my brother in law is driving me insane now. he is mean to my sister.
my sister went into labor on thanksgiving. at about 7 am i was laying in bed awake and i heard my brother in law knock on my parent’s bedroom door “uuh, jenni’s in labor,” he said. he mentioned that her contractions were three minutes apart and soon they were two minutes apart, and they went to the hospital here in town.
i was still laying in bed when all this excitement happened. then my parents left and i baby sat my nephew until late afternoon.
then i got to visit my sister and my new niece (jacqueline). she is a healthy baby. no turner’s syndrome.
the assisting nurse for my sister’s delivery was my next door neighbor. (i typed ‘nabor’ at first).
so my brother in law hasn’t been the nicest to my sister WHO JUST HAD HIS BABY BY C-SECTION. my mom and him went to visit my sister yesterday morning, and my mom came home first and told me that my brother in law was going to call when he was ready to come home and she would go pick him up. she didn’t want my sister to have to spend the day alone, and she thought that they should spend some time together alone.
so i waited a little while before i left to visit my sister. when i got there my brother in law was not there. my sister told me that he was in a bad mood and left about ten minutes after my mom, and he walked. HE WALKED ABOUT SIX MILES HOME JUST BECAUSE HE DIDN’T WANT TO SPEND TIME IN THE HOSPITAL. dumbass. it’s only his wife and newborn child! i don’t know why she puts up with him, or how she does it. but he doesn’t do anything but make her feel bad. sometimes i am very mean to him. sometimes he is nice but it’s silly. my sister asked him to come visit her again later that night but he said no. i went and visited her again, and so did my dad. she is lonely there. when i went my second time to visit, my niece was crying a lot. and my sister and i watched the beginning of wayne’s world on tv.
i don’t know. i dont think they are even happy together anymore. sometimes i think my sister just wants to live a happy fairy tale type life. with her kids and husband, making him happy, and taking care of the house and kids. WHAT A HAPPY FAIRY TALE.
one time this summer, my sister was napping and my brother in law woke her up to change my nephew’s diaper because he didn’t want to. and i yelled at him. i said, “THEN YOU CHANGE IT!” to him when he mentioned that my sister needed to get up to do it. he said, “nuh uh, she’s here.” and i was so mad at him and didn’t talk to him for the rest of the day. i liked it when he was gone for the two months on the road with his job. he’s just annoying. and he has this obsession with video games. there’s nothing wrong with that, it just gets kind of annoying too.
everyone here in the house lately has been bitching at each other. my mom and sister do not get a long a lot of the time, but i think they will when my sister gets back from the hospital. sometimes my mom will make suggestions and my sister will be very hostile back at her, because she will think it’s another nagging from her. i dont know. everything is just kind of unpleasant a lot of the time with everyone here.
yesterday i ate a lot of turkey and green bean casserole left overs. but now i think i am done with those. i was craving a salad last night so i got one of those salad shaker things from mcdonalds and a fruit and yogurt parfait. because i am so cool.
i came home and found out that my aunt is in the hospital for a heart attack. it’s not for sure if it was a heart attack, so they are going to run some tests. no one here ever tells me news, especially if it’s bad news or upsetting news. i think she’s doing okay though.
on the upside of everything, my birthday is in 10 days.
if my sister doesn’t go into labor by friday, she will go to the hospital and they shall induce it. so by friday i will be an aunt times three. this will be my first niece. and i’m really scared that something is going to be wrong.
see the doctors have brought up concerns. my first nephew (the pregnant sister’s first child) had a lot of problems when he was born. first, this niece was thought to have spina bifida, and now she might have turner’s syndrome, or dwarfism, or something like that. i know it’s a lot of stress on my sister who has been through way too much crap in her life. anyway, i have been optimistic about this birth (or just blocking the bad possibilities out of my mind). it’s just kind of weird.
my brother in law came back on saturday, after being away working for two months. he’s not driving me insane yet. he doesn’t drive me insane, he’s just so loud and sometimes very immature. i yell at him a lot because i am mean.
but he wakes up earlier than i do, and he’s so loud. it’s like, “PLEASE SHUT UP SO I CAN GET MY SLEEP ON THE WEEKEND.” this morning at 6:30 i woke up for school (to finish an assignment that was due yesterday), and he was up, making lots of noises and being rowdy with my nephew. OH MAN.
it’s not that big of a deal. sometimes i will be laying in bed and i will say, “shut up!” outloud.
it’s also hard to find ‘quiet time’ to study or read around here. and everyone just nags the hell out of eachother. my mother is driving us insane. she nags constantly at my sister–i guess my mother thinks it’s her job to take care of her grandson.
“somebody has to watch him i’m going upstairs.” hello, he’s not your child, his mother is right here. sometimes i jump into my mom and sister’s arguments just to tell them it’s not worth fighting about. they fight all the time and my mom is very unfair to my sister. my sister’s name is jen.
i guess it just sounds like i’m whining. but my mom goes into these mega mood swings sometimes and everyone notices. the other night my dad was very upset at her for it. she is a complain machine. but i’m complaining too. hello complaints.
my mom is going through menopause.
so today in creative writing we went and interviewed second graders. i was partnered with this little girl named macy. she has three horses and likes to ride her four-wheeler. we will write children’s books complete with illustrations for these kids and give it to them.
i hate creative writing. it’s the suckiest class ever. the whole purpose of the class, my teacher says, is to teach us the techniques to use in order to get published. she says it’s very rare that stories or poems without good imagery are published. she says it’s the way society is. i think that’s a bunch of poop.
man, my feet must have sweat a lot today because they really stink.
i can’t wait until thursday. i want to stuff my face with good food. i like thanksgiving a lot, just for the food. because i am greedy. i dont like watching football.
for pottery we did these draped slabs, and turned them into owls. most of us put wings on them, and so i did too. and i must have done it wrong because when it was in the kiln, the wings broke off. i hot glued them back on today but that saddened me. 1/4 of my fired pottery has blown up.
things i have made in pottery:
a pinch pot
a jack o lantern
a fish
a owl
my school’s mascot is the owls.
hoo.
jesus my feet are awful. i’m going to go wash them.
why do i have poison in my head.
before i go wash my feet, let me share a story. I LEFT MY PIANO BOOKS AT MY PIANO TEACHER’S HOUSE ALL WEEK. so i was going crazy trying to find them, and then i called her and she’s like, “you sure did!” when i asked her if i left them there. now how dumb is it, that you leave your books at your piano teacher’s house. and not notice until the day of your lesson that they are gone. ha.
today i got a new christmas music book. it’s thick and super super nice.
okay, now it’s time to wash my feet, or at least put some powder on them or something and change socks. this is unusual.
so today i was throwing darts at a dartboard trying to get a red bullseye, and didn’t. however, i threw one dart, and then threw another, and it landed in the end of the first dart! it was stuck in the end.
so there was a dart in the dartboard, and then another dart sticking out of the end of that dart. like robin hood. i bet you can’t do that. i made everyone go look at it.
think up three controversial topics for my senior composition paper. (abortion, gun control, and capital punishment are not allowed but who would want to write on those topics anyway).
find and article and write a summary for psychology.
write an essay for creative writing.
finish my spanish assignments.
holy moly this should be fun!
work was unusually dead tonight, for a saturday. so i left before 8:00 and took some popcorn chicken. i steal food. i am so gross.
today i watched massive amounts of porno and drank a few shots of vodka. not really. that was yesterday.
goodnight kids.
the other night this kid said to me, “you can’t catch sarcasm can you?” which was really extremely funny to the seventy-fifth power. because really. does my sarcasm not stick out like a big red flashing light on my forehead. i guess it doesnt, actually.
but what happened was. we got this girl a birthday card at work and we were all to sign it. and the front said, “happy birthday from the good, the bad, and the ugly.” and after i signed it, this boy was signing it. and i told him i was going to put “the good” next to my name and he needs to put “the ugly” next to his. it was a lame joke but i’m a lame joker. he proceeded to fake laugh. it was nice.
holy jesus a meteor shower! i have not slept much lately. goodnight.
ha, i just realized i said, “goodnight kids” earlier in the entry but then i kept typing. because i am smooth. my human phys teacher said a good way to insult someone is to say, “you have a smooth brain.”
so today i wore my ninja turtles shirt and all these people liked it. there’s a dance tomorrow at my school which i will not attend, but this whole week was filled with themes for the dance couples to do. like one day they switch clothes (and that’s a really funny one, though my sister said that if i switched clothes with a guy ever, no one would be able to tell). and that’s true. also, today was twin day. and so some people thought i was going to the dance with this kid who owns a ninja turtle shirt. which was funny. because i really think that boy is very pretty. it’s funny how i ‘admire’ boys from afar. boys i never talk to. i am a shy girly girl. i guess i don’t really like him. i just like to look at him. a lot.
so, it’s friday. and i’m going to stay home. usually, i’m either at home or working on most nights anyway. working, school, and being at home is my life pretty much. and i don’t mind. i don’t socially mix well.
today in psychology we did this meditating exercise. it was nice. i tried to free my mind of all thoughts (fight those thoughts away!) but that was kind of hard. also, suddenly “we’re not going to take it” by twisted sister gets stuck in my head, and then the theme to growing pains. and i havent heard either song for a long time. when i tap into my unconciousness, that’s what i get. cheesy 80s dee dee snider crap and sitcom themes.
i am listening to prince. it’s been awhile since i did much listening to him. prince makes me hard. even though sometimes he makes me laugh. i like to look at him too, sometimes. when he’s not funny looking. like on the cover of his dirty mind album, i think. he’s wearing some jacket and some tight speedo type things. that might be another album, i dont know. but that makes me laugh. he is one of my favorite artists ever.
my back needs to be popped. i need a massage. i like to complain. i think i have back problems. this isn’t cool. i’m falling apart and i’m not even 18 years of age.
actually, i probably exaggerate things a lot.
i thought my sister would be having her baby awhile ago. but she hasn’t. she’s starting to get closer and closer to the due date and some more ‘almost time to deliver’ symptoms are appearing. i dont think you want to hear about those.
18 days until i am 18. hooray.
actually, i’m not really looking forward to it. it’s not like i’m dreading it or anything. it’s just going to be another day, i think. we never really celebrate my birthday here.
i think maybe later tonight i’ll make some mixtapes. because those are fun. i wish my car had a tape player, because then i keep them all there. instead, my car just has a radio. and mid-missouri doesn’t have a lot of selection. at least, not within my listening distance.
so my school is doing a school wide unit on the 60s. and i think that’s really great and everything, but it’s making teachers pile more work on top of what they’ve already given us. and that’s a lot of work. i didn’t think my senior year would be this busy.
i guess it’s my fault though. i chose my classes and i choose to procrastinate.
i admit i have a procrastination problem. procrastinators anonymous. oh man. what a nice idea.
here is a nice story about a shoe store: we were looking around, and we heard this lady that we couldn’t see talking. she was saying stuff about, “bitchin’ shoes” and we thought that was really funny. so we were laughing really quietly and then maurine breathes in, because we hear that breathing is a nice thing to do, and she snorts really loudly. and then the lady stops talking, probably because she was like, “who is that snorting?”
so we’re laughing even harder and my eyes are watering from laughing and we leave the store. and the clerk guy is just kind of looking at us, because really, we’re laughing and snorting in the store. he probably thought we did something to some shoes.
so i went to columbia missouri with maurine and we had a nice time at a mall. i bought stuff. including a ninja turtles shirt, a gumby shirt and a weezer shirt. also i got some nice shoes.
and some bob dylan merchandise, and a sex pistols album and a pixies album.
nice.
so, after the mall we planned on going to this free show. but that didn’t really go as planned. i’m not going to go into detail, but we ended up walking around the area a lot, drinking really really bad coffee (osama’s coffee zone) and then hearing some really really bad techno music. and discovering the band wasn’t playing until 11:00, which is like 3 hours later than what we had originally thought. fun.
it really wasn’t that bad though, because it was about a million times more interesting than an average day in the life of tina. i took some pictures of street signs with stickers on them, and some vandalism that said, “trust jesus”
also, some man in about his 40s frightened us enough to leave at 11:00, when the band was supposed to come on. because he kept asking us questions and then started following us, eventually. kids, that’s not fun. we were really scared for awhile. we ended up getting a hotel room and staying overnight because the plans changed quite a bit from what we had originally thought. i still had a nice time.
maurine apologized a few times but she didn’t need to. really, they’ve done a lot for me.
i should be doing my homework. i have a screen play (the first ten minutes of one) due on monday. also, i have a paper due tuesday in senior comp. fun times two!
i guess i’ll just be extra busy tomorrow. i get to wake up a little early, work five hours, and then stay up late doing homework.
it’s all my doing, though. i’ve had a long time to get this crap done.
i don’t like this cold weather. i don’t like hot weather. i like when it’s just turning into autumn. when the leaves on trees are a nice tint of orange. but then they all wither up and fall off. it’s all downhill from there. i like it to be cool. but not so that i shiver when i go without a jacket. which reminds me, i left my jacket at work on thursday. and i forgot to pick it up today. i have a nice memory.
hello. my name is tina and sometimes it feels like i have narcolepsy.
not that i know what it feels like to have that. but sometimes, i could just fall asleep anywhere. or at least it feels like it.
oh man. it’s tuesday. tomorrow is wednesday and the last full day of my school week. we get out early thursday for an in-service i think, and we get out friday because someone messed up.
see. there’s this teacher’s conference thing in st. louis, and it’s actually next friday but the superintendent thought it was this week. so we’re getting a day off for no real reason. and i shall not complain. see this? this is me not complaining.
i have been disconnected from the internet. therefore, i am typing this offline.
today i bought don mclean’s american pie album. for $11.88 at my local wal-mart.
in senior comp. today, we had second drafts of some problem/solution papers due. my paper is about procrastination. how ironic is it that i didn’t type out the second draft until this morning when i woke up.
she read everyone’s introduction paragraph outloud to the class so we could hear people’s reaction’s to ours. people liked mine. because it’s sarcastic. it’s written in a mock serious tone, and my teacher said that a lot of kids in the class are saying that theirs is a mock serious tone but it really isn’t. mine is. so take that kids in my fifth hour senior comp class! hello. i am dumb. my paper is lacking some serious things it needs though. but it feels nice writing something like that for school–how often do you get to write something humorous and get a major grade on it? not that often, kids.
my sister and i decided to go to taco bell for dinner tonight.
hello fast food. i am incredibly unhealthy.
friday should be a nice day. no school, no work. and i might be hanging out with maurine. it should be a lot of fun if we do. because i like to hang out with cool kids. originally, we wanted to get together to make a dumb video, but i dont know where we could do that. with our idea. also my mother won’t let me drive very far.
perhaps we will go to a mall and then to a show–but nothing is definite. taking dumb pictures is all the rage, you know.
i like pepperjack cheese.
my sister started having contractions yesterday. and she’s already dialated. is that the right word? my pregnancy vocabulary is not very big.
she will be popping out a baby pretty soon.
maurine saw bob dylan for a third time. it was a surprise. i think that’s superwonderful. she was even in the same room as bob’s band! right next to them!
when she told me i almost had some sort of panic attack, because really. that was so great. i am glad i have her autograph.
hello.
i’m bored a lot. my name on aol instant messenger is ’socks are fun’.
i tried to get the screen name ‘kermit the toad’ and ‘kevin arnold’ the other day, but they were taken. i was very saddened. i have other screen names, but i do not use them. hello. that was interesting.
today we had some speaker from devry talk to us during our math hour. he was a bit frightening. he kept kind of squatting and putting his hands on his knees and saying his words very slowly and louder, and widening his eyes. he was really getting into what he was saying. what he was saying was boring, but i liked watching him. when he did his squat-hand-on-his-knees-thing, it looked like he really had to urinate. and i had a nice time laughing on the inside about that.
also, this kid who i think is very pretty was in there. the end.
i am such a girly girl.
i read some of my notebooks from a few years ago. i officially started writing in them on a regular basis on april 27, 1997. i was 13 years old then i think. i really can’t do math. i was born december 4, 1983. i’ll be 18 years of age soon.
notebooks used to last me for over a year–then it went down to 8 months, then about 5, then 4. now i average about 3-4 months a notebook. i ramble a lot. i ramble differently in these online ‘journal’ things. maybe because i know i’ll have an audience and it’s just like talking to someone. not really.
because i really don’t know who reads this. i don’t think any of my online friends do. and if they do, i was just never aware. i don’t really care to tell you the truth.
these kids from school met marky ramone last night. one of those kids is the one i said is pretty earlier. it would be really embarrassing if some kid from school found this by chance. oh well. just because i think a kid is pretty doesn’t mean i lust after him. he’s just pretty.
