my least favorite uncle.

weirdly enough, he's the only uncle i call uncle. i call all my other uncles by their vietnamese titles while i use the english one for this one. i. don't. like him.

i do, however, like his daughter - my cousin - ashley. she's nine and she's cute and easy to take care of. although i may never forgive him and his wife for naming her ashley. eew.

so yesterday, i was forced to wake up at the ungodly hour of 7 am to wait for my uncle to drop off ashley at my house. she was sick so she couldn't go to school. lately, on the weekends, my uncle has come to think of our house as some drop-off daycare center. but at least on those days, he'd come at a more civilized time like the afternoon. so i spent the whole day babysitting her (although i totally nodded off in the afternoon right before tutoring) which was fine.

but i thought it was just yesterday. the day before yesterday, my mom had told me that i had to wake up early and watch her. so i had advanced warning. but today, no such warning. i was forced out of my slumber at about 730 by NON-STOP DOORBELL RINGING AND KNOCKING. that's just one of the absolute worst ways to be woken up. and if you've been to my house, you know that my doorbell ring isn't just a regular ring; it plays beautiful dreamer. and beautiful dreamer played loudly ten times in a row at 730 in the morning makes...me...MAD. i was tired and cranky and bitchy as hell and no matter how cute ashley is, i am just not that nice that early in the morning. i had absolutely no idea that they would be coming over otherwise i would've set my alarm to wake up before all that shit.

once i let them in, i called my mom and yelled at her but she only said that she had no idea that they would come over. so this is all my uncle's fault. he's completely taken advantage of my precious sleep time (i had gone to bed around 330 am but i had a lot of trouble falling asleep). he's rude and annoying and a complete jerk. i love taking care of ashley, but i hate my uncle. i don't understand how such a cute girl could be the result of such an awful guy. although her mother is rather nice and sweet. but see, then i don't understand how such a nice, sweet woman could marry such an awful guy. and why oh why did they have to name their daughter ashley. i just can't get over it.

argh. relatives suck. i'm tired.