so i leave my horrid piano class today to see my sister leaning casually on the crappy van of ours, talking to one of her little friends. well, being the sickly and tired person i am, i lean against the car and sneer at them both. i wanna go home.
suddenly, my eyes rest on the driver's side mirror. what the hell? i ask. she goes, very very nonchalant, 'i hit a girl's mirror.'
wha?
why?
how?
why the hell aren't you home??
i'm so fucking pissed. i mean, it's bad enough that she feels some kind of need to drive. ALL THE TIME. and it's not like she can't catch the frikkin tarc, cause it's like a freakin block away and she gets out of class at noon. it's a simple matter. CATCH PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION BECAUSE FOR UOFL STUDENTS IT'S FREE.
my sister. the ass.
suddenly, my eyes rest on the driver's side mirror. what the hell? i ask. she goes, very very nonchalant, 'i hit a girl's mirror.'
wha?
why?
how?
why the hell aren't you home??
i'm so fucking pissed. i mean, it's bad enough that she feels some kind of need to drive. ALL THE TIME. and it's not like she can't catch the frikkin tarc, cause it's like a freakin block away and she gets out of class at noon. it's a simple matter. CATCH PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION BECAUSE FOR UOFL STUDENTS IT'S FREE.
my sister. the ass.