Showing posts with label brother. Show all posts
Showing posts with label brother. Show all posts

Saturday, February 27, 2010

Crappy night


What a crappy night. I went to sleep last night at about 11:30pm. This is fairly early for me. The reasons I went to bed so early is because I wanted to wake up early so I could get some stuff done before I go to a birthday party. Well early in the day my brothers girlfriend sent me a message asking if I knew where my brother was, I told her no but I knew his phone was dead so that’s why he wasn’t answering his phone. They ended up getting into it over the phone once he got home. She was accusing him of cheating and a lot of other crap when really he went to the convention center with one of his long time friends. After charging his phone for like 20 mins he left again.
At 1:30am my phone starts ringing, and it’s my brother’s girlfriend. As soon as I answer I can tell she is drunk. She starts asking me if he is at home and I honestly didn’t know so I had to get up and go look, I told her no and that his phone was dead again so that’s why he wasn’t answering his phone. I went back to sleep only to wake up to my brother texting me saying she was pissed off and she would probably call me again so I should just put my phone on silent. I did and finally went back to sleep. Then at 3am my brother is knocking on my door asking to borrow my charger and is complaining about his girlfriend. When he does finally let me go back to get it is 3:30. I wake up at 7:30am only to hear him and her fighting once again. I don’t get why my brother stays with someone who doesn’t trust him.

Friday, February 19, 2010

Yesterday I took the long way home


On the way home from my philosophy class yesterday I decided to take the long way home. I wasn’t really tired and I was enjoying singing to myself with my radio blasting. I went through some of the quiet streets that have little to no traffic at 10pm. When I was about 2 mins away from home I stopped to let three guys cross the street. They were walking so slow and kept staring at me or something behind me. I was getting kind of nervous because these were three gangster looking guys who were all much taller and bigger than me. The kind of people my brother used to hang out with, during the time when he used to get in trouble. All of a sudden they stop and start yelling, I look over my shoulder and there are 4 other guys running towards them. Next thing I know the guys who were walking in front of me started running and one guy from each group started getting in the others face and started pushing each other. One of the guys ran and the whole group followed. I seriously was freaked out. As I went over the bridge from that city to my own I saw several cops speeding towards the area I was just in. I don’t know what happened but I do hope nobody got hurt.

Friday, February 12, 2010

Neglecting my relationships


Lately, I have really been neglecting my relationships with my family and friends. Ok well not lately, it’s been about a year or this. In the last year I have seen three of my closest friends only a handful of times. A lot of this is due to them being away at school but even when they are home I don’t make much of an effort to see them. I guess I felt I needed a break from my friends because we used to go to school together and then do stuff together on the weekends. I didn’t think this break would turn into me seeing them once every few months. I have decided that I need to put more effort into seeing my friends. I have, however, been spending a lot more time with my best friend who I had kind of drifted away from for awhile. I am happy to say things are back to normal between us.
Now my family. I guess it all started when my brother went to jail a little over two years ago. It was a really difficult time for my family and put a big strain on us. I stopped going to family parties because I felt like if they wouldn’t go see my brother then why should I bother going to see them. I have never had a great relationship with my dad’s side of the family with the exception of my grandparents, so distancing myself from them wasn’t difficult. I am now starting to improve my relationship with my dad’s youngest sister, although it is kind of difficult because she can be a little too pushy at times.
Now that I am almost 20 years old I feel like I need to act like an adult. I need to work on the relationships I want to keep and cut off the relationships that are doing me no good. I have done this once before with someone who was once a good friend and it wasn’t easy so I am not really looking forward to it.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Study, study, study, blah!


I didn’t do much yesterday. I took pictures of some birds and I had to do four study guides for my abnormal psych class and study for my midterm today. I am pretty nervous about this midterm because it counts for a big chunk of our grade. I have always found it weird that our first midterm is only a month into school, especially since a lot of people have just got their schedules fixed a week ago. The study guides took me pretty much all day. When I was finished I started working on an art project for my best friend. This certain project is a lot more difficult than I thought it was going to be. It’s messy and takes a very long time to do. If it goes well hopefully I can start making them to sell on ETSY.
Oh yea, and for the last two days my brothers girlfriend has been spending the night at our house. I don’t really like this girl very much because she is pretty crazy. She has a bad temper, is the jealous type, and is nothing but drama. Even yesterday when my brother was cooking breakfast she started harping on him about something stupid. When she is at our house all she does is stay in his room and doesn’t even bother to say hello to me. I find this pretty rude, if you are going to spend so much time at my family’s home than you should at least acknowledge us. I once told me brother I didn’t think she liked me much and he said “I don’t think she likes me much either”. I honestly have no clue why he is still with her.