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So............... I was supposed to go to portland/vancouver tomorrow. I wanted to go and see all my friends and all especially Jonathan. So i called today and at first my sister thought she couldn't come and get me so i was crushed and all that good stuff. Then all the sudden she could. I was supposed to go to a concert on the eighth too, with AFI and Rancid. So I piss her off by getting mad because she promised she was going to take me to Woodland and to get a tattoo and to the casino. so being the idiot she is she quit her job when she was going to get fired and didn't consider maybe getting unemployment. She hung up on me twice called me an ungreatful brat and said i should be happy for what i was getting. Then I thought about it. If I went over there, it would be a 5 hour drive with my bitchy sister. I would just sit around there till the concert day which would be like three days later. We would both be broke, she would have her psyco mood swings and then there would be the 5 hour ride back. I'm on fucking anti-depressents so i dont feel like shit but she always puts me in the same place, where i hate everything, she has no idea whats gong on with me. Anyways i called and told her not to pick me up, and i feel like shit for it. I love her and all and AFI would be cool to see live but its not worth it. It was a damn hard decision and i hope it was the right one. God, i feel like a giant asshole.