sibling rivalry and ME ME ME.
today is sunday and i have fully recovered from the happenings of friday. i'm sure i am in the clear since my dad hasnt brought it up at all and he was the only one to suspect anything. boy, they are dumb. however, my mother is continuing to live vicariously through me. i pretty much only serve as her barbie doll. she gave me pretty neat flower studs from the early 70's. and '40s bracelet nana used to have. then she gave me this funny vintage benetton business suit from germany. it is wool and paisley-polkadotted. but efficiently warm and i like it. i think i will wear this instead of a burqa to Model U.N. and she gave me this sweater that is early sxties embroidered-borderline biddie. but it looks really good on me. and two black turtle necks even though i hate turtle necks. all these things she gave me were black and i was trying to steer clear of this, but i couldn't refuse, given my circumstances and complying with her makes her like me better because i'm thinner than her. also i had way better grades than karl and yet this was not recognized. in fact, comparing my grades to his makes me feel more confident that i will get into mcgill. i wish i were a "creative artist" so i could have an excuse for not working up to my potential and suck some jewgirl face instead.
okay. i am pretty sure it's the sarcasm and cynicism that makes me the not-favorite child. i'll get going on that. however as a last note, mom was pretty after she had me. it was the pregnancy with karl that ruined her figure. i am certain things will come around full circle.
okay. i am pretty sure it's the sarcasm and cynicism that makes me the not-favorite child. i'll get going on that. however as a last note, mom was pretty after she had me. it was the pregnancy with karl that ruined her figure. i am certain things will come around full circle.