Antoine Marius Combeferre (string_theories) wrote in angelnet, @ 2014-10-30 06:15:00 |
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Current mood: | blah |
I'm not okay.
Some major family shit went down tonight. Like. Major.
They decided to drop a few bombs on us.
I managed to keep my voice down, and to look calm and not to throw anything, either at the restaurant,(again, I swear, parental figures take you to nice places in public when they have things to tell you because they know you won't embarrass yourself freaking out in one of them) or once we got home, and to be civil to everybody once we did, but it's been hard. We thought that we were celebrating after the fall concert my chamber group put on, and some of my classmates wound up there with their families too, and I didn't want to look like the fifteen year old loser who cries at stuff, or breaks into screaming rants, or flees and gets hurt, or anything else like that.
I think I was the lucky one since I was able to make that happen, even though I have no idea how the fuck to feel about the entire thing, and I don't think Sandrine does either. We got the same bomb dropped on us, and it's pretty scary and I don't know what to do about it yet, but then she got another bomb, and wow. It didn't go well.
My little sister has been silent crying on and off since the restaurant, where she spent a good half hour in the bathroom crying, and we had to get Dominique, my new best friend and rival (when you're fighting over the same chair, and constantly battling it out and winning and sometimes losing to only one other person, you'll understand the dual nature of our friendship), to go in and extract her, and since we got home, it's been even worse.
Pere's sick, Dad and Enjolras are trying to help him sort that out, so we can't exactly go to them, and honestly, we're both kind of mad at them anyway, even though we've been trying not to show that or make things any harder. It's just that they're being, well, in my case, weird, and in hers, completely, totally unfair, you know?
Neither of us could sleep tonight, last night?, so we made cocoa after we were pretty sure the parentals were asleep, and we've tried to spend the night talking all this stuff out, but it mostly hasn't helped, since the problem is that they are being lazy and selfish assholes when it comes to one thing, and just weird for the other.
Since tomorrow is the last day before we break for ten days anyway, we've kind of both agreed I'm not going to class today but am pretending I'm taking her to campus to hang out in the library while I go to said classes, and instead of that, we're going to spend it trying to do fun things in the city to get our minds off everything that's happened.
I wonder now, though, if that's not enough. Maybe we need to talk to someone. Can anybody here help out?
All I know is I hate feeling so weird about everything, and seeing my little sister cry,so anything that can help us, I'll accept.