the wedding. the window. the hospital. | imxherexbutxyouxdontxseexme's Blog

well. my dear ol' dad is getting remarried. and i just found out about it earlier this week and the wedding is saturday. and im supposed to be in the wedding.lol. oh and i cant tell my mom that hes getting remarried because he thinks that she will try to ruin the wedding if she knows about it.lol. and my soon to be step-mom got mad at me because my purple hair doesnt match her wedding colours. she wanted me to strip the colour out of it, but i told her that that wasnt gonna happen. so needless to say i've been sort of stressed out right?

then last night, my darling brother got mad at his EX girlfriend. they had an argument over the phone, and he threw his phone across the room... and decided that it was a good idea to put his hand thru' a window. (ok it prolly wasnt a concious decision.) so i spent the night in the hospital with him last night, and i am exhausted. the glass cut thru' the main artery and nicked the secondary artery and he severed the nerve completely and cut some tendons and ligaments and stuff, and we wont know for sure whether he will be able to use his hand again or not for about two years. he is prolly gonna have to go to psychical therapy.

and just about a month ago, he went to court and got assigned some community service, about an $8000 fine and like a year of probation. (during this time they can drug test him when ever they dern well feel like...) and what does he do but as soon as he gets home but smoke some.

and he's griping at me because i dont have a job to help mom pay HIS fine. and i dont do enough around the house. (my grandmother is re-doing pretty much everything in the house right now, so of course its a mess. she's re-painting, and rearranging, and basically doing a spring cleaning thing in the middle of summer.) but no... he just comes home from the hospital and starts griping at me because the bathroom smells like paint, and there's a mess in the living room. and on and on and on. (yeah i know that he's in pain and all, but dand it not everything is my fault. i assure you.)