My Wonderful Sister

I love
my sister, Julia. When I was really young, i'd piss her off to the point that she'd probably want me dead. Later, Julia had moved out and a lot of things changed. I missed having someone around. As I grew older, we came to understand each other more and more. And now, Julia is one of my best friends whom i can trust. I'm currently at her new townhome in West Reading, PA and so far were having a fabulous time. I went to school with her [she is a teacher], and we had a lot of fun creating a giant back to school bulletin board with a corny pick up line. We share our crazy antics about the chaotic things we do that the average person probably wouldn't think to do; we're just that crazy. I met her boyfriend today which i approve of so far [haha] , and he fixed a bunch of broken things which was really handy. She may not agree with my bad eating habits (e.g. chef boyardee everyday) but she sure agrees with a lot of other things. I talk to her about nearly everything, and were in the same boat with a lot of things. We laugh hysterically at the stupid first graders that blurt out the most ridiculous answers. For example, she asked the class to point out things that were shaped in a circle. One brilliant child prodigy exclaims "The computer!!" I smirked at the answer and waited for more half-witted responses. Nearly half the class referred to an exclamation point as a "tally mark". There were so many other
stupid moments such as those. Being with my sister is fun and is definitely a stress reliever. I love her more than Cookie loved rolling in her own poop. (: