Just Not Fair

Okay, this seriously feels like I'm part of the movie "Little Miss Sunshine"...if you've ever heard of that movie. It's the funniest shit ever.

But for real, I am so PISSED OFF.

Last Sunday, my second cousin Nick tried to commit suicide. I don't know what's wrong with his life, but he's about thirty years old and looks like a strange combination of Jesus and Rupert Grint (not kidding).

So I had to drive three hours (I'm not supposed to be driving because I don't have my official license...but I'm a safe driver and I don't get pulled over. I brought Maddy, just in case. she's an adult according to the law) to the hospital where he was being held and pick him up.

So of course, he's not supposed to spend any time alone, for fear that he cuts himself up again.

Guess who's room he's sleeping in?

Ahhh, fuck me! (but not really)

And the cherry on top of my sundae is the fact that I missed track practice to drive out and pick him up.

I had to stay an extra two and a half hours the next day, to make up the practice that I missed.`