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Ok, it's official:
My sister is THE biggest b***h I've ever known. She's the only person who has made me so angry; the only person to piss me off beyond all belief to the point where I couldn't do anything except cry and cry and cry.
Ok, here's the story:
I had to stay after school for soccer practice. My school is on the South Side of Birmingham, and if you know anything about the South Side you know you don't want to be there by yourself after dark. So we got finished with practice at about 5:30 and it was already starting to get dark. My sister is usually there to pick me up when it's over, but she wasn't. So I call her cell phone, and no one picks up. I send a text message, thinking she'd reply sometime soon. She didn't. I waited there for about 5-10 more minutes and kept calling her. No one picked up. So I decide to do the safe thing and walk down to Starbucks, which is right down the street from my school, thinking she might have went there and went to sleep. I go there; I'm already getting weird looks because I had on soccer gear; and I go upstairs to see if she's there. She wasn't, so I decided to call her friends. One of them didn't know where she was and said she'd try to get in touch with her. The other one was at work and couldn't pick up the phone. So by then I'm starting to panic slightly because I had no idea where she might have been and my house was no where close.
So I'm waiting in Starbucks, sitting by myself with no money for a Mocha and no Laptop. After waiting there for about 10 minutes she sends me a text message telling me to come to the library. I'm thinking she means the South Side Library, which is across the street from the Starbucks. I go there and the librarians tell me that everyone had already left. So I'm thinking,"Maybe she's in the car waiting." I go out the side door, thinking that her car was in the parking lot. I went out there and it wasn't, so I send a text massage saying that I didn't see her. She finally calls me after about an hour of me wandering around in the dark and asks me if the janitor said that there was no one in the library. I'm thinking, "I don't know any janitors at the library," so I ask which library she meant. She said the school Library. Turns out, she had some college workshop there after school and didn't tell me about it. She claims she did and started yelling at me because "I was stupid for walking around in the dark." I yelled back, "You never told me about a workshop after school!" She yelled back saying that she did, said bye and hung up.
Right then and there, all the anger that I'd been holding in, all the fear that I had that something had happened to her came bursting out and I just threw my phone into the nearest bush. I was crying and saying random curse words at the top of my lungs. After I while I started yelling, "She is the biggest, most hypocritical b***h I've ever met! I can't wait til she goes to college so that I can finally be alone and happy!" I didn't care about the people staring at me and wondering what was wrong. I was pissed beyond all reason. I was convinced that she thought my purpose in life was to ruin hers. I walked back to Starbucks and I was still crying but I kept my thoughts to myself as much as possible. I didn't want to even think about her name or hear her voice. By that time, I had a "******** the World" mind set.
So after all that, I had to wait at Starbucks for about another hour until my mom finally got tired of that workshop that my sister was at. By that time, I was hungry, thirsty, tired, and only slightly less mad. She asked me what happened and apologized for what happened. But that didn't help at all. And to top it off, we had to pick my sister up and take her to where her car was. She got in the car and started talking like nothing happened. She didn't even apologize.
As a matter of fact, she still hasn't.
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 munke_luvver · Sat Feb 09, 2008 @ 06:40pm · 0 Comments |
