Yeah We’re All Going to Get in a Fight!

December 24, 2008 at 4:16 am (Discoveries, Fun, In Real Life, Memories) (, , , )

This post is, in essence, an ode to my sister. She’s great at a lot of things, and I’m sure horrible at some. But this is just about highlighting one of her many talents: comforting the recently single. She rocks at it. She is better at bashing my many exes than I’ve ever allowed myself to be. I’m nice to them–I’m sure some readers of this can even attest to it, how I defend my exes (well, they’ve just heard me defend one, but I defend them all, really).

It got to the point where I had to ban her from even saying Sabina’s name, she could be so wonderfully nasty about her.

People like to joke (at least, they used to. It’s faded as we’ve grown up) that we were like twins–we used to look like it, and we’ve always acted somehwhat like it. If it was true, when it comes to break ups, she’s the bad twin. 🙂 And I absolutely love her for it.

Because she’s not a mean person. It’s not like she hates everyone I date and just waits for the break up to release it (at least, she’s never let on to me that that’s how she feels!). She’s just really good at letting me know how why I should hate them when it’s an appropriate time to feel hate, becauser I can never come up with enough reasons (sometimes, any).

So about a month ago, we were driving in her hot little car feeling like hot little girls and we were playing the radio loud. I didn’t know the song, but you catch on pretty fast to the lyrics. When I started laughing and singing along, she told me it made her think of me, post-breakup. I think it makes me think of me when I’m around *her* post-breakup!

“So so what?
I’m still a rock star
I got my rock moves
And I don’t need you
And guess what
I’m having more fun
And now that we’re done
I’m gonna show you tonight
I’m alright, I’m just fine
And you’re a tool
So so what?
I am a rock star
I got my rock moves
And I don’t want you tonight”

(the chorus to Pink’s So What song)

We listened to that song really loudly, drove to the place we used to live and then “broke in” to the clubhouse’s  hot tub and went skimpy dipping (skimpy= in underwear). We flirted our hot little ways out of trouble with the security guard who checked up on us.

The song just seemed to fit so well. Plus, whenever I get a little grumpy, I hear Pink’s fabulously strong voice shout “We’re all going to get in a fight!” and I just feel a little bit better.

So in the end, I love my sister for being able to hate my exes when I can’t. Because I rarely can. 😀

Enjoy!

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