People might find it terrible what I’m going to say now, since “Oh, it’s your sister,” “You can’t say things like that about her” but I don’t care anymore, she’s ruining my perfect trip and I’m sick of it.
Just today, we were exiting a games store when my sister ran up to the car, opened the door and just sat there, I spent some time looking at her so she could move over, but she didn’t budge (I’m just doing what she makes me do ALL the frikin’ time) so I said “Move Over” she said “Fine, I’ll do it veeeery slowly” so she did, she got her stuff, threw it veeeery slowly to the other side, and moved veeeery slowly to the other side, I got furious at her for that. We drove to another store and then to a chinese restaraunt. We ate some good, yet weird food and I did the same thing to her that she did to me before, and while I was moving veeeery slowly to the other side, she got furious at me and sat on top of my arm. As most of y’all know, I ain’t exactly fat, and my arms as kind of thin, she SAT on them, it’s like fat 30-something kgs all resting on to of my arm. I took it off from under and gave her impulse enough from the force I did it with that she leaped to the roof of the car and hit her head. HA! HA! HA! who’s the slow one now? She started to cry and scream some time later, and my parents had to bear with her crying and screaming. Whenever any of us three tryed talking to her, she’d answer with some rude cry-y, scream-y response, or when I’d speak, she’d scream so she wouldn’t hear me because she’s too immature to face the fact that I’m always right, so, if she doesn’t wanna be wrong, then she shouldn’t challenge me and my ability to ruin a person when they’re wrong, Vanessa, a friend of mine, once told me how I massacre a person emotionally when I’m right (Which is always, by the way).
Just now I had to fight for the laptop and had to steal it from its usual place. I was looking for PSP colors to buy when my father wanted to use the computer, so I let him use it. Some time after he left it, my sister went in it to dress up the stupid dolls she likes so much, and my window from the PSP was still not minimized. I told her to leave because I was there first, but she started to complain and say she was there first. I showed her the window of the PSP website and she believed that I was there first and let me use the computer, but she remained on the chair. I told her to move but she didn’t, so I disconnected the laptop from the charger and she burst out screaming and crying to the kitchen where my parents were. She doesn’t know how to solve her problems, so she just runs to either our mother or father whenever something happens, that gets me in my nerves, and that’s also part of why they believe her and not me. When she told them the story, she cut off the part that I was there first and said I forced her out of the computer. My mother than told me I wouldn’t be getting a PSP now, first, because I have one (The first edition kind all scratched and missing a button which my maid ate, and worst of all, plain old black) and second because I was mistreating my sister too much and needed a “soul reformation” or whatever it is.
If I told y’all half the things she does to me daily, I’d be here forever. Let me summarize it for y’all: She does annoying dances which she knows I hate and sings when she’s next to me all the time, even though she knows I hate hearing her sing because she’s just plain terrible at it. She doesn’t care where her pants are when she’s wearing them. Half her butt is sticking out and she doesn’t even budge to cover it, so I have to tell her and she still doesn’t. She’s just annoying all over, and that’s annoying. Sometimes she does these faces that make her look so arrogant that I could just tear out her nose just to tear with it her expression of arrogance.
The good side of my trip is that I bought wonderful books! Here’s the list of books I bought so far:
Empress: a Novel - Shan Sa
Geisha, a Life - Mineko Iwasaki
Witch Child - Celia Rees
Dangerous Girls - RL Stine
Snow Flower and the Secret Fan - Lisa See
Joan of Arc: Personal Recollections - Marc Twain
All the books seem amazing! I can’t wait to read them all!