very good

talk about bursting your bubble. my sister has the ability to turn a good day into a bad one. just when you thought the day's becoming a fun one, she becomes cruella deville doing tantrums. for the past few days she has been staying at home and that has been the longest i've spent with her not arguing since she moved out. she probably passed up the chance to piss me off before today because it was my birthday yesterday. but come today, she moves back into her old vicious selfish self.

since this week was supposed to be dedicated to my vigan trip, i had filed a week long vacation leave from work. but since i have given all my monetary goods to bills, i have been unable to fund vigan. therefore, i decided that this was going to be my bum week. i wouldn't do anything i didn't want to do. and come my birthday, i would try my best to do nothing but stare blindly at every corner of my room until i fall asleep. i succeeded.

my sister decided to spend time home on these days. maybe i started this. because i have wanted to watch the final sequel to the xmen and i knew she was the one i could drag into a movie in short notice. but i never figured that that one short invitation was going to last the rest of my vacation. it was fun during the first days. she made herself amiable. she even fed me through it. that was until a little over an hour ago. after we had dinner and shopped a little and watched the lake house. we weren't quite sure where to go from there since we don't commonly have the same interests other than food, shopping and films. i was texting some friends while we were discussing this. and mind you, i was multi-tasking. i wasn't exactly even texting. was just sending the message and i was asking her where she wanted to go. or what she wanted to do. are we going to wait for mom somewhere? or are we heading home? or does she still want to hang out? then out of the blue, she walked out on me and had this pissed off look all over her. not much time later, when i was enumerating my questions in the clearest possible way i could ask them, she says she was pissed because she was asking me what we were going to do and i was texting.

good God.

how pathetic can that get? can i possibly get anything more logical than that? probably something more adult? she got pissed because i was texting. when everytime she does the same thing, i try to do the decent thing and let it pass. because you're not supposed to make an issue out of texting. it's irrational. it doesn't make sense. so there you go. a good night ending in the worst way possible. i should have asked her before i mentioned i wanted to watch a movie that if she was going to blow this one again, we might as well not waste time and effort to try and make a good event out of it.

i was happy before that happened. i was actually thinking that this was the longest i've spent with her without a prima donna act from her. and then she blows it. very good.

and this could have been a fun entry. something like a review of what i watched. or how i liked going back to eastwood. or the insane things i mused about while i was on leave. but something like that has to happen. some things just never change even when you turn 22.