Okay. So now I feel like a complete bitch. (Not as much as some of my so-called sisters). Elizabeth (one of my sisters), Aaron, my mom and I spent about 2 hours discussing how my other sisters Donnelle and Stephanie ..Plus Louis, my brother, all talk shit about me and my mom living up here. Fucking 3 miles up a road from the main highway. They act like we live on the rim of fucking the world. And they think it's bad for me to be up here becasue I'm not getting experience like "other teenagers". Like I'm some damn angel. And who is saying that? The two sister's who screwed up? SHould I go out and get pregnant or have a boyfriend who beats the shit out me, just to say I had the experience? No thank you. Are they proud of their mistakes? Then Louis and Stephanie say I need to spend my money on drivers training. I dont even HAVE enough to pay for the whole thing. So when mom askes "Why?" Louis says not to tell me. So I hear, there is a secret about "Something Jaclyn can't know." I'm not fucking that stupid people. Stephanie is 'possibly' going to either give me her old beat up caviler or sell it too me. (basically dumping her trash on me to get a better car)of course i figured that out. Then Mom askes why I cant know and Louis says "It's none of her fucking business, that's why." I would think something with ME involving a Car is totally my business. So I basically figure if I had a car, then, yes. I would want to go through driver's training...but if I dont have a car anytime soon...then their is absolutely no point becasue I would just be wasting my money, only to get my licence at 18. So now why I feel like a complete bitch. Liz comes in my room and sits on my chair. (my inflateable one) I was mean to say she might pop it. She didnt.. And then she's like ..."I think you should pay for driver'd training." and I'm thinking, oh fuck here we go again. So I explain to her that after I get a job for the forest service,and get to and from, by mom's help, I'll save my money, then get a car, yada yada yada. And she's like, "Wellllll...if you HAD a Car, right now, would you pay for driver's training." So now i think she's apart of this little qwerqy conspiracy with my sister and brother and I say "YEAH...And what. Am I getting Stephanies car? Cause I already know about it. I'm not stupid." And she's like...."Noooo...aaron and I wanted to give you our BMW by your birthday." 20 mintutes go by, and we're still talking about it..and Aaron comes in and finds out Elizabeth told me about the BMW. SO he gets all mad that she ruined my birthday surprise, and I tell him it's really okay, and I'm still really happy about it. But the fucking shitty thing is Elizabeth TOLD louis about the BMW...4 weeks ago. and just TWO days ago, louis was saying that I sould get stephanie's car..the one I shouldn't know about it. So Louis was trying to userp everything Liz wanted to do. What an ass. I wouldnt want stephanies crap cavilier anyway. BMWs are soo much better and more safer, nicer looking too, and plus, like we fucking need anymore broken down cars, which steph's will eventually -be broke down-. ...then we would just have one more shit car on our hands. So no. I dont want steph's car dumped on me. How shitty is that. ****UPDATE 1:*** I'm finally done working for the day. (I think) We went out on the property and did some wood cutting... I had to carry tons of big branches by the house so they could be cut again into smaller pieces.. I know I could definately cut it working in the forest service. We (Aaron and I) just walked the dogs up Sawmill..and I have to say..it's really beautiful..all the grass and the creeks have running water now. I dont know how anyone can say they hate it up here..but I guess that's just them. I'v been thinking all day about the car issue. I'm not gonna worry about Stephanie and her ..car.. Her and Louis probably think I dont know still.. And I told Liz I'd rather have the BMW anyway because..this may sound cheesy..but it's the first car Aaron got in the navy, and it's sentimental.. My damn foot hurtz from my hiking boots. They're size 8 you think they would fit me well. But they dont. I hate having some shoes 8, some 7 1/2 and some 6 1/2. They should just make all the damn shoes have one standardized system! grrrr..okay..im gona go now..play comment tag or someshit..or do some damn homework. later dudes...and dudettes. ****UPDATE 2: *** -- I love cool ranch doritos. I want to marry them. Lay off. Can I marry Dr. Pepper too? ****UPDATE 3: *** My mom thinks I should be a comedian because I do cartman quotes so well. She was seriously about to cry "omg! that's so great! blah blah blah" haha..I'm glad she likes it. *cries* I just ate the rest of my doritos. The whole bag. ...(Minus around the..20 Aaron scarfed.) I finished them off like a sad man being used. but hey..I still got my Dr. Pepper..so ish alll good. **** UPDATE 4:**** SARAH HIT HER HEAD ON A POLE..( okay i just told everyone, forgive me) ..so i asked if she bounced back..and she's like...bounce to back to where??? "..when you hit the pole did you bounce back off and make a noise like "PoinG" ? flaff my flucking fass foff. THen I brought up the "I break for trees." thing. Then I say sarcastically, " 'WELL I DONT BREAK FOR trees. I HATE THEM. I'LL DRIVE MY CAR INTO THEM' ..LIKE WHO WOULDNT BREAK FOR A GODDAMN TREE?!" and she says "I would. But I don't break for poles!" OMFG. I have goose bumps I'm flaffing so fard. okay I'm done with this nonsense. Maybe you, yes, you.. the one reading this might think it's funny. I hope. rock on.. you..people.