Oct 19, 2010 05:02
Ugh. The party was a fucking disaster. Somehow the entire fucking family knows what's going on with me and Michael and every other fucking question was, "So why aren't you living at home, Michael? Why aren't you back in school yet, Holly?", and Michael wasn't doing very much to help. Every time someone brought it up he used the opportunity to slander my mom, to the point where my cousin Josh (who I've never liked for a variety of reasons that are irrelevant to this post), actually called my mom a bitch. In front of me and Michael. In front of his mom. In front of our Oma, my mom's mom. He called his aunt, who he barely knows, a bitch, because of the rude and untrue and incomplete stories that Michael was telling about her. I wanted to be like, "Um, actually, Michael's only telling half the story", but I think they gathered that from the fact that he hesitated when they started asking why my dad wouldn't take him, either (many of them then turned to me and said, "But you're still living with your dad, right?". So they obviously know that something isn't right). Despite Josh being an obnoxious braggart, and my aunt Ginger being an unsubtle bitch, it was actually really nice to see Valerie and her kids again (as she hasn't been to any of the Christmas parties in about five years because of, you guessed it, drama that my mom caused). Tyler's fifteen now - it's so strange.. I remember so vividly babysitting him when he was like, five.. and the last time I saw Sam and Jenna, Sam was like, four, and Jenna was just a baby.
I'm also reading this really interesting book right now called 'The Botticelli Secret' by Marina Fiorato. It's based on a theory that a famous historian came up with a couple of years ago surrounding La Primavera, a famous painting by the Italian artist Sandro Botticelli. The theory states that La Primavera is a secret painted in code that could be deciphered only by those who knew about it. It's just really, really interested, and the theory has yet to be debunked by skeptical historians around the world.
Holy shit. I feel so sick. I got this really weird rush of hormones and then I started feeling sick. loool, I have a fucking cold, too. Wonderful! A cold, and feeling pukey, three weeks after I get over strep throat. Yay. I have to go lay down. Ugh, what I wouldn't give to be able to go lay in his arms.
mom,
family,
drama,
annoyed,
sick,
michael,
brandon,
puke