January 02, 2004 – HOLIDAY/HELL?
Happy New Year.
Let me tell you about what I’ve been up to (ie. subjected to) this New Years holiday.
The first couple of days were great. We all got to Club Med safely and had an awesome time just hanging out by the pool or by the bar.. or even better – by some cheap markets. *wink wink*
Things started to go terribly wrong on New Years. Firstly, mum decided to piss off before the clock struck midnight – something she is starting to make a habit of. Then, after some dancing and bullshitting around, we all decided to go back to our rooms. We thought Melissa would come back soon after, but she disappeared. And, as always, I was the only one that was stressing out, looking for her. I tried her cell and kept getting her voicemail. So after going round in circles asking random people if they had seen her, I decided to call up my mother who came downstairs. As we went down the corridor to look for her together, she came walking casually towards us. This was at 3.15am. I got pissed. Mum, on the other hand, just asked her if she had had some fun.
So, we got back to our room and went to sleep.
The next day the twins were leaving to Jakarta for work and Caz and Brett were leaving to go back to Melbourne. Caz and I spent about half an hour swimming and hanging out by the pool.
So… later on that night, after the twins and left, we were on our way to dinner. I had told Melissa that she was to stay with us until it was time for Caz and Brett to leave. Mel had met some young guys that she had been hanging around with. We gave Mel a curfew – midnight – and told her to give me a call every hour to make sure she was ok.
After Caz and Brett had left, Mel went to hang out with her friends. I decided to go back to the room to shower and watch some tv.
About an hour later, I got a frantic call from mum who had followed Melissa up to one of the young guys’ rooms. “Can you come here? Hurry up!” Mum said.
I put some clothes on and ran down the stairs to find mum telling me to go and get Melissa. All the while, I was thinking to myself, ‘And this is my problem because….. why again?’
I knocked on the door and asked to talk to Melissa and then proceeded to break down in front of her. “What the hell are you thinking? You don’t even know those guys. And you’re the only girl? What’s the matter with you? I want you back by 11.30.” She just glared at me and rolled her eyes once or twice (she knows I hate it) and then went back inside. I went to Mum’s room and told her that Melissa was on her way back… and Mum told me to go back and to drag her back to my room. We had a bit of an argument about how I’m Melissa’s sister – not her mother …holy shit.. this is a lot to bear.
Today was even worse. Melissa left to go somewhere early in the morning and we went looking for her all morning. Mum found her and gave her a bit of a verbal beating, and then Mel actually ran off. Then dad went chasing after her, and she got away. So we all split up and went around looking for her. Dad found her in the end.
So, now she’s in her room. Dad told her that she has 2 choices: hang out in the room for the next 2 days, or hang out with us for the next 2 days. I think she’s chosen the first choice.
Meh. I’m glad it happened though, even if it did completely SCREW up our holiday. At least the parentals will be much harder on her – something that I have been forced to do for too long.
And the best bit? My frolicking in the pool for a mere 30 minutes has now burnt my skin. So badly, in fact, that I just had to go to the doctor’s to get some fucking steroid injection. On my ass.
Great New Years? My ASS. Literally.
Posted by Jen at January 2, 2004 12:23 PM
