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Pretty much all of last week I was in Roanoke with my family grieving for my grandfather.
Good things and bad things. A good thing was that the boy took off from work and came with me. I was really happy to have him there. He is so supportive and wonderful! <3
Bad? Aside from the funeral itself, as in. Got into a stupid fight with Ali. It's horrible! She/we can't even keep it together for a funeral? It still has to be all about her? Amazing in a bad way. Just amazing. Here's what happened. She begged me to stay with her in her hotel room when we went down. I said that for one, I couldn't afford a hotel room. And two, I WANTED to stay with Grandma because I wanted to be there for her, and also that's where everyone would be gathering. Plus - tons of food. Mmmm :) But she said she wanted a hotel room so that she could get away from it all when she needed to. And she said she wanted me to stay with her, and that she would pay for the hotel room. She said she'd make sure to get a room with 2 beds (because our boys were coming) so I finally said ok. Well. Firstly, she and her boy Dave drove down with us. It was hard. It made the drive very long. Plus, she really gets on Soca's nerves, (I've decided to nickname my boy Soca) so I had to work to keep the peace. I had to do that from Wed on and by Friday I just couldn't any more.
Thursday night she had gone out drinking all night and called me and Soca at 1:30 am to pick her up from the bar - which was 30 minutes away! Obviously we had been sleeping, but we went and picked her up anyways. Friday morning Soca and I went out hiking with the family and left Ali and her boy sleeping in the hotel room because they didn't want to go/hung over. Soca and I returned around 3:30 pm to take a nap, shower, and then go out to eat dinner. Ali and Dave were STILL sleeping. Isn't that crazy? We tell her our plan, and she says she doesn't want us to nap because since they've been sleeping all day, she and Dave are really hungry. So Soca and I take a shower, which she complains was too long. Then she and Dave shower and get ready. We were supposed to be with the family for dinner at 5. We weren't planning on having dinner with them, but we still wanted to show up atleast by 6 for the wake which was at 6:30. Soca starts asking them to hurry up because it was already close to 5.
We finally make it out of the hotel room and go to eat. Which, by the way, Soca had been paying for ours and their food the whole time. And they had not payed for any gas at all. Ali whines to me that Soca was mean for rushing her. I said I didn't have any sympathy because she had been sleeping all day, she could have gotten ready earlier. I also said he wasn't mean about rushing her, we had a time schedule to stick to. So then she was fussy and bitchy with me too. Sat there, stared, frowned, grumpy ass. Whatever. I ignored it.
We finish eating and go to Grandmas house, where she tells on me to Dad that she's mad at me. What a baby. So he comes at me and I do not apologize. Definately not sorry. She continues to ignore me. And she ignores me at the wake, just sits and sulks. After being at the wake for maybe an hour she wants to leave. Umm, no? Still viewing, thank you. So she ditches with my cousin Em (her drinking buddy from the last night) and they all go to a ... bar. Clearly, she was grieving and came down to spend time with the family. You can tell by the way she stayedout late at a bar, stayed in the hotel room all day, went to the wake for an hour, and then went out to a bar again. But ok. Deal with it however you want to, right?
After the wake and spending time with Grandma, Soca and I are exhausted. But Ali and Em keep pestering us to come out to to the bar. I finally gave in and said one drink, 15 minutes and then we're going. We're leaving Gma's house now, so we'll be there in a little.
Ali says no, wait, don't come until I'm ready to go then.
I said no, if you want me to come, I'm coming now.
So she says if you leave the bar after one drink then how will I get back to the hotel?
Either leave with me or ride with Em. I'm not coming to pick you up in the middle of the night again, especially because the funeral is tomorrow morning.
So she says well if that's the way it is, I don't want you in my hotel room anymore.
So I hung up.
I told my dad, who wasn't on my side of course. But all I was letting him know was that Ali would need a ride from the hotel to the funeral and also a wake up call - because I would have nothing to do with her. And Soca and I found a hotel room and it was peaceful. Of course she ignored me at the funeral. And we're not talking now. I just can not believe how selfish she really is.
Also super behind in my school work now. *barf*
I'll update more later, gotta get to work. *le sigh!
Good things and bad things. A good thing was that the boy took off from work and came with me. I was really happy to have him there. He is so supportive and wonderful! <3
Bad? Aside from the funeral itself, as in. Got into a stupid fight with Ali. It's horrible! She/we can't even keep it together for a funeral? It still has to be all about her? Amazing in a bad way. Just amazing. Here's what happened. She begged me to stay with her in her hotel room when we went down. I said that for one, I couldn't afford a hotel room. And two, I WANTED to stay with Grandma because I wanted to be there for her, and also that's where everyone would be gathering. Plus - tons of food. Mmmm :) But she said she wanted a hotel room so that she could get away from it all when she needed to. And she said she wanted me to stay with her, and that she would pay for the hotel room. She said she'd make sure to get a room with 2 beds (because our boys were coming) so I finally said ok. Well. Firstly, she and her boy Dave drove down with us. It was hard. It made the drive very long. Plus, she really gets on Soca's nerves, (I've decided to nickname my boy Soca) so I had to work to keep the peace. I had to do that from Wed on and by Friday I just couldn't any more.
Thursday night she had gone out drinking all night and called me and Soca at 1:30 am to pick her up from the bar - which was 30 minutes away! Obviously we had been sleeping, but we went and picked her up anyways. Friday morning Soca and I went out hiking with the family and left Ali and her boy sleeping in the hotel room because they didn't want to go/hung over. Soca and I returned around 3:30 pm to take a nap, shower, and then go out to eat dinner. Ali and Dave were STILL sleeping. Isn't that crazy? We tell her our plan, and she says she doesn't want us to nap because since they've been sleeping all day, she and Dave are really hungry. So Soca and I take a shower, which she complains was too long. Then she and Dave shower and get ready. We were supposed to be with the family for dinner at 5. We weren't planning on having dinner with them, but we still wanted to show up atleast by 6 for the wake which was at 6:30. Soca starts asking them to hurry up because it was already close to 5.
We finally make it out of the hotel room and go to eat. Which, by the way, Soca had been paying for ours and their food the whole time. And they had not payed for any gas at all. Ali whines to me that Soca was mean for rushing her. I said I didn't have any sympathy because she had been sleeping all day, she could have gotten ready earlier. I also said he wasn't mean about rushing her, we had a time schedule to stick to. So then she was fussy and bitchy with me too. Sat there, stared, frowned, grumpy ass. Whatever. I ignored it.
We finish eating and go to Grandmas house, where she tells on me to Dad that she's mad at me. What a baby. So he comes at me and I do not apologize. Definately not sorry. She continues to ignore me. And she ignores me at the wake, just sits and sulks. After being at the wake for maybe an hour she wants to leave. Umm, no? Still viewing, thank you. So she ditches with my cousin Em (her drinking buddy from the last night) and they all go to a ... bar. Clearly, she was grieving and came down to spend time with the family. You can tell by the way she stayedout late at a bar, stayed in the hotel room all day, went to the wake for an hour, and then went out to a bar again. But ok. Deal with it however you want to, right?
After the wake and spending time with Grandma, Soca and I are exhausted. But Ali and Em keep pestering us to come out to to the bar. I finally gave in and said one drink, 15 minutes and then we're going. We're leaving Gma's house now, so we'll be there in a little.
Ali says no, wait, don't come until I'm ready to go then.
I said no, if you want me to come, I'm coming now.
So she says if you leave the bar after one drink then how will I get back to the hotel?
Either leave with me or ride with Em. I'm not coming to pick you up in the middle of the night again, especially because the funeral is tomorrow morning.
So she says well if that's the way it is, I don't want you in my hotel room anymore.
So I hung up.
I told my dad, who wasn't on my side of course. But all I was letting him know was that Ali would need a ride from the hotel to the funeral and also a wake up call - because I would have nothing to do with her. And Soca and I found a hotel room and it was peaceful. Of course she ignored me at the funeral. And we're not talking now. I just can not believe how selfish she really is.
Also super behind in my school work now. *barf*
I'll update more later, gotta get to work. *le sigh!