my uncle is still an asshole.

i hate him. i just can't believe what an asshole he is. i know that i should stop being such a whiny bitch about this and just babysit my sick cousin but the fact that my uncle didn't even ask still pisses the hell out of me.

so my mom talked to my uncle today and asked why he didn't tell us beforehand that he would be bringing ashley over and he said it was because they were on their way to school when he thought that she was still too sick so he brought her over to my house without telling anyone. this resulted in the insane doorbell ringing and knocking. and when i asked my mom if he would do this again tomorrow, she just said she didn't know because they don't know how ashley will feel.

this is just so stupid. first of all, my uncle doesn't even want to give her any medicine. he says he doesn't "believe" in it. no wonder she's not getting any better. second of all, she doesn't even seem all that sick. she's got a bad cough but it's not that persistent. if they would just give her some goddamn medicine it would go away so easily. i understand that it sucks to have a sick child especially when both parents work and don't have many options. but that's no excuse to treat people like shit.

i just don't like having my life shoved aside like this without my permission. it would be one thing if he said, "well i don't know if she's going to feel better tomorrow so if she's not feeling good, could we leave her at your house?" but no. there was no question. none at all. just dumped his sick daughter at my house. i can't go back to sleep after being rudely awakened at 730 in the morning so i'm tired the whole day. i feel sick from being woken up so early and i can't eat. plus, this whole thing upsets me so much that it's giving me a headache and turning my stomach into knots.

this uncle has always been my least favorite uncle even when i was a child. good to know that even as an adult, i still think he's a complete asshole.

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.