When everythign you know and love is gone, what are you used to?

I guess I could run through the old cliche' "You don't know what you've got till it's gone.." But..

Well I don't know when the last time i updated was, but I'm in Iowa right now. I'll be moving to Illinois (Hopefully rural gladstone) and going to pudunk dunk school out in hay hell. Before leaving I quess i didn't really realize what was going down eccept the occasional burst of tears. I spent most of my time hanging with my buddy stephen, and even spent some good quality time with caryn. I also went to Stephanies 1st annual topless whirly girl party. Devin came from Griffin and helped load the truck (for money, along with Stephen, Tyler, His friends Chris Asa..and some other guys i din't know.)Also I saw Marti and it wasn't so bad. I worry about what she thiks of me a lot though. I didn't get to see sarah much before i left. So anyways..
I rode with Libby (and her pipe)up here to Burlington where we stayed that night at a fancy shmancy hotel. In the morning (ulg..) We went to our new temporary settlement shelter, a cute little apartment duplex that pays weekly (pre furniturized.) So mom started her new job while i stayed home and made grampa breakfast and sang around the house to Fiest and Josie and the Pussycats. We finally unloaded the truck into a storage area about a week and a half later (several days ago.)The guys that helped us were really hot. I ALSO got registered for my new school, West Central. West Central is for several country towns in that area including but not limited to: Gladstone, Okwaka, Biggsville, Gulfport, and Speee..eh something. I also went to the gladstone fair. I went on "The Hustler" a hundred times and met about 50 pot smoking 10 year olds.
That's where we get to two days ago.. *sigh* I woke up and mom was really mad because I lost my cellphone, and grampa was peeinging on the floor and trying to eat phonebooks and being a bastard. So I was on the computer and I GOT OFF to go look for my cellphone and on my way to the other room mum stops me to tell me to pick something up so I walked over to go do it and she got all close to me and and started screaming and she pushed me into the stove and started yelling and screaming and she was pushing my back into like a 90o angle over the stove sayign i had given her an ugly look. She kept raising her hand at me and when i said i didn't give her a bad look she started smaking me and pushing and hitting my cheast. I finally slipped out underneath her and we stared screaming real ugly and she came over and pushed me. I ran upstairs. I later appologized, and she.. (half heartedly) did too. then we went driving.
When we got back grampa was acting even weirder complaining about his and and acting uncoordinated and discobobulated. So mom called the paramedics and they came and the two of them left. I called Drake and we talked for awile, and i started to go to sleep. Right as I hit sleepmum comes home and says grampa was airlifted to Iowa City because the CAT scan showed that he had blood around his brain. Yeah. kay we went to Iowa city and were at the hospital til 7:00 the next day. fun.
Then, (the next dy after all that) We got o the hospital again from about 1:00pm to 5:00pm. then we went shoping and mom spent like 400$ dollars on me (Trying to buy my love much?) at tis expensive womens store (Express) then we went and got my hair thinned and styled. We came home, singing rich sad song with me quitely crying to the music. This moring I was woken up at 6:00 to go to my orientation at my new school. I showed up two hours early and I didn't know a soul. I listened to the teachers but it was really hard for me, even though i registered AND signed up for orientation.. I recieved none of the standard items or information. No name tag, no scedule, no group, no locker, no nothing. So I tagged along the green group (mainly preppy red tee farm girls with way to much eyeliner, and way too much fake tan) and asked questions to the teacher. I few guys cought my eye: Balm boy with braces and a jimi hendrix tee shit with georgeous eyes and sexy deep deep voice, and an accentric dark haired scrawny boy who was tall and double jointed in his shoulder (wtf?). The day was almost over and I was feelign pretty bass hearted and lonely when a chubby (not fat) blond, curly haired girl in a grey teeshirt came up to me and said "Hi, my names Kattie, this is my friend so--and-so, whats your name? Oh. Did you go to Southern? Oh, no? Where are you from? That's so cool! you want to walk with me?" Right then, she was my goddess. She introduced me to all her friends and warned me of the gastly preppys and there gangs and torn limbs. she named off everone in the rooma nd explained the difference between southern and union kids (Civil war a little?!?) at the end I felt more comfortable comign to a new place, even though it's an hour and a half bus ride :-/) yep, so i rode that bus ride to Golfport and Dora (mums real estate agent) drove me back to arrowhead. where im tellign you this wonderful story. I hope things get more normal.
oh yeah, Connie is coming to see me soon, and sarah is coming sometime. :)))))) YAY!CONNAY!!

"I wish you well
I wish you weeeeelll
I wish myselllllff..
All of thee above!"

songs fr the thought: Greenday "Time of your Life", Red Hot Chilli Peppers "Scar Tissue"