So, my baby sister is coming to spend the night @ our house for part of her birthday present. I was excited about that fact... up until the point of yesterday.
Yesterday was her birthday. I spent an hour decorating part my mom's house, and cleaning. When my baby sister walked in she walked past the decorations with out a second glance and didn't give two shits. I pointed it out and she was like "I know it's there. I asked you to do it."
.....WOW.....
She opened her presents from Jimmy and I. She threw the barbie clothes to the side w/o a glance. Looked at the barbie and was like "You know something. I don't think I really like this barbie," and tossed it on the floor. She opened the baby doll and demanded, "Aww man...does this thing even talk?!"
Needless to say, my heart was crushed. We could've gotten her fucking nothing, because we couldnt afford otherwise. So I was stomped on by a 5 year old, and very discouraged on having children, and I LOVE children. She was rude, loud, obnoxious, mean...and my parents didnt do a damn thing. Now I have this bitch of a sister coming to spend the night 2 my house and I dont even want her to anymore.
So in order to make myself happy, I shall incorporate a couple pictures that make me smile.
The tatoo I gave to Mark in Tally.
Mr. S, Lisa, (myself), and Allison (Mark). The most awsome road trip ever!
and something form my photography.