Yhea, I know Christmas break is long gone...but... AH WELL!
My Dad lives in Arizona and his side of the family lives in California, so we all met up there. But while sitting at the gate drinking my
turtle-mocha-cappichino-coffe-whatever, feeling lonesome, I saw Mavrick siting acrossed from me! (Hes like that preppy kid...) Anyways I hadent talked to him in like 2 years so we chit-chated (argh I hate that word) and stuff. Then I come to find out... he's visiting his Dad with his sister in California as well! Irony! But, yhea. The remaining days at california were pretty depressing...ish.
I finnaly got out of the plane after 5 hours of smelling the stenchiest man alive infront of me. Then walked to baggage claim and met up with my grandmomther! We went to her house and the next day my Dad and Dana (Step mom) came! Or uh... well I dont know weather to say yay or nay. But anyways, yhea.
We woke up the next day and heared on TV Elton John got married to David Furnish and my grandma was all THATS DISCUSTING! That is so gross, etc, etc. Thats when I learned my good old grammy is a homophoob...creepy. Then we all went to the beach with the rest of the family and got our family portraits tooken.
Thats when I learned I was a total outcast of my family...
The kids and I had to sit infront for the picture and I could hear the subtle moan underneath their voices when they had to sit next to me...I dont get it, I NEVER SEE THEM! Then I went to lunch at my cousins resturant with my 2 other cousins, dad, dana and grandma and grandpa. And no one ever talked to me. They didnt ask me how I was, what I've done in michigan, thier just concerned of their own filthy little lives. I would try to start some conversations and everyone, even my own father, would interupt me right away before I even finished my sentance and start talking so I couldent say anything and would shut up...which I did. I felt like walking out right then.
Then when I had to leave to go to michigan, my Dad was too much of a JackAss to come with me to the airport, so my grandma and step-mom came. Then when I got home I went to Laura's party and almost crapped my pants when my mom came up to the glass door and knocked for me to come home while we were playing that have you ever striping game...well thats it...BYE!
PS: Buying tickets!!
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I'm sorry you felt like such an outcast with your family. I felt the same way for a while when we went to meet my mom's real dad in California too. All my cousins were younger than me, something I'm really not used to. It was creepy. They'd just sit there and stare at me unblinkingly. DX
Of course Bre and J-dog eventually warmed up to me and they turned out to be really cool, but I must say I enjoyed time with my new uncles and aunts.
Sorry about your dad too. That sounds a lot like my friend Alex when we went to Florida. D=