I found out today that my sister is spending an additional, fourth week at camp and I was happy about it.
My sister is weird and not a nice person. She isn't cool. Cool, while a seventh-grade word, takes on new meaning when you get older. Cool is acceptance of most social norms, a near-absence of social discomfort, and a respect for the people around you. But I digress. Point being, she isn't enjoyable to be around and just plain thinks she's smarter and wiser than me.
I would normally tolerate this, but her distaste for me is undertoned in most of her interaction with me. Fuck her. I hope she enjoys life alone with both my parents in a month and a half. End rant.
Just kidding. Fooled ya, didn't I? As a consequence of having some fragments of a conscience (I think), this isn't easy for me to accept. Hating, no, indifferent to my sister that I'm supposed to love? This is disturbing, in part because my parents feel this same indifference and a similar distaste for her ways. I'm not sure what to make of all this. Time to sort this out over pancakes.
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