Saturday, 6 June 2009
So here it is, 4am and I've been up for half an hour because of my brother and sister.Apparently they still think it's cool to be up after midnight. It's not. It's not cool in any way at all, especially when you have to wake your big sister up to get her car keys, to use her car, to go pick up your drunk brother so he doesn't go to jail.
Yes, I'm serious.
Who actually drives drunk anymore? Apparently I'm such a loser that I don't go to parties where people let people leave and drive when they're drunk, which is fine by me. I don't even like to drive, much less drink and drive. Or I'd call a cab...and I've done that before. It cost me $35 but at least I got home alive.
I'm really writing because I'm in somewhat of a dilemma now. I'm not even really mad that my brother got stopped at a road block, because thank god for those. I'm not even really mad that my sister woke me up after knocking incessently on my door for half an hour to go and get him. I'm upset because now she knows the alarm code.
Isn't that stupid?
Perhaps it sounds like it, but it's really not. Allow me to explain. My sister is not responsible enough to know the alarm code to the house. Not only that, she's not responsible enough to have a car. My parents took it away from her and are going to sell it when they return from their holiday. She's not supposed to have the alarm code because she goes in and out of the house at all hours of the night and never actually turns it on anyway, leaving us unprotected while we sleep.
Anyway, instead of asking me to turn the alarm off for her since she had woken me up anyway, my brother tells her the code.
Still don't understand why I'm pissed off?
I've been round and round with my sister about being a bum (which she really is) because she's been stealing from me (and who knows where else) and my parents won't allow her to know the code while they're gone because who knows what she'd get into in the middle of the night.
Alright, I said all of that to say this. I'm torn on what to do. I'm NOT a tattle tell, but I will tell my parents if I think something is harming you or those around you. When we caught my brother with pot, I told them and we had an intervention. My sister's case is a bit more tricky but we won't go into that. Let's just say I've had to tell on her as well.
But this? Do I tell my parents? Because I REALLY don't think she deserves the alarm code, and obviously my parents feel the same way or they would have given it to her. I could have very easily turned it off for her. Also, the fact that my brother was driving drunk and could have gone to jail. Thank goodness for nice police officers.
They told me that "this never happened" but again, let's reiterate, I'm up at 4 in the morning after only having gone to sleep at 1...then being woken up by Brooke at 2 and listening to her scream for half an hour wasn't much fun either. So, for me, it happened. And perhaps I'm too tired and need to get some sleep before I decide on whether to tell my parents. I dunno.
Again, I'm not a tattle-tell, but I wouldn't want someone to allow me to do something destructive for a long time without telling someone.
Ugh, I just re-read the post and I sound like I'm whinging and it is actually worse than I can make it sound here...and there's probably a back-story I should tell you but I really can't be bothered to go into all that now.
I'm wide awake now, so I guess I'll get some course work done.
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PS
So it's possible the reason for all the whinging is that I'm just sleepy. I spent two hours putting sponge rollers in Brooke's hair for the recital and I'm quite worried they won't come out properly...as in her hair won't be curled and I'll have spent that time doing it for nothing.
Labels: alarm codes, drunk driving, siblings