My Life

May 16

Alright, so I haven't really been updating this book with real updates. And by "real updates" I mean updates where I actually give full on details about my life instead of short one paragraph updates. So yeah, I have a lot to catch up on so this might be a bit long.

I just got back into town last night and man, it's good to be back. But it was also good to see my brother in San Antonio. I hadn't seen him for about 7 1/2 weeks because he was in BMT (basic military training) for the Air Force. So I went to see him and it was actually pretty fun.

The first day (Thursday) there there was the coin ceremony (they basically give him an airman's coin) and we got to spend half the day with him on base. So we basically just ate and talked and somewhat shopped for half the day.

On the second day (Friday) was his actual gradation and it was pretty cool. We had another half day with him, but this time he had a town pass (he didn't have to stay on base). So we went to my brother's dorms and that was pretty cool seeing where all the airmen slept and showered and mess. Then we went to the Tower of the Americas (I think that's the name) and it was too high for me! I'm scared of heights so being up in the tallest building in San Antonio was really really really scary. But I took some cool pictures like the ones below.

Then after going to the Tower, we went to La Cantera mall and it was hotttttttt because it was an outdoors mall. Like man, that was just too much heat for me.

But at the mall they had a bunch of cool Robin related things!!!! But sadly, my parents didn't let me get anything...

Anyways, after that we dropped my brother back off at his dorms and that was the end of that day.

Then, on Saturday we went to Six Flags. THAT WAS THE SCARIEST THING OF MY LIFE SINCE IM SUPER TERRIFIED OF HEIGHTS! But, for my brother, I went on rides and stuff and I kinda sorta got over my fear of heights, which is weird because that was one of my biggest fears and now it's just eh. Actually, it was kinda fun. I know, it's crazy, I never thought that I would ever think anything that involved heights was fun but yeah, I actually enjoyed myself.

Then after we were done riding rides and stuff, we went to a basketball game. It was the San Antonio Stars against some other team that I can't remember the name of. I'm not really into basketball though and I don't really understand it so...it was kinda just eh for me. I got to eat pizza and a giant cookie thing while I was there though so that was amazing. But the Stars lost which kinda sucked because I actually thought that they could've won. It actually went into overtime but sadly, the Stars ended up losing.

Oh yeah! And there was this other chick on the other team that had weird hair and my mom was being a jerk and making up names for her, saying that she wasn't a she and that she was actually a male (which is jacked up). She was number 23 and she was a really good player honestly, but my mom kept calling her shemale (she + male), shedog (she + dog), and other mean names and that was just jacked up.

Anyways though, that was the end of that day.

Then on Sunday we could only stay half of the day because we had to travel back home and I had school today. So we went to the Alamo and the weather was craxy! First it was sunny and hot and then bam! A bunch of rain! So we ended up just leaving and going to Wendy's to eat. Then after that we dropped my brother off at a racing place so he could race with other airmen and yeah, I went back to my hometown.

But honestly, me and my brother never really had a good relationship so the days that I saw him and the time that we spent apart made us grow closer than we ever have. Because at first when we were smaller, I would always try to be friendly and sisterly with him, but he would always reject my love and be distant. So after a while, I stopped trying and we weren't the closest of siblings. Then, he said he was going to join the Air Force and I knew that he was going to be leaving. But the thing is, I didn't really care all that much. We never had a good relationship and to me it didn't really matter if he was with me or not. But he didn't think the same way apparently because he tried to get closer with me before he left, but I rejected his love (yeah, I regret that now). So then he left and yeah, I was just regretful. So seeing him for those few days really made us grow closer and actually act like siblings for once, which was nice.

Oh yeah, another thing I just randomly remembered. My dad is such a freakin jerk! Like the whole trip he just kept yelling and lecturing me and my mom, even if we didn't do anything. He was just being so rude for no reason and he needed to stop.

Like on the way back home we stopped at Dairy Queen so we wouldn't starve. And the ice machine thing wasn't working so they just had a thing of ice there so you could scoop the ice into your cup. And he went first and I was going to scoop my own ice but then he decided that he would do it for me. So that's fine, cool, less work for me. But then he put too much ice in my cup and I grabbed it without knowing, and he just snatched it out of my hand and poured the ice into his cup. Then, there was literally no ice in my cup anymore so he went to go pour some out of his cup and into mine. So then when he poured it, he still put too much but I didn't really care so I just said out loud "oh, this is a lot of ice" and he freakin tried to start a fight! He was like "enough! You need to stop, it's just ice and you're just ungrateful!" And I'm just there like ??? I was just saying that there was a lot of ice. So then I kinda snapped and was like "well you're the one who couldn't pour it in the first place so you're the one who put us in this predicament." And he just glared at me and said "watch your mouth." I was pissed man, like me? Watch my mouth? You better check yourself before you wreck yourself. So I just looked at him and said "no." and he just gave me a look like he was gonna stab me but you know what? That didn't matter because I didn't need to watch my mouth, my mouth was fine and I didn't even do anything wrong so whatever. He can give me as many looks as he wants.

So yeah, the whole time we were eating he was just being a dumbass to me but whatever. He was just being a jerk the entire trip.

So yeah, that was basically my entire trip summed up and there wasn't much that happened today so there's nothing left to talk about...

WAIT! I remembered something!

My boyfriend just kept making me mad today. Like he just kept changing his stories and being some mess, talking about "I want Mexican children" when you're dating me, a white-Mexican-Korean person. And I know that maybe it sounds like he meant that he wanted a child that had Mexican blood in him/her, but trust me, that's not how he said it. He's from a 100% Mexican family and he meant it like he wanted to keep his family 100% Mexican and man, I just got pissed. And then to try and make it better he was like "I'm sorry baby, I meant that I wanted a child that was Mexican but it didn't matter if they were Mexican. You know what I mean? Like they could have .5% Mexican blood in them and that'd be fine. I just want them to be a little retarded." And like honestly, he was just being an idiot when it came to that.

1. He changed his story and I know what he actually meant when he said "I want Mexican children."

2. He's saying that he wanted them to have some Mexican in them so they can be a little retarded, meaning that he's classifying Mexicans as retarded and that's not right. I mean, just 'cause he and his friends and retarded Mexicans doesn't mean that all Mexicans are retarded.

Man, when it comes to the topic of children, Michael just pisses me off.

So yeah, that's all I have to say for now, I think I've basically said everything~