OK, let me get one thing straight. A baka is an idiot. In Japanese, there, I got one thing straight. OK, let me get another thing straight, the baka is my sister.
LIZ NO BAKA! LIZ NO BAKA!
K, I'm good now, but I know you're not, so I'll feed your need to hear about my sister and how baka-y she is. Let me get just one more thing straight, baka-y isn't a word.
It all started at dinner. We were having pork chops. When the plate of pork chops was empty, she made me go get more. In my head I was all like,
" Why can't you get it yourself?" but I knew it was for the family. I grabbed about 5 chops and set the plate back down. When she saw it, she said,
" That's too much Jennie." I wanted to say,"
"Well too bad." But I couldn't because she is about 12 years older than I am. Anyway, by the end of dinner, all of the chops were gone and in my head I was thinking,
"Ha! You loser! I got an alright amout so suck on that!" but again, she is 12 year older than me, she's an oldie. By the end of dessert (fresh pineapple) I got up to do my half of the dishes. By the time I dried my hands on the dish towel and walked over to hang it back on its hook, she piled her portion of the plates into the sink and said,
" Wash this to will you?" Well I possess a kind of an Inner Jennie and in my head I screamed,
" Why don't YOU? It's your portion of dishes!" but again, I said nothing...because usually somebody 12 years older than you can pummel you into a pulp, politely, I don't know why that happens,or how, but it does. I did the dishes and then we sat down for a little family chat about how things are going in life before we break and do whatever we need to. My dad, kinda a mechanical freak, told my sister off for not wiping the mirrors after each of her hot showers. Well, I forgot to explain but my sister takes really hot showers so if you walk in afterword to do your buisness, it's like suffocating. It is sooo humid in there, she never flicks the fan on, anyway, bakc to the mirrors. The hot fog-like air just fogs up the mirrors so much that you can draw on them and then 5 seconds later, it is coated with another layer of thick, hot air. Well, as she was getting in trouble, ( you use the 2nd bathroom 90% of the time, blablabla) I was laughing at her. Not a AHAHAHAHAHAHA! but more like a NYAHNYAH!, like a teasing laugh. She shot me a glare and I knew I was in trouble. I sat at the table for as long as possible but eventually my mom and dad stood up and went about their buisness. I slowly walked into my room, my sister was in hers, and when I started on my homework while watching Naruto, she came in , saw me, yelled at me, and went to tell my dad:
"Daaaaaad! Jennie is watching cartoons while doing homework!"
"Tell her to stop!"
"I did, I just thoguht you ought to know."she came back in my room, laughed at me, and then said,
"That's what you get for watching cartoons!"
" It's ANIME!" I yelled at her, for I only scream when I am dangerously mad,
" Whatever." she said and walked away.
For the past few years I've been giving her really cool stuff for the holidays. A marble necklace in the shape of a turtle, a hand-made scarf I put my best effort into and spent 2 months making, an exclusive 4- leaf clover I found, laminated, and made into a card but she's been pushing my button too long. I don't usually do this but:
Note to self: NEVER give sister another presant AGAIN! EVER!!!
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