Things are different than you think, sometimes.
Tonight I went to dinner for my step-sister's graduation.
It was strange because there was all of her family including her dad's family, who I have never really met before. I felt awkward being there.
After everyone ate, a lot of people got up to say things about her, and wish her good luck in collage and whatnot. She is going away to North Carolina, which is very far away.
Anyway, I got up randomly and decided to say a few words. While I was standing up, all of those people were staring at me and I felt funny, like I didn't belong. I didn't know half of those people. But I started talking. I just kind of focused on Angela, and forgot all those other people were there.
I told her how much I really loved her, and how much I will miss her once she is gone. Then I started to cry, and I wasn't expecting it. I guess I realized that I really will miss her.
I realized that I don't hate her like I have said that I do these past 7 years. I really do love her. Crying was not something I was planning on doing tonight. I have been looking forward to this day for the past 4 years, and now that it's here... I cried.
I don't understand times like this. I dont know what to do, or what to say. So I just wrote it all in here. I am going to have to go sit in my room and think about what is happening. My "evil step sister" is leaving, and I cried. I didn't celebrate, i cried.
Tonight has made me realize that when people are close to you, and you spend alot of your life with them, even if they are the meanest people in the world to you, you will still miss them if they leave.
You get used to having them there. You get used to hearing their rap music through the floor in your bedroom. You get used to hearing them yell at their brother, and the smell of all the beef-jerky they are always eating. The way that their parents spoil them doesn't even matter, and all the mean things they have said throughout the years don't exist.
And after they leave and you don't see them sitting on the couch watching TRL, and you don't hear the rap music through your bedroom floor anymore, it isn't the same. And you miss them.
This hasn't all set in yet. I am still excited about getting her room, but I know that after she leaves, I will miss all the annoying things she did. And I will remember all the things that our family has done, and all the places we have gone with her. And I will miss the person I always thought I hated.
It was strange because there was all of her family including her dad's family, who I have never really met before. I felt awkward being there.
After everyone ate, a lot of people got up to say things about her, and wish her good luck in collage and whatnot. She is going away to North Carolina, which is very far away.
Anyway, I got up randomly and decided to say a few words. While I was standing up, all of those people were staring at me and I felt funny, like I didn't belong. I didn't know half of those people. But I started talking. I just kind of focused on Angela, and forgot all those other people were there.
I told her how much I really loved her, and how much I will miss her once she is gone. Then I started to cry, and I wasn't expecting it. I guess I realized that I really will miss her.
I realized that I don't hate her like I have said that I do these past 7 years. I really do love her. Crying was not something I was planning on doing tonight. I have been looking forward to this day for the past 4 years, and now that it's here... I cried.
I don't understand times like this. I dont know what to do, or what to say. So I just wrote it all in here. I am going to have to go sit in my room and think about what is happening. My "evil step sister" is leaving, and I cried. I didn't celebrate, i cried.
Tonight has made me realize that when people are close to you, and you spend alot of your life with them, even if they are the meanest people in the world to you, you will still miss them if they leave.
You get used to having them there. You get used to hearing their rap music through the floor in your bedroom. You get used to hearing them yell at their brother, and the smell of all the beef-jerky they are always eating. The way that their parents spoil them doesn't even matter, and all the mean things they have said throughout the years don't exist.
And after they leave and you don't see them sitting on the couch watching TRL, and you don't hear the rap music through your bedroom floor anymore, it isn't the same. And you miss them.
This hasn't all set in yet. I am still excited about getting her room, but I know that after she leaves, I will miss all the annoying things she did. And I will remember all the things that our family has done, and all the places we have gone with her. And I will miss the person I always thought I hated.