier) was up to! Apparently he enjoys spening his free time nipping at the clothes hanging from the drying rack. Now this can get quite annoying when he manages to pull one item down. It gets it all dirty but we usually just dust it off and its fine. Well, jake had something different in mind this time. Shitting under the clothes rack seemed like a perfect location to deficate! Mixing that with collapsing clothes rack...not a pretty picture. Needless to say, the lovley fresh sent of clean clothes was gone, and we had to wash the entire load again!

Never Again

Dont ever give you dog a pillow filled with feathers. Even if they look at you with those big innocent eyes...Dont give it to them.

Freyas billboard

Eva and I came the the conclusion that this looks like freya!! Hahaah. She doesnt agree!

Joysie and Jakers say "HI"

These are some if my favorit dog pics!

Sociopath

So Eva and I just picked up Joy from Gerasdorf. Its 12:00 at night, and we pull into a parking spot. I take Joy to go peet at a nearby patch of grass. At that same moment, Eva drops a wine bottle (That she and Gerd had bought...yes, im pretty sure that whole anti alchohol thing of her is a schmee; Lie! Im almost 90 percent sure she drinks with the old man. So anyway, a wine bottle falls on the floor and breaks. I start laughing because the people across the street stared at her in a funny way because Eva had jumped up in te air, and when fat people do that, its looks rather funny. She starts yelling at me at how Im a compleate retard and that im very stupid. Apparently she had just sevearly hurt her toe...broken it, and sliced open her leg, which was bleeding heavily. Funny thing is that I didnt see a drop of blood! She limped up the stairs to the appartment and runs to the bathroom because she had to sterilize it with alchohol peroxide, etc. I go to check on her 30 seconds after she had gone into the bathroom. To my suspicion, the door is locked! From the outside, just by twistig the knob, I was able to open the door and asked ''is everything ok?''. She had apparently just jumped in the shower and when she saw my face peeking in, opened the shower curtain to squirt me. I closed the door until it was a jar and asked her what her problem was through the tiney crack. She reponded by squirting me again and yelling at me. I thought I was just being nice. She gets out a few minutes later, buts on her vlothes, and tells us shes going to the hospital to see a surgeon! I quickly tell her that Ill come and accompany her. At that remark she yells ''NO YOU WONT''. Leon looks confused and askes her ''Why cant she go and help you''? She doesnt respong, limps to the door, and slams it! I run after her and about 2 seconds later I open the door. Well, apparently as soon as she had closed the door, she was able to walk normally again. I wasnt able to run after her because I didnt have my shoes on, and she was gone by then. She calls Leon 5 minutes later and yells at him for an unknown reason. I try calling her 10 seconds after she hung up, and as usual, she doesnt pick up my phone. Now, I have a little suspicion. I never ever saw one drop of blood on her, nor did I see a swollen toe. I know by the speed at which she ran away from the door that it was no big injury. Given the facts above, and the fact that she took a shower right befor hand, I would take a wild guess and say shes went to visit GERD! I find it fucking annoying that she refuses to answer her phone and tell us exacly whats up. Youd think if she went to the hospital, she wouldnt leave her family in the dark...right?! Im guessing shes not coming back tonight. Im seriously fucking tires of being lied at EVERY SINGLE DAY!!!!! Does she not see the negative psychological affects lying can have on peoples children! She of all people should have known this given that shes a psychotherapist. But no, this is all relativley unimportant to her. She doesnt give a damn about that! Pardon for the strong language but I an seriously fed up with this shit. Everytime I ignore it and forget that it ever happened, but this is one time to many. IM FUCKING PISSED OFF AT HER NOW! If she wants so badley to see Gerd, then just tell us. We would like to know when she comes home aswell! If shes at the hospital for the whole night, as she claims, then Leon and I will not be able to sleep all night worrying about how our mothers toe surgery is going. She doesnt care about anyone by herself sometimes! Im just really tired of being ''Verarsched '' by her, as they say in austria. In this scense it means
a combination of ''mocking anf making a fool of''...pretty much shes degrading our intelligence, thinking that we are so retarded as to really believe her stories.
Im sick of this shit. Ive given up any hope that she may infact change, because if anything, its gotten worse throughout the year. She has now shown her true self...the one Kearn always talked about which I thought did not exist. Well, I can now confirm 100 percent, that Eva is a Sociaopath!
Thats is all I have to say right now. Its 1:05. Im going to bed...and NO, shes not home yet!

Its not nice to leave your family in the dark..literally and figurativley!