If only procrastination were an art.

I'm wasting time, avoiding study for my psychology exam and I did actually have something to say, but it seems to be pushed out of my head psychological terms of memory and development. Golly gee, I dislike exams.
Oh, wait, I remember now.

I had a good night last night, a party for Rachel's 18th birthday. It was an enjoyable affair, lots of bourbon, good friends and music that doesn't really fit my taste (though I was impressed with "We Go Together" from the Grease soundtrack), and the only problem was I only had about an hour of sleep before I had to be up again. Oh, and the lack of tequila shots!

My much needed beauty sleep was interrupted because I accompanied my sister to the airport at 4 o'clock in the morning because she's travelling around South America for two months with a friend.
I'm going to enjoy being able to watch what I want on T.V. for once, not having to be so quiet in the mornings and being able to come home to a house without arguments imminent. That said, no matter how good two months Kate-free seems, I'm worried about her. I hope Mitch'll keep her in line while they're over there.

What I actually wanted to talk about was the way she treated me when I tried to say good-bye. Instead of a hug I got squawky remarks of "you smell like alcohol" (expected) and "you're hurting me!" Now, I woulda thought that if your little brother drags his ass out of bed with a beautiful woman to see you off, you'd treat him a little better.
All I wanted to do is say good-bye, be safe and have fun, but instead I got snobbed off. The joys of family.
No matter what, she's my sister, and, despite she's quite unappreciative of that fact, I'd still like to treat her like a normal sister. Warts and all, she's the only one I've got.

Now, for Allicia's Allocation!
Not much has been going on down here besides work and frantic study for exams. I'm thinking of following in your footsteps and finding work on a resort somewhere if next semesters classes are as unstimulating as they are now.
My folks and I are heading up to Sydney for Christmas, though I'll be back in time for New Years. I was really hoping I'd be able to get to spend this New Years with you, but, hey, there's always next year, right?
My boss and I are still giggling about Kristy's antics at work, but they're too long winded to write down now. All I can do, is be really helpful and a good workmate, just a shit of a friend and watch her squirm! Delightful!
Not much is happening with your parents, according to mums reports from the monthly Girls Night Out. I hope you're having fun and causing a hell's worth of mischief!

Anyway, I'll post things later on if I get some kind of inspiration, but right now, I've gotta go to work.
Bon Voyage, sis.

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