Monday, November 3, 2008

It has taken the recent chill in the air for me to realize that summer is finally gone. It was my last carefree summer, too. It makes me a little sad that after this year I can't really freeload off of my parents any more. Well, I suppose to could but it would be kind of pathetic. By the time graduation rolls around, I'll have just turned 18. If I graduate on time, which is still up in the air at the moment.



It makes me angry that I wasted my last free summer working. Not that summer work is bad, but I worked too much. I saw my godson twice, my old friends maybe 3 or 4 times and my current group of friends on the few weekends that I came home. Strangely enough, I saw more of my sister's friends than I did my own. My day basically went like this: wake up around 7, get to work around 8:30, work until 3-5, get home about 30 minutes after that, wait for my mother to leave so I could have a smoke, and then I would go out with my sister.

It's odd that I spent the summer hanging out with my sister, because she's three years older than me and we were never very close when she lived at home. We fought like sisters do, becuase I'd steal her clothes and she would treat me badly. I guess we got along okay the last year we lived together, when I was in grade nine, but that was more of a mutual alliance; I'd keep her secrets so long as she kept mine. Between Meagan, my cousin Kyle and myself, we would band together to make sure there was always some one at home to take the attendance call from the school, and that we got the early warning letters before my grandma and that we always had an alibi if we were spotted somewhere that we shouldn't be. Life was good, but we weren't close by any stretch of the imagination. Our daily screaming matches were cut down to two or three times a week and the other 4 days we were allies, but not really friends.

Which is why i'm now flabbergasted as I realize that i spent the majority of my summer with my sister. We ate breakfast and lunch together everyday becuase she worked in the office across the complex. We often ate dinner at my grandma's house (because you don't turn down a free meal, especially when it includes home made cinnamon rolls for dessert) and then we would go out for hours together afterwards. Its an easy friendship. I'm just not sure how it came about.

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