Feeling really lousy tonight.Finally watched "Brokeback Mountain" in privacy, my mom walked in and out of the room at all the "right" parts, like "woman crying" or "kids talking to father" or "meat roasting over fire". I guess it wasn't total privacy, but good enough, considering how nosey people can be in this house. Well, watching "Brokeback Mountain" made me emotional, so I wasn't really in the mood for anything in particular. Had to talk to mom about adopting a dog from SPCA.
See, the SPCA requires the entire family to be present when adopting a dog. My brother refused to go, saying that if my mom goes, he would go. However, my mom is the most stubborn human being you'd ever meet. She's against it, using my dad as an excuse, saying he's too busy. It's bullshit, but that's beside the point. Anyway, both my brother and my mom called me selfish, so I stopped talking and stormed off to my room to cry. I don't really know why. It did sting a little, but you'd think I'd be used to it by now after 17 and a half years. Maybe it's the "Brokeback Mountain" that did it. I'm not sure if my sis can persuade them to go, but if she can't, I don't think we'll have an animal in the house any time soon. I miss having someone to talk to. I miss my Rabbit.
Sabby made my day by telling me about how she got me this Charlie Chaplin DVD collection. Only Volume 1, but Chaplin nonetheless! It's really sweet of her, can't wait to hang out with her when she flies back to visit.
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