Sundays

Sundays are the best. I used to hate them because it meant I had to prepare to get back into the swing of things. Not anymore. Sundays are days where my obligations are at a minimum. I mean, today I had to go to the gym and go home, but both aren't so bad. Its not work or school, and I'm taking this Sunday off from school work again. My family is so unreal. Lets just take a snap shot, my parents are divorced, my dad lives in NY, never really see him, good dad though, but he's overly spontaneous, every time I turn around he is either in Mexico or Poland. Such a weirdo, we won't get into that now though. My mom is just conservative, white mother, not spontaneous at all, still unsure of how to keep proper control of a household after the divorce(9 years ago). Its troublesome. My older sister has always just been to stubborn. She laughs too much around friends, and not enough around family. She claims to hate my mom, but I think she's half over it. She doesn't know right from wrong when she's dealing with family though. I love her. My younger sister is just a 5 x worse reflection of my older sister. She hates my mom to no end, and has to live with her so it makes it real hard on her. She's so immature, just like my older sister. Same ways. I know its hard for her to live with my mom, and she's not especially close with me, but we can talk, and my older sister hates her as well. It's real hard for my younger sister. I try to help. Not easy.
Today when I was home, my mom wanted to talk with my sister, me essentially serving as a mediator. I am the only one who can actually talk between all three of them. Tell them how things really are without getting yelled at. Its a good position, and its a hard one. I can't talk to any two of them at the same time however, because they cannot rationalize together, only separately, and even then its difficult, if not impossible. My sister, of course, ended up freaking out during out little meeting. She always thinks my mom is wrong in questioning her...maybe she's questioned to often. Maybe she's just not disciplined properly, but, its impossible to really keep her disciplined. I have no solutions, I just hopefully can serve as someone to comfort each of them when they need it. My mom and younger sister in particular. My older sister is less sensitive, is not especially receptive towards comfort. Life is so weird sometimes.
Seeing my sister so upset really sucks, worries me. As does it worry me when my mom gets upset. When my sister lashed out at my mom is just not possible for my mom to be upset, she can say terrible things, exactly the way my older sister used to. Its obviously a direct reflection. My older sister now just needs to grow up and give help to my mom, just by showing love towards her is enough. Knowing that she has atleast 2 children that appreciate her. I once heard that with each extra kid you have your life becomes progressively unhappier, a sad truth. I would like to at least show my mom that she has some people who appreciate how hard she tries. A solution I just thought up would actually be to send my sister to my fathers more frequently. Get her away from my mom, its much better for the both of them. But my sister, I'm sure, because I was this way, will not always want to go to my dads, she's growing up, needs time with friends on the weekends. Sigh, well see what happens. Haha well I guess I showed some of the negative side of my family, eventually we'll take a view at the idiosyncratic and comedic side of my family. Such a weird set up. I'm such a product of it. From where I came from, I am so surprised at how easy a time I have making friends, getting jobs, working hard in school, I would love to have someone analyze how all that came to by.
The end, Im too tired to write anything else. Peace.