Posted by Cristalia on Oct 2, 2008 in
Danger! So she went on and on about why I should sacrifice everything for family. She asked, “Don’t you love your family? Why are you so cold hearted?”
Should I honor those terrible questions with a response? Does being related by blood with someone mean I have to love them?
I think for a second and I tell her, “I can’t. I don’t have any love left to give her.”
Then she starts laughing. “Why do you over dramatize everything?” She asked.
“You don’t believe me? I lie to you sometimes but I do tell the truth most of the time.” I replied.
Then she said, “Like that time you stole the car at 3 A.M. when you didn’t even have a license and drove all the way to Katy?”
Without thinking, I blurted out, “You know about that?”
Oh well. I guess there’s no helping it. She knows more than she lets on, I suppose.
Posted by Cristalia on Aug 16, 2008 in
Danger! On the way, my mom went to a store to buy some toothpaste, so I waited outside just pacing back and forth in frustration.
Suddenly, this kid, maybe 14 or 15, comes up to me and starts hitting on me.
I don’t know what happened next. Actually I do know but I didn’t realize what I did until I did it. I punched the kid in the face so hard that he got a nosebleed. He of course starts spouting nasty comments, but I felt so much better immediately.
I rarely, rarely ever take my anger out on other people, and ten seconds later I already felt guilty. My mom comes out and starts yelling and apologizing to the kid. I did, too, but I’m not sure I meant it. I was guilty of the fact that I took my anger out on another person, but I wasn’t guilty about punching the kid. I told him to hit on people his own age, and the look on his face told me he thought I was, so I was even more pissed.
Posted by Cristalia on Aug 9, 2008 in
Danger! Before we realized it, we got rear ended by the car behind us, probably because our driver was going so damn slow, and because both of those dumb drivers were looking at the truck instead of the road. But the kicker is this - they decided to take care of the accident literally right next to the fucking burning truck. How stupid is that?
My family and I were all extremely angry at this point at the driver. All I have to say about this incident is that I’m glad I’m still alive now.
Three hours later we finally arrived at my grandmother’s house. It was around dinner time now and I forced myself to put away my anger for a while. My grandma has Alzheimer’s and didn’t remember who I was. That’s ok. I was mostly looking forward to seeing my third oldest and favorite cousin. I spent the most time with her. She’s six years older than me and was truly like a sister to me.