WoW's down. Extended maintenance, new patch, the whole nine yards. Yeah, I'm playing again...i need to get out of that habit.
So, for as long as I've known my sister, she's been a spoiled selfish brat, the kind of person who's always gotten exactly what she wanted when she wanted. If she didn't, she'd a throw a temper tantrum that would make any five year old jealous. The reason for this was because my parents pampered her. My sister's scheduled birthdate was supposed to be october 20th. She was born on october first, 20 days premature. The doctor's did not expect her to live, but she did. And because of this, because of this near miss experience with her way back when, this miracle of life, they've been over protective and it's created this monster of her that I hate to even look at, that I have absolutely no respect for. She's 21 years old, never had a job, never had any responsibility whatsoever, never does anything, and has no intentions of doing anything. She gets pets she doesn't pay for herself, my dad does all of that, and she reflects her own spoiled attitude onto them, and they destroy her room, tear up her carpet, eat all her wires, everything. Who pays to fix it all up again, do you think? That's right...my dad.
We had started talking again, recently, my sister and I. She would ask for my help in feeding the runt of her rabbit's litter, I would happily oblige. She would ask for my help in setting up something on her computer, I would rush over to help, of course, because that's what nice people do. Two days ago, she stopped talking to me. I did NOTHING. I was to make a point of this, as it's entirely true. I hadn't said anything rude to her, hadn't done anything bad, hadn't even said no when she asked me to buy her a new carpet. All I said was we'll see, because at that time, Derek had just bought our Wii and our funds could only extend so far after that. She just stopped talking to me, and still won't talk to me. She has a boyfriend, a lowlife with the same expectations as her, except he's submissive while she's a domineering psychobitch. Yepp, they're perfect for each other.
So, now that she has this other person in her life, she doesn't need me anymore, so what does she do? She shits all over me again, acts like I'm a piece of dirt to her, and won't even give me the respect of saying anything to me. Why, I ask you, why do people have to be like this?
I hate her, 110%. When this boyfriend of hers finally calls all of this shit off, walks away from her, breaks her heart and she comes looking to me, fuck that, I'm tired of this fucking run-around, her bullshit mind games. I'm tired of everytime something doesn't go her way, she has to parade around screaming about how nobody loves her. She's 21! Old enough to drink, old enough to smoke, old enough to grow the fuck up already.
Today's just been a bad day, I can not tell you how many times i've just started crying. That's what I do, I'm sensitive...we sensi's cry. Derek punched our mirror while we were arguing today...broke his knuckle...so my day off from work was spent listening to him tell me how much I don't care about him while setting up an appointment for the doctor...fun stuff, fun stuff. And our Wii is malfunctioning. The cursor thing shows up in the home menu, but never for any of the games. So while I can still play Super Smash Bros, Derek cannot play Mario Galaxy since the cursor won't pop up to let him select his save file. We've been troubleshooting it, called the company, everything...it's just ridiculous. All these upgrades in technology, and yet they can't even get them to work better than a corded controller...hmm.
He made a little nook for himself...
JACKPOT!
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