This weekend has been horrible.
Saturday:
I went with my dad to a SD party because no one else wanted to visit my grandmother on this mother's day weekend which I think is just ******** up. My sisters excuse "I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW!" Well, STFU. I didn't even know either. So what if you had plans. I think family, especially our freaking GRANDMOTHER is more important. So encouraged because of intrinsic motivation, I decided to go. At the party, I did nothing but babysit all of my uncle's kids. Those BRATTY kids. They didn't even feed me. For 6 long hours I had two slices of OLD COSTCO PIZZA while the rest of the men were outside smoking. drinking, and gambling. After about an hour and a half of traffic on the way back home, I finally get home feeling nauseous. I open the fridge to see Olive Garden and El Pollo Loco left overs. THEY GO OUT TO EAT THE DAY I'M NOT HOME. Not only that, they went out to eat for the WHOLE day.
The morning I get up, my sister brags about going out to eat Olive Garden and how yesterday was "SO FUN." I've never eaten at Olive Garden and I was so pissed that they would rub it in my face. Not only that, my sisters slept in my Mom's bed for that night, making my dad sleep in my sister's bottom bunk.
And since today was mother's day, I thought we would go out to eat like
how my family went out to eat yesterday without me and my dad. Saturday:
I went with my dad to a SD party because no one else wanted to visit my grandmother on this mother's day weekend which I think is just ******** up. My sisters excuse "I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW!" Well, STFU. I didn't even know either. So what if you had plans. I think family, especially our freaking GRANDMOTHER is more important. So encouraged because of intrinsic motivation, I decided to go. At the party, I did nothing but babysit all of my uncle's kids. Those BRATTY kids. They didn't even feed me. For 6 long hours I had two slices of OLD COSTCO PIZZA while the rest of the men were outside smoking. drinking, and gambling. After about an hour and a half of traffic on the way back home, I finally get home feeling nauseous. I open the fridge to see Olive Garden and El Pollo Loco left overs. THEY GO OUT TO EAT THE DAY I'M NOT HOME. Not only that, they went out to eat for the WHOLE day.
The morning I get up, my sister brags about going out to eat Olive Garden and how yesterday was "SO FUN." I've never eaten at Olive Garden and I was so pissed that they would rub it in my face. Not only that, my sisters slept in my Mom's bed for that night, making my dad sleep in my sister's bottom bunk.
And since today was mother's day, I thought we would go out to eat like
