Rise and Shine
First day back to school. I had the worst time falling asleep last night. I think it was a mix of nerves, panic from not being prepared for my test, and the funky sleep schedule I had gotten myself into. I laid awake forever, finally fell asleep, woke myself up with a coughing fit, lay awake for another eternity, and then finally fell asleep for good.
Before I knew it, I heard soft guitar sounds. My phone was ringing. I wearily reached for it, assuming it was my alarm. I see it’s a call and answer. On the other end, ready to wake me up? A screaming teenager.
Ah yes. My sister. Remember, the one who can be ghetto? I jumped up in a panic. She was doing a screaming/crying mix. Once I understood her, I found out that noone died or wsa in the hospital like I assumed. Instead, I heard a rant about how my stepdad didn’t take her to school b/c her clothes were too low and revealing but she didn’t want to change b/c she thought it was fine. My stepdad is like the bus. Not ready on time? He’ll leave. And he did.
She wanted me to take her to school. Last time she got left at home, I took her and my parents said, hey you’re defeating the purpose if she thinks she can just get around it and call you.
So I told her I couldn’t take her.
Commence screaming and crying and borderline hyperventilation before hanging up the phone on me while I was mid-sentence.
It’s going to be a beautiful day.
Love,
Laney
