Oh brother...

Tonight while I write, I am a bit frustrated. My college-aged brother has been annoying me again.

This past fall the kitchen dishwasher broke and my family has had to wash dishes by hand for a couple of months. It is really not big deal to me. I don't care about doing dishes. Sure, it is a little boring and not fun at all, but I do it because I am part of a family and I know that it is my responsibility to help out.
My brother has been back for vacation for almost a month now and ever since he has been back washing the dishes has become so what of an ordeal. My sister and I had a system worked out pretty well and we never really fought over who had to do the dishes, but the moment my brother came back, everything changed.
My parents decided to give him some of the washing responsibility and my sister and I explained to how we operated. He ignored everything we said and started to do his own thing. That wasn't ideal, but we worked with it and found our grove again. A couple times he has refused to wash dishes on the grounds that he has to wash dishes every night at his dorm and that he is on vacation, so he shouldn' t have to do anything.
I will admit that college is hard and he is on vacation, but my sister and I were also on vacation and had to do the dishes everynight, on top of break homework (which he had none of) and studying for finals after the break (another thing he didn't have to do). And the whole washing dished every night thing, WHATEVER!! At most, he has to wash dishes for himself and his roommate, but not for SIX other people, the dishes made to make dinner, and all the other dished accumulate between meal such as cups and saucers.
Today, the final straw broke. He just plain refused to do anything, even after dad had asked him TWICE to do something. I told him to give me one good excuse why he shouldn't have to help out the family which he belongs to and my sister and I would wash for him. He couldn't even come up with one. He just looked at me and told me that he was on vacation and that he had done so much other stuff today and he deserved a break.
BULLSHIT!
My sister finally stepped up and washed the dished, but we are both still upset at his behavior.
He is still part of this family and he has to pitch in when we need his help. Granted, he did work in the attic today, but he has spent the past two weeks watching TV and playing Wii while my sister and I were at school.

I sound really whinny, but I just wanted to get it out. I can't really talk to my mom or dad about it becaue they pull the whole college card, and my little sister would just get angry and go off on a tagent about how my brother still has his old room while she is sharing a room with our other 7-year-old sister (which I also agree is totally wrong, but I don't even want to get into that).
She did once come out and say "Its just because you love him more than us," and my mom had that very quick "Of couse not" answer.

Luckily he is going home tomorrow and everything will go back to the way it should be, brother free. This sounds so cold-hearted of me, but I kind of like it better when he is not around. I really, really do.

talk later,
Catt

What I did in 2008

Wow, it has been a year since I last posted anything. There were some things that went on at home that kept me from logging on, but I don't think anyone was reading this, so I don't think it matters anyways.
I have changed somethings about my blog in 2009. No more movies. I am over that. I get over things easily, so people who know me should not be surprised at that. I am also just going to write whenever I feel like it. I think before I wrote like everyday or something. No more. That was kind of crazy and stupid. Now, I will just write every once in a while. Right now I'm just going with the flow. We will see how things go...
So, 2008, yeah, no the best year ever for the world, but it was okay for me.

Jan - school, blah
Feb - more school, blah, and sad (single awareness day), blah
Mar - school, but SPRING BREAK!!! Visited Austin and chilled.
Apr - school. BDAY!, work (i still worked at the water park - on weekends - but I worked in the office, inside, away from the sun)
May - school, more work
Jun - finals, brother graduated, WORK
Jul - WORK!! and summer literature camp at UD with the coolest 4 girls I have ever met!
Aug - work, school, missing camp, Facebook, Dane Cook, Pandora
Sep - school, one week of work, sending my brother off to UT and getting the car to myself
Oct - school, not really missing my brother (unlike my mom), ap chem starts to kill me
Nov - school, visiting my brother at UT then him coming one week later for Thanksgiving (I don't even know), break, Twilight movie!!, a horrible first date that I don't even want to remember
Dec - school, ap chem is in full swing kill-mode, CHRISTMAS!, an actual social life for the first time (yayayay!)

So, that was my year in review. If there is anything you really want to hear about, leave a comment. I don't think anyone will though, so if somthing interesting happens in the next few days (nothing will), be prepared to hear about that.
Have a wonderful Sunday and safe week.

talk later,
Catt

Okay...

I just posted that last post because when I tried to post in on NYE, my computer froze. That is why the title is what it is.

Anyways, that day got a lot better. I went to my brother's party and I had so much fun. We played Wii, we watched the ball drop, we played cards, and we had so much fun. The week got so much better. Except for the fact that I had to go back to school, but that was inevitable.

Talk Later,
Catt

THIS WAS WRITTEN ON NEW YEAR"S EVE!!!

The past few weeks have been horrible.

1. The first alarms went off in the house while my family was on vacation so the firemen had to break into the house. We have to get the dry wall fixed, buy a new door, and we just replaced all of the firealarms.
   
2. My dad was sick for Christmas and the 26th. I did not even see him on Christmas because he stayed at his mom's house while I was with my other grandparents.
3. Today my 12-year-old sister found out she has strep throat and my 6-year-old sister has staph all through out her body. They think it might be the resistant strain. It also turns out that my dad has strep.
   
4. Today is my brother's 18th birthday and we were going to have a huge party at our house (like we do every year), but now we have to move the party to his friend's house. My sister with staph thinks the whole thing is her fault (it kind of is) and has been crying since she got back from the doctor's office.

On top of that, my dad refuses to go to the doctor to get a percreption. If he doesn't, it is just a short time before the rest of the family falls ill. I also have a splitting headache and I think that I may be coming down with streph too. The last day of the year has been horrible so far. I hope this is not an omen for what is to come next year.

Turkey Week

Yes, this whole week is named Turkey Week, because all week I have eaten turkey. Even before Thanksgiving, the school served turkey.
As I stated in my last blog, this week has been near perfect. Friday I hung out with my family, Saturday I cleaned, Sunday I cleaned and relaxed. On Monday I hung out with my grandma, Tuesday I went shopping, Wednesday I relaxed and knit and saw my other grandparents. On Thursday I knit and ate turkey, Friday I went shopping, and Saturday was my brother's Eagle ceremony. This week was great besides the massive headache I have had all week and the fact I have been sleeping on the couch. Too bad this week even has to end. Today I have to devote the day to doing homework and returning the things my dad bought on Friday morning that he found out that he does not need. I hope everybody else's week was as great as mine.

Talk Later,
Catt

Probably the Worst Day EVER!

Just like the title says, for me, today was probably the worst day ever. First, I could barely stay awake during first period. I almost fell asleep on my keyboard many of times, which probably constituted to the fact that I under nothing of what we did in class.
Then during 2nd period we took a quiz. I o the topic (momentum and impulse) like the back of my hand. I was ready to take it on Friday like we were going to until the teacher changed his mind. Anyways, I studied all weekend for the make-up test I had to take today (more info later) and I used the wrong formulas on the quiz. I made a 30, and I can't change that grade by retaking the quiz. I can't believe I made such a stupid mistake. My brother was the one who graded my paper and told me I had everything set up right, I just didn't' factor in time, which caused some major problems.
On the bright side, I didn't have English today and I won't see my English teacher on Wednesday.
During fourth period, my teacher went around to collect papers, and Santana and I were the only ones who did our homework. She chewed out the whole class and I felt so small. Even though I did my homework, I still felt like I was the one being screamed at. It is just a horrible feeling.
I got up from my desk at the end of 4th period to go take my re-take after school and I felt something wet on my legs. My "Aunt Flo" had come for a visit starting a few days ago and she leaked down my leg. I must have sat funny because her "bed" was empty. Luckily, I wore a tunic today to school. Once I got up stairs, the best friend a girl could ever have lent me her jacket to wear around my waist until I got home. Then I went to go take my test with an obnoxious yellow jacket tied around my hips. And you are never going to guess who I ran into... the guy I have had a crush on for quite some time. I must have looked so stupid. At this point I was almost in tears. Thank goodness I was staying after school to take that test though, because if I didn't, my brother's friend would of have to given me a ride home and seen me at my lowest point of the whole school year. This guy and I are friends I guess. We make small talk and he volunteered to give me a ride home from school, and he will help me if I really need something, but we don't hang out on the weekends or discuss what is really going on in our lives. It would be awful if he saw me all "Aunt Flo" like. It was bad enough that my crush saw, but don't see him everyday.
Anyways, I went to go take my test and the teacher had forgotten I was coming in even though I had told him on Friday and he asked me during class and I told him I was coming in today after school. So I had to wait 20 minutes while he made a test for me. That test was almost an insult. I was easy enough for a monkey to pass. There were only two I couldn't do because he had forgotten distance on one of them and the other one, I just really had no idea what to do.
Since my teacher had forgotten about me, he gave me my test and two large pieces of poster board with all the equations on them and sent me to Credit Recovery. CR is for people who have missed too much school or kids who have nothing better to do than hang out in a computer lab with a teacher who doesn't care. I had to try to take my test with the two kids in front of me flirting... in Spanish nevertheless, the teacher talking on her cell phone and one girl who had turned the sound on high on her computer. I barely kept my sanity.
After the test, I had to go to my locker to pick up a couple of books, and my phone bumped against something. When I was walking down the stairs, I noticed my phone was calling someone. The caller i.d. said Emergency Call. My phone had dialed 911!! I hung up hoping that no one had answered the phone yet, but I was out of luck. The lady called back, asked who I was, and if there was an emergency. I had to explain to her what happened and she still didn't believe me. She asked me twice if I was all right. I was so embarrassed.
On the ride home from school I was almost in tears, but if Ii would of cried my brother would of freaked out and might of wreaked, since he was driving. Somehow I kept my cool. When I got home, mom asked me how my day went and I told her that it was horrible and all about the quiz, then I went to go change. I couldn't stop crying. After I had cried for a good three minutes and collected myself, I went downstairs to put my clothes (and Yasmin's jacket) in the wash. I told my mom about the "Aunt Flo Accident" and she just told me that I need to be better prepared and that it was all my fault. I ALREADY know that, but she just needed to rub it in. She couldn't stop what she was doing for two seconds to give me a hug of say something positive. And she wonders why I never tell her anything.
In a nutshell (really, this is the condensed version) that was probably the worst day ever. And the worst part was that when I got up this morning I thought that today was going to be a great day. My jeans fit, even with my bloating, and my make-up was perfect. In fact, my make-up stayed near-perfect all day long. Even through the crying my make-up stayed put. That was the only big sunny side of my day. Perfect make-up. How pathetic and shallow am !?

Talk Later,
Catt

sorry about the lenght - I got kind of carried away in places

Hmmm...

Yes, I did get everything done that I needed to on Tuesday, just not too well. I made a 60 on my Physics test - which I am retaking on Monday afternoon - , a 85 on my History test - but I used some old extra credit points to bring it up to a 90 -, and I made a 87 on my Spanish test.
Friday night was the last game of the season against Boyd. Boyd won. The score was something like 48-24. I was bad. The worst part was that it was my brother's last time ever playing football on an organized team like this. He didn't even want to leave the field. When the game was over I saw the biggest guy on the team come up to the bottom of the stands to talk to someone and he was crying. Tears were streaming down his face. He was trying to smile, but it was a fake "I'm trying to make this a happy moment" type of smile.
Since the lake was flooded this summer, our city didn't have a fireworks show (the fireworks are shot off from an island that was under water and there was no "beach" for people to sit on and watch the fireworks). So instead of a 4th of July fireworks show, TC had a veteran's day fireworks show. Tonight was also my brother's friend's birthday party. My brother has hung around with these same friends since middle school, and all of our families are really tight. Anytime anyone had a party, everybody goes. Anyways, it was his 18th birthday party, his real birthday is on the 14th, and my whole family went. This family just built a new house right on the lake, so we watched the fireworks from the balcony. The view was perfect. Then Jenna, Nick, Shannon, Mary and I (plus Elizabeth, but she is only 5 and really didn't do anything) played ping-pong while the guys did who-knows-what. We ate dinner, did cake and presents, and then the guys went outside, while us little brother and sisters went upstairs and danced to club music that KissFm was playing. We had such a good time. Nick really didn't dance, but kind of slept for most of the time. He is not really one for dancing. Jenna, Shannon and I just danced. None of us really have any skills, so we tried to white-girl dance. It was really bad. It was nothing dirty, just stupid looking. Then Nick called this person who had sent me this text that read "Keep running from me". The number that texted me is (972)-464-6661. I live in the 972 area. The person who answered sounded weird so I made Nick hang up before he said anything else. The guys downstairs were doing some pretty funny stuff. They were fake fighting, but one of the guys makes these really real sounding fight sounds. Then one guy gave some of the other guys back rubs. They formed a back rubbing train. That same guy also sat down next to some other guy and just starting holding and caressing his hand. It was pretty funny, or maybe you just had to be there.

Talk Later,
Catt

So...Much...To...Do...

The past couple of days have been insane. I have had tons of homework and I have three test tomorrow. Our band (including my best friend) are in San Antonio for the state marching band competition. Senior night was on Friday and we won in the last ten seconds -thanks Jason- again!!! The pep rally was amazing. The senior footballs players danced to "Crank dat" by that Soldier Boy guy (that is totally not he spells his name). On top of all this I am working on my brother's Eagle ceremony. I have so much to do, but so little time. (isn't that always the case!)

Talk Later,
Catt
I really shouldn't be writing since I have so much to do, but everyone needs a break. (According to my dad, people who take breaks are "losers". He says this whenever my brother takes a break from homework or scholarships.)

Melancholy Monday

Today was the start of the new nine weeks at school!! There are some new kids in my BCIS class, and annoying Jeff got moved out of my Physics class. Because he got moved, now my brother sits behind me. He is having so much fun bothering me by pulling my hair and moving my desk out from under me, Maybe it will get better as time goes on....
I found out on Saturday night that the high school band is going to state competition. I may have to go a couple days without my best friends, but that is totally the price to pay for the band going to state. She plays the saxophone during marching season and the oboe the rest of the year. She is going to have so much fun.
Lastly I want to mention this comment I received last night. It is about getting Internet service in Brazil and the comment was in Portuguese and I had to use Google translator to understand it. It did give me a website name so here is the link for anyone who wants to check it out.

Talk Later,
Catt

Monkey or Man?

This is a picture of my dad asleep in his bed. No, he is not really a monkey (even though sometimes he does act like one). My brother got this mask way back when we went ot the zoo up in Lafayette, Indiana. Both sides of my families live there and a trip to the zoo was an anual thing to do until we all had been so many times we could walk through the zoo with out eyes closed. Here is a link in case you are interested or ever go up there: http://www.lafayette.in.gov/zoo.
I've decided that this will be my profile pic, so get used to it!!