Hey tara! do me a favor yeah? don't fucking try to get all crazy or brave on me just because i didn't show up to your drunken get together for your birthday. while you were out drinking with your stupid drug addicted and infested friends, i was at home on friday with christian taking care of my dad. cool? i know where my priorities are, do you? Thursday night was katts birthday and celebration. to make the long story short, it was a blast. we didn't get back to her place till 4am in the morning. Like i stated before, my boyfriend came over this weekend and stayed at my house in my room. We didn't really feel like going out so instead we had dinner with my parents since my mom made pozole and they parentals were getting to know the hubby. after dinner, my dad didn't feel to good so i stayed at the house just in case i was needed in any way. I mean he won't be able to drive himself to the hospital if he needed to. on saturday my stupid brother and his family left to the LA County Fair and my parents of course, left with Jesus Christ. I showered with Christian and I told him to get ready for our date. I took him to downtown disney where we had a wonderful time and we came home at about 11pm and still no one was there. sunday morning rolled around and i forced him to shop for himself. He never buys himself any clothes so I felt like his mother when I pretty much picked out everything including jeans, mind you he NEVER wears jeans, but he will now :) So last night after i made pasta my brother comes home and my mom asks him how his day went and if he wanted food; she babies her 29 year old son so much, i don't get it. Well when she asks, she turns to me and asks ME how MY day went and if I wanted any food. I got home at 6pm and my brother got home at 730pm. Mom, does it really take you that long to ask me? I rather you not ask me just because you asked your son. I know who the favorites are in this family and I'm ok with not being needed or acknowledged so much, I'm getting use to it. The great thing is though that although I get frustrated by everyones bullshit & hipocracy, I don't loathe in self pity in my room... instead I lay on my bed and thank geezis cryzt that I'm nothing like this family. Instead I watch the fucking Justice League, i win!