{ Wednesday, November 11, 2009 } 11:51 PM

My Stubborn Sister

I'm not supposed to rant on my blog, because it turns people away. But I've been trying my best to tolerate it and now I can't anymore. I really have to rant and scream and shout and everything.

What happened was that my youngest sister gave my younger sister antibiotics to eat because my younger sister wasn't feeling well.

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I don't really care if she didn't finish her own course of antibiotics (because that's what I do too) but this is really ABSURD when she give people leftover antibiotics! And the dumb thing was that my younger sister took it, then went to see a doctor and the doctor gave her the same antibiotic and she took it immediately after returning home. So it's like, 2 doses of antibiotics within 4 hours?! Not to mention that she didn't tell me; she didn't even tell my mum!

I am really upset. What am I to them? Why have I been struggling so hard for the past 2.5 years? Do they even realise the importance of having me by their side? How can they take medications without consulting me? Even though I haven't got my licence yet, I haven't even graduated yet, but at the very least I know that you don't give people leftover antibiotics before they are even diagnosed! I am very pissed. Pissed off.

And she takes one tablet from the leftover antibiotics whenever she feels unwell. Like WTF. (I apologise for the vulgarity but I can't help it.) Seriously, I could scream my head off at my youngest sister and my not-supposed-to-be-so-dumb-younger-sister-who-takes-Biology. I really wanted to do that. How ignorant can one be? How could they not discuss anything with me? How could they treat my mum as invisible too? If you tell mummy, I wouldn't mind because you should always tell your parents if you feel unwell. I don't mind being skipped over. But skipping over my mum too - I don't know what my mum can still remain so calm, cool and collected. If I were my mum I would have given them the hell of their lives. A very serious lecture that they would remember for life.

But because my younger has Biology exam the next day, I can't scream at her. I feel like exploding. I guess I have already exploded. Seriously, do they think I've interfered with their lives too much that they don't want to tell me anything anymore?

I.... ARGH! ARGH ARGH ARGH! I've decided not to talk to my youngest sister for the next few days. Yes, it's cold war now. And I'll find a way to locate her leftover antibiotics and throw them away. She's too dangerous to have them with her.