Why didn't someone warn me that little sisters are the most annoying things in creation? I mean, I love her...But come on.

So, I grew up with my maternal grandparents. They took me as an 18 months old baby and only spoke horribly of my dad's family. I never got to know the grandmother I'm with now, never had the opportunity to really see anything of my dad (who died when I was 14,) and lost the chance to grow up with my siblings. You'd think that now, they'd be like.. a part of my life since they wanted me so badly all those years.. well, at least wanting to see me since they haven't since January when I made the four hour (one way) trip down to where they lived. Wellll, nope. No such luck. They've been in town here, THREE times since I moved here, and they refuse to come see me. It's not like they live anywhere near here and I could go see them. No, they've moved to the other side of Illinois now. AND THEY WERE IN TOWN. AND THEY DIDN'T CARE TO COME SEE ME. Fuckin' geez. Why do I even care? Who knows. I should hate them. Why can't I? Grrr.

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