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I don't even fucking know....

sigh. family drama. hoo fucking ray. this is all rambly. swearing and prolly tmi of my life that no one cares for.

so my 2nd oldest bro has a child. turned 1 recently. his first child but the mother's 4th. they're getting him baptised. bro guilted mom into paying for the park reservations (atm both my parents just don't have the cash to do a lot) and to getting the goodie bag stuff. they kept changing their mind on the theme of the party (not letting mum know that no we're not doing baseball but going more traditional and she was just about to spend money on the baseball theme but luckilly she called to confirm the guest amount). mom wanted to help in ways and they kept saying they got it, fine whatever. mom wanted to invite her coworker friends and their kids. she wanted to do it proper with paper invitations and asked for a few (weeks ago). find out thru facebook that bro injurred himself playing a richman's game, golf in june and only now is getting doctor's care as the insurance from work kicked in. suposedly will need surgery. mom was worried about it and about job stability (cause this ass can't keep a job as he's either being shady, lazy, or wanting to jump tto the top too soon). when she called he blew her offand said he'd call later when he wasn't busy. fine. whatever. he never did. mom's been waiting on the invites AND for a confirmed number of guests so she caan get the right amount.

found out this morning that our car got keyed by some jackass. twittered and facebooked about it. he calls asking what happened let him know and he changes the subject about getting intereviews for a better position of supposedly what he's been doing for the past few months.. ohh kay. he's THEN all offended cause i didn't friend the mother on facebook. uh, i didn't see getting a friend request from her. i've like 15+ pending request cause a whole bunch of middle school and hs people (whom i never really was friends with) wants to ofriend me for status or something and i dunno if fb lets them know if i say ignore or not so i just leave it there. i mostly go on fb to do some games. i usually do the status thing on my phone when i'm out and about and bored. tho last time i looked at the friend requests, the mother wasn't there. when i checked today, there it was sandwiched between new ones from HS so yeah it wouldve been a bit hard to miss. ANYHOW, i told him i didn't see it and if she did i'll get to it when i get home.

 since i've got him on the phone, asked if they finally had a final count so mom could get the stuff. he said about 30-40 kids (Oo btw, despite mom's suggetion of getting the bigger picnic area, the mother went for the 45 ppl area... alreadying seeing a problem of too many ppl not enough tables/benches). and then there was something about well how many peoople mom was gonna bring, was it all kids. and that reminded me to ask about the invites. causemom's only gonna invite if she can give themm physicaal invites. he asks for addresses.i know  mom doesn't have addresses, they're mmainly work ppl and only hang out at kids parties. why can't he just give mom the invites so she can hand them to them?? he's like "i'm doing it the old fashioned way by mailing" and i'm like well so is she by PERSONALLY giving it to them. and then he's like "well then have mom make her own." WTF. i'm seriously annoyed and asked himwhy  he's beingsodifficult. he gets offended and says it's his party he'll do it how he wants. and i go and say its MOM'S DAMN GRANDSON she shhould havea say in it. (cause he should KNOW that this is the only grandchild she gets to have access to now, and while she nor dad can't throw money at them like they did for my oldest bro's kids back when they had the money to dote, she still wants to be in their lives) and he's like it's HIS SON. so i say okay then, fine. and we both hang up.

told this to mom and got upset about it while i did. she was planning to not say anything and just get the favors, go to mass and not go to the pparty cause we have some distant cousins' party (who used to be real close to the fam before shit happened when my great grandma died years ago) we could go to instead. we drop off the laundry and mom and i decide to get haircuts which was prolly the only highlight of the day (mine's as short as it was freshman year...) afterwards she checks her messages and bro leaves this horrible one about needing to talk to her and that she should have a talk with her attitude daughter and respect cause next time he'll see me he'll smack me. THANK god i was driving. she proceeds to call him and they have it all out shouting and shit and saying how i'm a spoiled brat and should show respect when my bros NEVER did that to me. and it's not my goddamn fault they left the house early got into drugs and did nothing with their lives. they had GOOD childhoods, they had BOTH their parents when i only had one and was raised by my uncles and grandmas mostly when mom was having her early midlife and off partying (which i don't begrudge her and would never throw it in her face cause no matter what i was loved). it's not my fault i went to private school got in to the best fucking highschool did sports and won trophies. yes i may have a bit of an attitude at times but i do my best to support my parents when i had jobs (ALL OF WHICH I WAS NEVER FIRED FROM. each job ended cause management was moving or closing). they only call when they're in trouble or need money. NEVER to hang out or take them out (only when it was pleaded from them).

this supposedly ended with mom and i being banned from the baptism or some shit like that. you know what also hurts? when i got baptised (mom couldn't afford it when i was a baby, so it was done when i was in 2nd/3rd graade), i asked my bro to be my godbrother. the day of the baptism he flakes. with his baby, he never even ASKED if i could be godaunt. all the shit went to the mother's side of the family (which is fucking hilarious since most of that side HATES my brother for breaking up that marriage).

And now, the fucker's DEFRIENDED me from facebook.