Awkward Saturday.
Sometimes i wish i could have one Sunday off. Like, when i don't have to work that i didn't have to go to church kind of day off, just for ONE Sunday because the days are beautiful and the bonnets are coming in twice as much this year.

I know it sounds bad... err sort of but that's how i honestly feel and i wouldn't be the first to say it.

When i skip Church, i'm working at that sucks completely, but here i am now, make-up done, hair down and clothes on and i'll be leaving in a little while for the next two and a half hours of Jesus Time.

I DID hang out with Denisse and Andy but they are so weird to hang out with lately. I wanted to go to a movie and so did the sibling but SHE didn't feel like it and since we were in HER car, it was pretty much pointless to suggest anything else. She said she wanted to go Shopping- as if she didn't already do enough of that. Some of us don't have the money to spend stupidly and when she looks around, she doesn't even need half of what she gets. I feel like she buys to fill the void she feels or the sadness she feels ever since her ass-hole of an ex-boyfriend isn't in the picture anymore.

We went to stores but i walked around, not wanting to browse at things i couldn't buy. She didn't really get anything; just some ugly misshapen top. She had such a negative attitude even though she claims she doesn't. The Sibling and i just kept our mouths shut. We didn't go see a movie like we had originally wanted because she said she doesn't really like to go to the movies. What a fucking lie. All i would hear was how she went to go see this movie or that movie with that Ass-hole or with Lalo, that other retard she called a "friend" who turned out to be an idiot like the other one.

Everything was awkward. We went to Chic-Fil-A and we sat at a booth right next to the window and while we ate, there was a couple there with traveling bags, a sign that said "Traveling and Broke" and a Dog on a leash. The guy's hair was shaggy and the girl looked malnourished. He was smoking a cigarette and in between puffs of smoke, she leaned in to kiss him like some sex hound. It was disgusting. They were right there in our field of vision swapping spit when he must of reeked of smoke and god knows what else.

The sibling wanted to move but we were already eating and i didn't want to. He got a crazy sarcastic attitude (which i fucking hate) and i told him to stop and shut up. He always does this when we're hanging around Andy and Denisee. He tries to be Mr. Hilarity for some reason just because they're around and i can't stand it. When we're alone, he's perfectly fine, we get along great but for some damn reason he feels like he needs validation or an applause from the rest of the world. Ridiculous.

After a stupid day of walking around and doing nothing of importance, we went back to The Apartment. No one else was home yet. I sat on one of the chairs in the living room and the sibling was quiet and looking at his ipod. Since we have that idiotic history of always picking on each other (mostly them, not me)Denisse asked the sibling why he was so quiet, poking him and pushing his buttons. I sat back and watched, biting my lip and hoping this wouldn't escalate.

Yeah, Right.

He snapped back at her, i can't remember what he said. All i know is that before you know it, they both started yelling at each other about getting attitudes and being mean and she started to cry admitting to nothing, thinking she hadn't done shit when clearly her attitude as of lately was shit. I was trying so hard to stay out of this, because it had nothing to do with me, but they dragged me into it eventually.
She told him: "How dare you disrespect me in my own house?"

The sibling, in attempt to get me involved in the "conversation" was trying to get me to say something and then told her to shut up because he couldn't hear me. She cried like a little girl being sentimental about this when in reality, this whole thing was bullshit and shouldn't have even gone as far as it did.

She claimed that "We" had hurt her in the past but that since she was our cousin, she had chosen to forget and let go, and i'm saying "Wait, WE? What did i ever do to hurt YOU?"

The answer is nothing. We went on while the sibling was like some helpless kid kicking up to the surface of a pool. He was drowning in his own fight. She was getting dangerously close to suggesting that we don't hang out anymore which didn't sound so bad to me last night. It's impossible for us to hang out without one person getting their feelings hurt. There's always someone making jokes at another person's expense. What the fuck! Can't we all just interact like normal people without hurting someone's fucking feelings?

I sure as hell can, but they can't.
In the end, they seemed to forget about the whole thing and once our parents came around, things were "normal" but i was still fuming inside even though this whole thing had nothing to do with me.


I'm sick of sarcasm and the way people use it to hurt others. It's going to be awhile before i hang out with them again. Denisse can sit there and wallow about that ass-hole if she wants. I want to be happy and the way things went yesterday, i'd rather be by myself on a Saturday and hang out with my own friends when we're all free at the same time.

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posted on 2012-04-01 @ 1:09 p.m.