Aug 14, 2007 20:02
Over the last year or so I have slowly started to realize that I am becoming my mother.
In some cases, this is great! My mom's smart, capable, funny, and introspective. She's also occasionally self-center, chronically late, and sometimes, for lack of a better term, a bitch. So you see we have a dilemma.
Here's hoping for the best!
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There have been several people I have wanted to beat the shit out of, mostly people who give my sister shit. One time, while my sister was mysteriously drunk in the middle of the day, these guys threw her in the river, and stole her backpack that had her brand new mp3 player, her cell phone, and all of her birthday money. I'm convinced that if I had somehow gotten a hold of them, the only reason I wouldn't have started something with them would have been because my dad would have started it before I could've and I would have had to call 911. (That was our plan, actually, if we, by chance, ran into them, he would "talk to them" and I would get the police there.) It was a very bad day, even though there was no throw down. I felt the worst for my sister: she was wet, angry, hurt, and drunk. She didn't want my dad to find her because she was drunk but she wanted to go home because she was wet and dirty and hurt and hungry, so she just sort of ran away (again). The police found her around 10 or 11 that night, and she got so worked up that she had an asthma attack and they had to call the paramedics and take her the emergency room. The next day she had a court hearing for a few MIP's she had, and was put on probation and banned from downtown. All in all, and very gruesome 24 hours for everyone!
The point: this made Emily very bitchy!
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