THIS WEATHERMAN SAYS THERE'S A 99 PERCENT CHANCE OF SHITSTORM, AND IT'S COMIN' RIIIIIGHT ATCHA'
JESUS CHRIST, it is impossible for me to even be within a 50-foot radius of this girl depending on her mood. When she is good, she is very, very good, but when she is bad she is SO HORRID, OH MY GOD. AND A PAIN IN THE ASS.
So since my brother and I are both in town and that means the entire family is home (or in town, in my sister's case), my mom called us around two and asked if we wanted to go out to dinner as a family because apparently waiting until Thanksgiving isn't an option. She asked us to decide where we wanted to go since we've been out of town and it's our welcome back dinner (apparently father-daughter dinner on Friday doesn't count). I say Macaroni Grill because I've been craving their GARLIC SEA LINGUINE lately, and my brother doesn't really have any preference. Then the brother and I go out and run some errands and listen to music and get caught up, and it was really pleasant.
At some point we head out to pick my sister up, and everything is fine until we get near the restaurant and she starts ranting and ranting about how it's stupid to go to the Macaroni Grill because IT'S SO EASY TO JUST MAKE PASTA. You think I don't know that? 90 percent of what I cook is pasta, and I still think theirs is infinitely better. There's a difference between pasta to put delicious food in your stomach and pasta that's fucking amazing. And she goes on and on and on and makes it about her and says that she gets so excited when our parents take her out to dinner and she's so disappointed to find out that they're wasting their money on something as stupid as the Macaroni Grill. Paul tells her it was my suggestion. She loses her shit about how IT JUST HAS TO BE MY WAY AND ET CETERA. I mean, Jesus Christ, it's the other way around.
We go inside and they've been waiting half an hour and we're going to get called in the next ten minutes. My sister's still upset that we're about to WASTE OUR MONEY so she asks Paul and me if we want to go to this Thai restaurant and we're pretty content to wait at this one, so she just decides of her own accord, "OKAY WE'RE GETTING THAI FOOD," and goes to the bar to talk to our parents, who say no because my mom has a conference call tonight and she didn't want to lose time moving restaurants and putting our name in again after waiting half an hour. BUT SOMEHOW. SHE GETS HER WAY ANYWAY AND LEADS ALL OF US OUT THE DOOR, even though everyone is pissed about it.
I MEAN, SHIT. No one is making her eat with us. If the family wants to eat at a restaurant and is ALREADY THERE it would be nice to not have to move after waiting for ages. And not to sound like a selfish brat, but it's not even ABOUT her! It was up to my brother and me to decide, and we agreed between the two of us, and she didn't have to come in at the last possible minute just to be a bitch about it if no one agreed with her.
So we get back in our cars, and I for some reason decide it's a good idea to get back in the same one which my sister has taken the keys for and is now insisting on driving, despite the fact she is HIGH AS A FUCKING KITE and I don't even know why we let her do that. Oh right, because it's impossible to reason with her ever. And of course she unplugged our music immediately at put hers on because "we only like crap music." We almost die about four times leaving the parking lot because she can't drive to begin with, and then she acts all shocked when she realizes our parents aren't behind us (they were following us because they don't know where the restaurant is), and I asked why she wasn't keeping track, which was a recipe for disaster and I should've just kept my mouth shut.
She starts going on about how it's OUR JOB to make sure they're behind us if she has people in the car to help her because DUHHHHH. IT'S HARD ENOUGH TO DRIVE, IT'S NEAR IMPOSSIBLE TO DRIVE AND MAKE SURE SOMEONE STAYS BEHIND YOU AT THE SAME TIME. Like it's common knowledge. Uhhh.... And she keeps doing her condescending laughter and going on about me being offended and rude, and I told her that she was dragging out a statement I made into an argument and it didn't need to be one and I was done talking about it, and she kept going, "AHAHAHAHAHA YOU'RE BEING FUCKING RIDICULOUS I HAVE THE HAPPIEST SMILE ON MY FACE HAHAHAHAHA YOU SHOULD SEE IT OH MY GOD THIS IS RIDICULOUS HAHAH. HAHA." HOLY SMOKES. I WANTED TO THROTTLE HER.
So we finally get there. After she gets us LOST. Which of course makes everyone REALLY HAPPY considering Mom's strapped for time. So we order our food as fast as we can, and I order a Thai iced tea, and my sister decides she wants one too, and my brother declines. So my sister turns to him and goes, "I'll share with you, :)" and he says, "No, thanks." She glares at him and says, "Pauuul. I'm trying to be NICE." "I don't like tea, though. If I wanted it I would've ordered it." And she says, "I AM TREATING YOU to a drink, you should be more receptive." No. No, you're not. Our parents are treating all of us. She does this reverse thing with Paul where she tries to be nicer than she actually needs to and she gets upset if he doesn't respond exactly the way she hopes he will.
Like, my brother asked me to take him to this Streetlight Manifesto concert for his birthday but I couldn't since I was out of the country at that point so my sister said she was going to do it instead. That's not really her present to him if she basically tells my mom that she has to pay for them to go as their birthday present. But she thought of it as this TOTALLY NICE THING that she did for him and uhh. Not really.
Then every time I tried to say something to one of my parents, which was things I needed to discuss with them because it's really rare for all of us to be at home and actually available to talk, and I haven't really had time to sit down and say them since getting home, but nothing like... Nothing that started any arguments. Every time I said something, she would start flailing and yelling about how IT WASN'T AN APPROPRIATE TIME OR PLACE FOR THAT CONVERSATION. WE CAN TALK ABOUT IT LATER, NOW'S NOT THE TIME. SHE IS SO STRESSED OUT, MAN, AND SHE CAN'T HANDLE THE WEIGHT OF ALL MY SHIT. IT'S SUCH A BURDEN ON HER IF I TELL MY MOM THAT JP AND I WANT TO GO PANTS SHOPPING. OR IF I ASK IF I CAN MAKE SOMETHING IN PARTICULAR FOR OUR THANKSGIVING DINNER. OR FINDING A PLACE TO LIVE THIS SUMMER. OR THE CAT.
So I basically spent dinner NOT TALKING because I'M SUCH A BURDEN ON HER POOR, STRESSED-OUT SOUL. For someone without a job who doesn't keep up with schoolwork, you sure must have a lot going on. Then she threw a bitchfit when duck curry showed up on our table and WE'RE HORRIBLE PEOPLE FOR EATING MEAT OH MY GOD WHO ORDERED THIS IT MUST BE JACQUI BECAUSE SHE'S THE ONLY PERSON IN THE FAMILY TERRIBLE ENOUGH TO EAT SOMETHING THAT ONCE WAS A LIVING ANIMAL. Surprise, it's your father! OOPS HAHAHA LOL THEN THAT'S FINE.
Then she brought up that she wanted to transfer to Cabrillo for some horticulture program because SHE'S RETHOUGHT LIFE AND SHE DOESN'T WANT TO BE A HOBO ANYMORE--SHE WANTS TO BE A FARMER! Which actually, sure, that's a legit dream, but I'm really not in the mood to take her seriously. Then my parents suggested we live together and are insisting we do that if we'll both be in Santa Cruz. OH, NO, YOU DIDN'T. Have you seen her room? Have you seen my room? Do you think I could handle having an apartment that vaguely resembles her room? NO. I CAN'T. SO INABILITY TO COEXIST ASIDE, NO. INABILITY TO COEXIST CONSIDERED, HELL NO.
Then we got on the subject of cats because her friend is trying to get rid of her cat's recent litter of kittens. Paul said that my parents should want another kitten because Kinks is lonely without us there, but I think it's a horrible idea to get a kitten when there's no one there to take care of it and it would grow up without a lot of contact with its owners. Other reasons too, but that's enough for now. Since she's lonely I asked if I move into a place that allows pets after this apartment, if I could take her with me. My parents said yes. My sister threw a bitchfit about this and basically was like, "WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO IF SOMETHING HAPPENS?" "What?" "WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO IF YOU GO SOMEWHERE THAT DOESN'T LET YOU HAVE PETS?" "I give her back to our parents...?" "Oh. Oh that's fine then." "What, did you think I was going to give her away?" "YEAH"
JESUS FUCK. BUT THAT'S IT. I'M DONE COMPLAINING.
I am so full of anger I totally forgot what else I was going to say in this entry besides bitching about her. It's really nothing too extreme, it's just that it's one ridiculously selfish thing after another and too much genuinely trying to start arguments with me that I do not want to have and making it generally impossible to be around her without wanting to kill things.
Oh, I guess there's this meme I got from creativexwonder
oo1. Comment to this and I will give you 3 fictional fandom characters.
oo2. Decide of the 3 whom you would marry, do, and dump.
oo3. Post this meme to your journal with your answers (pictures optional).
I would marry Kittan - Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann
This might be kind of out there, but he's such a great big bro to his sisters that I can totally see him making a great husband and dad. He seems like he's someone who'd take the best possible care of his family, even if he was a little too aggressive about it at times.
I would do Austria - Axis Powers Hetalia
Look at this sexy motherfucker. Talk about my type. This is basically my type in a nutshell. Slightly douchey, self-absorbed guys who think they're so classy, with fucking excellent hair and musical/artistic inclinations who kind of are just girls on the inside and almost look like them on the outside. Wow, that sounds bad when I say it that way. BUT REALLY. SO FUCKING ATTRACTIVE.
I would dump Hayato Gokudera - Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Let's face it, even though this guy is one of my favorite characters of all time, I don't really think we would work out. He's kinda moody, you know? It's not that anything about him is particularly unattractive, I just don't find anything about him attractive on THAT level except in some fanarts when they draw him really sexy and you know how that goes.
Other than that I totally don't remember what I wanted to say, but um. Theeere you go.
So since my brother and I are both in town and that means the entire family is home (or in town, in my sister's case), my mom called us around two and asked if we wanted to go out to dinner as a family because apparently waiting until Thanksgiving isn't an option. She asked us to decide where we wanted to go since we've been out of town and it's our welcome back dinner (apparently father-daughter dinner on Friday doesn't count). I say Macaroni Grill because I've been craving their GARLIC SEA LINGUINE lately, and my brother doesn't really have any preference. Then the brother and I go out and run some errands and listen to music and get caught up, and it was really pleasant.
At some point we head out to pick my sister up, and everything is fine until we get near the restaurant and she starts ranting and ranting about how it's stupid to go to the Macaroni Grill because IT'S SO EASY TO JUST MAKE PASTA. You think I don't know that? 90 percent of what I cook is pasta, and I still think theirs is infinitely better. There's a difference between pasta to put delicious food in your stomach and pasta that's fucking amazing. And she goes on and on and on and makes it about her and says that she gets so excited when our parents take her out to dinner and she's so disappointed to find out that they're wasting their money on something as stupid as the Macaroni Grill. Paul tells her it was my suggestion. She loses her shit about how IT JUST HAS TO BE MY WAY AND ET CETERA. I mean, Jesus Christ, it's the other way around.
We go inside and they've been waiting half an hour and we're going to get called in the next ten minutes. My sister's still upset that we're about to WASTE OUR MONEY so she asks Paul and me if we want to go to this Thai restaurant and we're pretty content to wait at this one, so she just decides of her own accord, "OKAY WE'RE GETTING THAI FOOD," and goes to the bar to talk to our parents, who say no because my mom has a conference call tonight and she didn't want to lose time moving restaurants and putting our name in again after waiting half an hour. BUT SOMEHOW. SHE GETS HER WAY ANYWAY AND LEADS ALL OF US OUT THE DOOR, even though everyone is pissed about it.
I MEAN, SHIT. No one is making her eat with us. If the family wants to eat at a restaurant and is ALREADY THERE it would be nice to not have to move after waiting for ages. And not to sound like a selfish brat, but it's not even ABOUT her! It was up to my brother and me to decide, and we agreed between the two of us, and she didn't have to come in at the last possible minute just to be a bitch about it if no one agreed with her.
So we get back in our cars, and I for some reason decide it's a good idea to get back in the same one which my sister has taken the keys for and is now insisting on driving, despite the fact she is HIGH AS A FUCKING KITE and I don't even know why we let her do that. Oh right, because it's impossible to reason with her ever. And of course she unplugged our music immediately at put hers on because "we only like crap music." We almost die about four times leaving the parking lot because she can't drive to begin with, and then she acts all shocked when she realizes our parents aren't behind us (they were following us because they don't know where the restaurant is), and I asked why she wasn't keeping track, which was a recipe for disaster and I should've just kept my mouth shut.
She starts going on about how it's OUR JOB to make sure they're behind us if she has people in the car to help her because DUHHHHH. IT'S HARD ENOUGH TO DRIVE, IT'S NEAR IMPOSSIBLE TO DRIVE AND MAKE SURE SOMEONE STAYS BEHIND YOU AT THE SAME TIME. Like it's common knowledge. Uhhh.... And she keeps doing her condescending laughter and going on about me being offended and rude, and I told her that she was dragging out a statement I made into an argument and it didn't need to be one and I was done talking about it, and she kept going, "AHAHAHAHAHA YOU'RE BEING FUCKING RIDICULOUS I HAVE THE HAPPIEST SMILE ON MY FACE HAHAHAHAHA YOU SHOULD SEE IT OH MY GOD THIS IS RIDICULOUS HAHAH. HAHA." HOLY SMOKES. I WANTED TO THROTTLE HER.
So we finally get there. After she gets us LOST. Which of course makes everyone REALLY HAPPY considering Mom's strapped for time. So we order our food as fast as we can, and I order a Thai iced tea, and my sister decides she wants one too, and my brother declines. So my sister turns to him and goes, "I'll share with you, :)" and he says, "No, thanks." She glares at him and says, "Pauuul. I'm trying to be NICE." "I don't like tea, though. If I wanted it I would've ordered it." And she says, "I AM TREATING YOU to a drink, you should be more receptive." No. No, you're not. Our parents are treating all of us. She does this reverse thing with Paul where she tries to be nicer than she actually needs to and she gets upset if he doesn't respond exactly the way she hopes he will.
Like, my brother asked me to take him to this Streetlight Manifesto concert for his birthday but I couldn't since I was out of the country at that point so my sister said she was going to do it instead. That's not really her present to him if she basically tells my mom that she has to pay for them to go as their birthday present. But she thought of it as this TOTALLY NICE THING that she did for him and uhh. Not really.
Then every time I tried to say something to one of my parents, which was things I needed to discuss with them because it's really rare for all of us to be at home and actually available to talk, and I haven't really had time to sit down and say them since getting home, but nothing like... Nothing that started any arguments. Every time I said something, she would start flailing and yelling about how IT WASN'T AN APPROPRIATE TIME OR PLACE FOR THAT CONVERSATION. WE CAN TALK ABOUT IT LATER, NOW'S NOT THE TIME. SHE IS SO STRESSED OUT, MAN, AND SHE CAN'T HANDLE THE WEIGHT OF ALL MY SHIT. IT'S SUCH A BURDEN ON HER IF I TELL MY MOM THAT JP AND I WANT TO GO PANTS SHOPPING. OR IF I ASK IF I CAN MAKE SOMETHING IN PARTICULAR FOR OUR THANKSGIVING DINNER. OR FINDING A PLACE TO LIVE THIS SUMMER. OR THE CAT.
So I basically spent dinner NOT TALKING because I'M SUCH A BURDEN ON HER POOR, STRESSED-OUT SOUL. For someone without a job who doesn't keep up with schoolwork, you sure must have a lot going on. Then she threw a bitchfit when duck curry showed up on our table and WE'RE HORRIBLE PEOPLE FOR EATING MEAT OH MY GOD WHO ORDERED THIS IT MUST BE JACQUI BECAUSE SHE'S THE ONLY PERSON IN THE FAMILY TERRIBLE ENOUGH TO EAT SOMETHING THAT ONCE WAS A LIVING ANIMAL. Surprise, it's your father! OOPS HAHAHA LOL THEN THAT'S FINE.
Then she brought up that she wanted to transfer to Cabrillo for some horticulture program because SHE'S RETHOUGHT LIFE AND SHE DOESN'T WANT TO BE A HOBO ANYMORE--SHE WANTS TO BE A FARMER! Which actually, sure, that's a legit dream, but I'm really not in the mood to take her seriously. Then my parents suggested we live together and are insisting we do that if we'll both be in Santa Cruz. OH, NO, YOU DIDN'T. Have you seen her room? Have you seen my room? Do you think I could handle having an apartment that vaguely resembles her room? NO. I CAN'T. SO INABILITY TO COEXIST ASIDE, NO. INABILITY TO COEXIST CONSIDERED, HELL NO.
Then we got on the subject of cats because her friend is trying to get rid of her cat's recent litter of kittens. Paul said that my parents should want another kitten because Kinks is lonely without us there, but I think it's a horrible idea to get a kitten when there's no one there to take care of it and it would grow up without a lot of contact with its owners. Other reasons too, but that's enough for now. Since she's lonely I asked if I move into a place that allows pets after this apartment, if I could take her with me. My parents said yes. My sister threw a bitchfit about this and basically was like, "WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO IF SOMETHING HAPPENS?" "What?" "WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO IF YOU GO SOMEWHERE THAT DOESN'T LET YOU HAVE PETS?" "I give her back to our parents...?" "Oh. Oh that's fine then." "What, did you think I was going to give her away?" "YEAH"
JESUS FUCK. BUT THAT'S IT. I'M DONE COMPLAINING.
I am so full of anger I totally forgot what else I was going to say in this entry besides bitching about her. It's really nothing too extreme, it's just that it's one ridiculously selfish thing after another and too much genuinely trying to start arguments with me that I do not want to have and making it generally impossible to be around her without wanting to kill things.
Oh, I guess there's this meme I got from creativexwonder
oo1. Comment to this and I will give you 3 fictional fandom characters.
oo2. Decide of the 3 whom you would marry, do, and dump.
oo3. Post this meme to your journal with your answers (pictures optional).
I would marry Kittan - Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann
This might be kind of out there, but he's such a great big bro to his sisters that I can totally see him making a great husband and dad. He seems like he's someone who'd take the best possible care of his family, even if he was a little too aggressive about it at times.
I would do Austria - Axis Powers Hetalia
Look at this sexy motherfucker. Talk about my type. This is basically my type in a nutshell. Slightly douchey, self-absorbed guys who think they're so classy, with fucking excellent hair and musical/artistic inclinations who kind of are just girls on the inside and almost look like them on the outside. Wow, that sounds bad when I say it that way. BUT REALLY. SO FUCKING ATTRACTIVE.
I would dump Hayato Gokudera - Katekyo Hitman Reborn!
Let's face it, even though this guy is one of my favorite characters of all time, I don't really think we would work out. He's kinda moody, you know? It's not that anything about him is particularly unattractive, I just don't find anything about him attractive on THAT level except in some fanarts when they draw him really sexy and you know how that goes.
Other than that I totally don't remember what I wanted to say, but um. Theeere you go.