Melodramatic, me? Never ;)

Hi

Yeah, she's a bad blogger, but in fairness it is really hard to find free internet in Russia :P

So here's a recap for her angels :)



Youth Hostel, Moscow. This is where she sleeps :D




Moscow Metro. Her main source of transport.




Moscow Cathedral. This is where her and Nicolas (French boy she met at the hostel) drink vodka until they can't see straight. When in Rome...:D




Red Square, Moscow. Where she walks until her feet bleed O_O




Didn't believe her, did yah? :P




Russia at Night. Who needs Paris?

So, story time my dear readers :)

The parental unit started world war 3 last Saturday night. Their fights are quite common occurrences but this one got out of hand. Mother threatening suicide, Father threatening to call the police, doors slamming, glass breaking and her, hiding like a coward upstairs. A few hours later, cousin J called and told me he had an extra ticket to Russia since a friend backed out and would my parents let me tag along instead.

Needles to say, she loves cousin J. :)

Things were still tense at home, so instead of risking a backlash from her parents, she just kind of stole her passport and left. Without them knowing. Yeah, not very responsible Evelyn.

Thing is though, she and J have emailed home a couple of times to the younger cousins and none of them have mentioned her disappearance. They didn't even know she was with J until she told them.

So that means either her parents haven't noticed her gone, or their letting their pride get in the way and instead are keeping up appearances.

Both are quite likely.

Love,
Evelyn

Mayakovskaya Metro, Moscow.

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For My Girls

169

There was a binge.
Chips(fries), bread, egg fried rice and curry sauce.

She made it two days without eating anything, managing to get get down to 166. She was aiming for a third day of only liquids, unfortunately the universe has a sick sense of humour and her parents ordered take-out. She already lost the battle before it began.

So no food until Monday, only liquids.

In other news, nagging about her junior cert has already started. She has two months before going back to school and the whole 'you-better-do-well-because-if-you-don't-you-are-not-our-daughter' speech has already been mentioned twice in the past three days. She has to stop herself from saying 'who would want to be your daughter?'. It would only cause more trouble and she already had enough to deal with.

Random thought: eurovision is insane, but very entertaining.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hco0bR_mfzo&feature=related

p.s.
She has a habit of calling people sweetheart or darlin, something to due with growing up watching too many westerns. And thank you very much for the support and nice comments, it means the worlds to her to know that someone's reading this blog and going through similar stuff :D

168

Honest to god, she couldn't deal with this.

No fifteen year old should have to witness their father drink so much that he can't stand up by himself. No fifteen year old should have to listen to her mother threatening to commit suicide.

It seemed every time she ate, something bad happened.

The solution?

Don't eat.