five weekends in one

this was five weekends packed into one.

there are two bottles of norepinephrine (a neurotransmitter) in a plastic bag on my bed.

my sister stole them from the hospital because she was drunk and didn't know what she was doing.

that's right, my sister was in the hospital again for alcohol. she still has a lot of issues over what happened with her ex boyfriend - the one who slit his throat in front of her. she blames herself. i tried to convince her that she could talk to someone, but i'm not sure she takes me too seriously. at least she trusts me. i told her she could come to yoga with me - some constructive activity might do her some good. but i knew my parents would be pissed so i talked to her and i went with my dad to pick her up. she kept calling the house from the hospital for someone to come get her - the last time she called my dad told her to stop calling or he wouldn't come to pick her up. i yelled at him for that. then explained that he and mom can be really insensitive and that maybe both of them shouldn't go to get her. so i went with my dad.

and i found out how much of a slut my brother is.

friday i went out with him and some friends. i was the DD because "i owed him." so i drank pinneapple juice all night. it's good. anyway he got drunk as he had planned, and was being really obnoxious on the ride home. then he started talking about this girl kelly that he really likes and has liked for a long time. he says, i lost my virginity to her. ok first of all that isn't really stuff i'm dying to know about my brother. but i thought he was joking, but his friend in the backseat assured me that this was true. when? a few years ago. and yes, he was going out with his ex at that time. then he opened the passenger door when i was going 60mph so i yelled at him to GET YOUR HANDS UNDER YOUR ASS AND KEEP THEM THERE!

fucking hypocrisy. all those times that i'd given him a hard time about his ex - how crazy she is, how rude she could be - he would always come back with well you're just jealous that you don't have a boyfriend. which in turn made me feel bad, like he was taking a "holier than thou" attitude. it made me feel bad about having been with boys who were not technically my boyfriends. but hey, now that i know he cheated on his ex (and to think, he probably lied to the poor girl about being a virgin) i don't feel so bad. i'm only ever sleeping with one person at a time and i would never cheat. of course NOW who's got the attitude? back to the ride home - he starts talking about this other girl, how he was wasted and they had sex and afterwards she accused him of "drunk-raping" her.

and let's not even mention social activities. i was in bed at 6am both days. no there was no fooling around, but just some making out. with two different people. but, it was two different nights and the brazilian is leaving for europe on tuesday so i had to see him. and i definitely know it is over between us and i no longer feel for him what i used to. friday night i met up with TheCrush. we had some intelligent conversation so that's good. but anyway i have to be at work at eight tomorrow so i'd better go to bed. i'm sure i look like i've aged at least another week!