Wednesday, June 21, 2006

Drama, Drama, Drama

Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Ah, God.

My cousin, Priscilla, is going down the drain. She's basically becoming a hoodrat. I hate to talk about family like that, but it's true. She used to be such a good role model for me and my sister and her little sister too, but now, down the drain. Now, all she wants is drama and attention.

Today she called, basically after months of not speaking to me or my mom, saying that she was gonna get in a fight with her best friend (NEW best friend aka trouble maker) and to call her back. I knew what was happening as soon as I heard her voice, she wanted help. I'm all for helping people who completely ignore me and my existence for months (Sadly, that was a true statement) but my mom on the other hand, just completely dismissed the call and went back to sleep (she works nights). Well, her sister (and my cousin) Robbyn, called a little while after just filling my mom in on the situation and saying that my grandpa was bringing her, Priscilla, AND the friend from down where they live to my grandpa's house. I didn't see how this would of helped the situation at all, but my input wasn't important.

Anyway, grandpa brings everyone the his house, and then he has to leave again to pick up my grandma. Well, he tells Robbyn (Priscilla little sister) to keep Priscilla and the girl at the house. That's impossible for anyone, let alone Robbyn. So the girl and Priscilla go down the street over some person's house and then has like a argument over the phone with the people they're supposed to fight. Me and my mom get over there and we basically sit and wait for the fighter people to show up. After like 20 minutes me, my mom, and Robbyn leave to go over my grandma's house. After a while over there me and my mom just come home. It was useless to stay over there and wait for these people to show up, when we all know they aren't gonna show up. It was like common sense to know, they weren't coming.

I miss my old cousin. She used to be so cool, I used to look up to her. I used to wanted to be like her. Like, last summer, she stayed over my house for the summer, we used to stay up all night talking and now we barely say hello when we see each other (if I see her). I mean, it sucks. She goes to her friends before she comes to her family. I'll always be there for her, but sometimes I think she completely forgets about me, my younger sister and her younger sister. She's the oldest of the cousins (even though there's basically four of us) and she should be a role model, not a model of the street life. It's saddening, but what can I do? She won't listen to me, I'm just her younger cousin who goes nowhere, does nothing, and has awesome grades. I'm not a peer to her anymore. I'm just...Not even on the scale. I hope she stops smoking weed and going to parties and stuff soon, cause my mom called Judge Hatchett and they called back, so it's only a matter of time before we all go down there on the show to smooth this all out.

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