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YAY! Whilst at my Dad's an event of Epic proportions took place: I was casually feeding Sara (who celebrated her six month b-day on Friday) and all of the sudden she reached up, grabed the bottle, and FED HERSELF FOR THE FIRST TIME EVER!!!!! *dances* It was very exciting.
But along with the good came the bad. I noticed that my step-sister Joanna (who recently turned twelve) was constantly trying to provoke me into a fight. At first I thought I was paranoid, but after a while it was starting to get to me. It was stuff like:
"Oh, Alex you should know that my Mom doesn't like people she doesn't trust holding the baby."
I just shruged it off and walked away.
"Didn't you know, my little sister only likes to have my Mom give her baths."
*slightly twitches, but ignores and doesn't reply*
"Alex, you should go first, it's more apporpriate for the family falire to pick her seat."
*Thinks, "OH, SHE DID NOT!!!" but takes a deep breath and pretends she didn't hear her.*
I asked Dad about it, and he said to just ignore her, that she was jealous. Oh yeah! I only get to see Sara oncle a month, twice if I'm lucky! My stepdad hates my guts, I can't keep decent grades, OR a decent relationship for that matter! Oh, yeah theres lots to be jealous for! But whatever, doesn't even matter. I didn't let it ruin the time I got to spend with Sara! ^^
Oh, yeah I saw my doctor this week, (my first non-pediatrician doctor visit, joy) and I was told two things. I needed to lay off the fast food, and I was not getting nearly enough sleep has I should, so from now on I am too be in bed at 9:30 every night. Boo that. I'll try but I guess their right. Mabye the area around my eyes turning a shade of brown was because of that... *sigh* Whatever. They also took blood to test to see if I'm anemic (lacking in blood cells, or something like that...I don't even remember exactly what it was). Oh, well. We'll see what happens.
Current Lyrics:
Give me a reason to believe
So give me all your poison
And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts
To make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will