A challenge.... for me..

So its still January second but this time its 11:54pm and I'm back like I said. So today I was awoken by my step-mothers lovely voice at 9:00am. Aw yes the sound of a upset parent, music to my ears haha. Mere wanted me up and out the door by 11:00am so we could take our family photo. Which isn't really a family photo my dad and step-mom are camera shy.

 I lay awake in bed for an hour pondering on what a day my body and mind had to deal with. I listen to my little brother Brett scream and yell and run around like a mini Titan oh I ssoooo do love it. But he's a toddler like no other, he's not perfect, no not even by a long shot neither am I. In the hour I check my emails, see some of my friends post on social media. Then I crawl and wrap into the garments my parents want me to be in for the photo. I pass my step mom on the way down the stairs and hear her yell at my older brother to wake up or else. I say good morning to my dad and see my little brothers. There in there out fits already. I feed the dogs, which I'm the only one who ever feeds them now a days. Unless I sleep in then there feed by other family members. An I've been the only one who ever gives them attention. It may not be enough and I know that but my parents don't neither do my sibs. Ugh all they ever do is yell at them to lay down on there beds like prisoners on an Island trapped surrounded by the open ocean. I do it to but only out of the fear of my parents getting mad... I hate it so much.

My step mom got my sister from our mothers house and picked me and my three brothers up and drove to our photo shoot were we froze. Since it was by the glacier and it was 23 degrees and windy so yeah again froze. My little brother Brett was a tyrant ugh it made me so made and my step mom knew it. Ugh I felt like she was doing nothing on purpose but that's just me and my teenage testosterone hormones. But my brother who is three screamed like a he was dying the whole time even though it was ten minuets it felt like forever. She doesn't let us parent him and by that I mean... Well I have eight sibs six brothers and two sisters, but when I was younger I was parented by my three older sibs from wright and wrong and everything that a child learns. But nope not my step-mother! She can handle it! She wont let us ever get after him EVER. If we do we get yelled at. She wouldn't pop him the mouth or give a spanken... no she just let it keep going laugh like it was no big deal and tell him to "stop", yeah that works. Ugh! makes me so flustered. We froze and took pics and headed home from our 10 MIN photo shoot.

We got home and I went up stairs and shut my door from my insane family. Trying to be sane and not get more angry. I watch some Tv and read a book and wrote my blog Then realized I was starved and hadnt eaten all day. So I drank two cups of coffee.

 Then I got ready for my double date, me and Tim were going to have with our friend Brita and her boyfriend at his house. He picked me up at 4:30Pm and we drove to the store to pick up last minute gifts and food for the couple night.

We got to his house and put Britas and Maxs gifts in a box and trough some gag gifts and before I could wrap it Brita pull up with her car and I ran to Tims room to finish the wrapping. I came down stairs greeted them and we all started making dinner. Well Tim and Max did while me and Brita sipped on hour fancy sparkling cider. We chatted and had a phew laughs. Over dinner we exchanged hour gifts and I fell like we put more thought in our gifts and we really made Max and Brita feel ashamed. But they had nice gifts that they got us we both appreciated them. They were amazing haha there ill say that.

Then  we went on a moon lit walk to the point on the beach were the air was cool and crisp but had no saltwater taste to it. It was fun and cold. but we did bundle up and enjoyed it. We made hot coco when we returned on the walk and watch a movie. Then we thank each other for the gifts and Tim took me home with Max because Brita went home early and he was staying the night.

Now its January 3rd.... 12:46am and I realized I'm the slowest typer in the world. Go me!
well that's it for me and I'll be back tomorrow/today. See yeah!

P.S. before I wrote this, this blog was and still is for my English class so you might see weird things popping up or old work. And Ms. Reyes if you are reading this please tell me.