My Loving Sister
This is what my sister put on someone's myspace page about the NYC trip:
"Eh, NYC wasn't really all that I thought it would be. But, that could have a lot to do with the fact that we went with my sister, and she pretty much ruined the whole trip for us. If I ever go back up there, I'm going with someone who actually enjoys life!"
How is it that because I don't drink and don't find bars fun, I am automatically seen as not enjoying life? Do I have to get fucked up to have a good time? No, I know I don't because I always have fun and I haven't had anything to drink in 3 years. I already don't have any kind of relationship with my mother, so now my sister? I fucking hate when people talk about you behind your back. There's always a way for that person to find out. Always.
She continued that comment to her friend saying she had a good time on New Year's because she spent it in the bathroom puking up champagne. No lie. Is this what people have to do to enjoy life? What am I doing wrong then?
"Eh, NYC wasn't really all that I thought it would be. But, that could have a lot to do with the fact that we went with my sister, and she pretty much ruined the whole trip for us. If I ever go back up there, I'm going with someone who actually enjoys life!"
How is it that because I don't drink and don't find bars fun, I am automatically seen as not enjoying life? Do I have to get fucked up to have a good time? No, I know I don't because I always have fun and I haven't had anything to drink in 3 years. I already don't have any kind of relationship with my mother, so now my sister? I fucking hate when people talk about you behind your back. There's always a way for that person to find out. Always.
She continued that comment to her friend saying she had a good time on New Year's because she spent it in the bathroom puking up champagne. No lie. Is this what people have to do to enjoy life? What am I doing wrong then?