Fine! i'll TELL you, already.
so, yeah. basically all that happened is more or less over now. yeah. what i thought was going to be just like my parent's divorce all over again between my sister and my mom, turned out to be nothing more than my sister being irresponsible and my mom being insane concluding to my sister now lives in midtown. and i still live here with me mumz.
last tuesday was the pinacle, i guess. when EVERYTHING happened. well, i moved my sister yesterday, but other than that, tuesday's when it all began. (i know i say tuesdays and thursdays are my favorite days because they're usually good, but usually doesn't mean all) anypants, that was the day i was at the climax of my post-girlmonth depression and i thought that my mom didn't love me like she should or would or whatever. wait, that was monday. then tuesday she appologized and said she really loved me, she was just tired of being walked allover like my dad, sister, and brother had all done and that i was doing to some extent. but, haha no more, thanks to me new job. but clams, back to the story. apparently she hadn't slept in a while cuz she'd gone on a rampage of somesort while i was sleeping sometime early last week. and done all this crazy stuff (even some stuff i didn't know about till my sister told me yesterday like pack a suitcase full of my sister's shoes, underwear, and dvds. talk about psycho) yeah... then my mom paid me to drive her around midtown to look for my sister's car (which she was neither paying payments [she co-signed with my mom or something so my mom was ending up paying for it] nor insurance, and therefore was no longer insured and therefore driving illegally) and we found it at my sister's friend's house and my mom drove it to a shop so the brakes could get fixed and then we went grocerie shopping for the first time in ages. and then went home. and that was the height of it. now, they're not really speaking to each other.
because i told my mom where her friend's house was and i drove her around and stuff, i felt much like the "enemy" or whatever, picture, if you've seen it, the movie "almost famous" with kate hudson. it was kinda like that, only my sister's 22 and i'm not 10. and now i'm just going in circles.
yup. that's what i've been saving up for. seemed like more when i was going over it in my head. but whatever. if i remember anything, i'll just tell it later.
i'm glad i got that out. yay! now i'm gonna go read my 3rd and final (no, i'm not going to read The Tempest. i'm just gonna read its sparknotes) summer reading book, "The Mayor of Casterbridge" by Thomas Hardy. (I've already read "Things Fall Apart" by Chinua Achebe and "The Stranger" by Albert Camus.)
but yeah. i start working at bruster's today. if you're in town and read this i think before 8ish, STOP BY! hehe.. yippee!
last tuesday was the pinacle, i guess. when EVERYTHING happened. well, i moved my sister yesterday, but other than that, tuesday's when it all began. (i know i say tuesdays and thursdays are my favorite days because they're usually good, but usually doesn't mean all) anypants, that was the day i was at the climax of my post-girlmonth depression and i thought that my mom didn't love me like she should or would or whatever. wait, that was monday. then tuesday she appologized and said she really loved me, she was just tired of being walked allover like my dad, sister, and brother had all done and that i was doing to some extent. but, haha no more, thanks to me new job. but clams, back to the story. apparently she hadn't slept in a while cuz she'd gone on a rampage of somesort while i was sleeping sometime early last week. and done all this crazy stuff (even some stuff i didn't know about till my sister told me yesterday like pack a suitcase full of my sister's shoes, underwear, and dvds. talk about psycho) yeah... then my mom paid me to drive her around midtown to look for my sister's car (which she was neither paying payments [she co-signed with my mom or something so my mom was ending up paying for it] nor insurance, and therefore was no longer insured and therefore driving illegally) and we found it at my sister's friend's house and my mom drove it to a shop so the brakes could get fixed and then we went grocerie shopping for the first time in ages. and then went home. and that was the height of it. now, they're not really speaking to each other.
because i told my mom where her friend's house was and i drove her around and stuff, i felt much like the "enemy" or whatever, picture, if you've seen it, the movie "almost famous" with kate hudson. it was kinda like that, only my sister's 22 and i'm not 10. and now i'm just going in circles.
yup. that's what i've been saving up for. seemed like more when i was going over it in my head. but whatever. if i remember anything, i'll just tell it later.
i'm glad i got that out. yay! now i'm gonna go read my 3rd and final (no, i'm not going to read The Tempest. i'm just gonna read its sparknotes) summer reading book, "The Mayor of Casterbridge" by Thomas Hardy. (I've already read "Things Fall Apart" by Chinua Achebe and "The Stranger" by Albert Camus.)
but yeah. i start working at bruster's today. if you're in town and read this i think before 8ish, STOP BY! hehe.. yippee!