Thursday, February 3, 2005

"The Pope hospitalized due to being flu-striken.."

That was the front page of yesterday's local newspaper. The man is still alive? That's what shocked me when I saw the paper.

Anyway, this past week and a half has been nerve-shredding for me. My oldest sister, as I told you before, had come to visit. Yeah, I was up for it. I enjoyed seeing her after so many years. And we finally got to spend quality time together; getting to know one another.

However, the more I hung out with her, the more I was getting agrivated (whether I spelled that correctly, I don't care) with her presence. Is that horrible of me to say? If so, sorry, I can't help it. She's a replica of my mother. Not exact, but pretty damn close. I went out to lunch with a guy friend the other day, and like my mother, she was all up in my business. Like, she kept questioning me what I was going to wear, what I was going to do with the little hair I have, do I like this guy friend more than a friend..need I say more? So, I go out to eat lunch with the guy. I have a pretty good time. The food wasn't all too great, but we had a good time. Nothing more than friends having lunch together. I come home, and she's on my back about it.

Now, if you don't know me; I'll give you something to remember: If I have something to say, I'll go up to you and say it. That pertains greatly to my personal affairs. If I want you to know something, I'll tell you. Sorry if that sounds blunt and bitchy, but that's how I've learned to handle situations and feelings. It's saved me alot of pain...

Any how..I get annoyed very easily. Very easily. It's a bad habit of mine, but something I can't shake off. I've tried, really..but it won't go away. So, keeping this in mind, my sister constantly comes up to me and asks me "wassup". Now, it will be fine the first time, or twice. But it will be like every five minutes. She keeps asking the same questions over again..and it crawls over me. I can't stand it. This falls back on what I said earlier; if I want you to know something, I'll let you know.

I'm glad she's leaving to California in about..eight hours. Is that bad of me to say? Probably, but..there's so much more behind the writing that I cannot explain. Perhaps I'm too anti-social. Who knows?

Anyway, on some sort of happier note, the sixth chapter of The Bikini Bandits is up in the OB Anthology. Actually, this is a much happier note from me. This happens to be my pride and joy on the OB. I think I have every right to be proud of it. Anyways, continuing ^_^..Chapter 6 is the start of a new journey. The idea I have in my mind is going to carry out over many chapters. It will throw the Bandits into a more serious situation, and darker intentions..not just from the Bandits, but from the baddy. There's also another thing about this "saga", I'm focusing on someone else as the main character instead of mine. I mean, I've included all of my Bandits, but I still felt that I've taken the spotlight. This time, I'm going to take the sidelines..sort of. But that's all you're getting on that. The rest, you'll just have to read from the story as it continues.

Well, that's all for now..before I get on another rampage.
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