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So today my little sister drags me out of bed and tells me I'm taking her school shopping--something that was supposed to happen on the of the The Fight, but was put off because of it until now. Only, instead of my mother taking my sister to Khole's or Wal-mart and restricting her to a few pairs of jeans and few shirts, my mother hands me a credit card and tells me to go to the outside mall and "get you guys some clothes and to just try and be reasonable about the price."
Oh yeah. I can recognize a bribe when I see one.
At first I was completely against accepting anything from her--I went through five or six shops with my little sister and didn't buy a thing, just focused on getting her clothes, and then we came to one of my favorites stores--one where I love all the clothes but never buy them because I can't afford it--and decided to hell with it. I bought myself a couple of You-Broke-All-My-Shit shirts and then topped it off at another store with a pair of You-Caused-Me-Serious-Emotional-Distress jeans, and then another shirt just because I could.
I would like to say that I am above guilt money and that I'm going to maintain the Mortally Wounded and Pissed Off attitude I have kept up these past few days, but really it is exhausting to keep giving the silent treatment to someone you live with (yesterday my mother asked me if I was ever going to speak to her again. My answer was a rather angry "Not today."), especially when you yourself are a very laid back, hard to piss off, likes to joke around, forgive and forget type person.
So. I'm still rather pissed off at her, but I'm playing nice to keep the peace in the house for the week I still live here.
I don't know if this makes me a better person, or a weak one.
In other news, I finished my J2 fic, and sent it to my beta. It was nearly 11,000 words. That's pretty long for me. I'm going crazy waiting for it to be sent back, because as my first J2, first RPS, and first ever AU I'm extremely nervous about it.
Oh yeah. I can recognize a bribe when I see one.
At first I was completely against accepting anything from her--I went through five or six shops with my little sister and didn't buy a thing, just focused on getting her clothes, and then we came to one of my favorites stores--one where I love all the clothes but never buy them because I can't afford it--and decided to hell with it. I bought myself a couple of You-Broke-All-My-Shit shirts and then topped it off at another store with a pair of You-Caused-Me-Serious-Emotional-Distress jeans, and then another shirt just because I could.
I would like to say that I am above guilt money and that I'm going to maintain the Mortally Wounded and Pissed Off attitude I have kept up these past few days, but really it is exhausting to keep giving the silent treatment to someone you live with (yesterday my mother asked me if I was ever going to speak to her again. My answer was a rather angry "Not today."), especially when you yourself are a very laid back, hard to piss off, likes to joke around, forgive and forget type person.
So. I'm still rather pissed off at her, but I'm playing nice to keep the peace in the house for the week I still live here.
I don't know if this makes me a better person, or a weak one.
In other news, I finished my J2 fic, and sent it to my beta. It was nearly 11,000 words. That's pretty long for me. I'm going crazy waiting for it to be sent back, because as my first J2, first RPS, and first ever AU I'm extremely nervous about it.
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But congrads on your fic! That is amazingly long!