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it’s 2am & im so sleepy. the past 2 hours have been chaos. i went to bed at 11 and woke up one hour later because people were yelling in the living room. my brother curtis, my stepdad, and hmm…who else? oh yea, i remember! cops! speaking of cops, isn’t that theme song catchy? whatcha gonna do, whatcha gonna do when they come for youuu, lalala. my stepdad and curtis were fighting. curtis went out to a club tonight with his friend wes, who ended up getting them kicked out. then they had to get a taxi and they agreed wes was going to pay since he got them kicked out. the taxi dropped them off, curtis got out and went inside…and then wes decided he didn’t want to pay the guy so he came inside too. the cab driver called the cops…and kept the meter running…and the cops came….and woke my stepdad up and booom just like that, everyone is flipping out. plus, my brother and wes were both intoxicated and being completely stubborn. curtis was yelling at the cops, and actually slammed the door in their face…yea that’s a good idea…not. then they said he would have to pay the cab fare or go to jail, so he did…but he wasn’t happy b/c wes wouldn’t pay it…because wes said he did pay the cab driver…i’m not sure what really happened. curtis and wes kept fighting…LOUDLY. my stepdad wasn’t too happy. lots of drama. i decided to get in the middle of it and try to get everyone to calm down and after a few attempts it worked! i practically babysat this guy who is like a foot and a half taller than me until his ride came 20 minutes ago. interesting way to start the day. i hope that my mike doesn’t kick curtis out. i’m going to clean the house today so when mike gets home from work maybe he’ll be in a better mood. eek i hope so. i don’t want curtis to leave. i constantly watch over him to make sure he’s safe. i’m not working right now, but that’s something i sort of consider a full-time job. and i can’t do that if he doesn’t live here. it’s funny because i’m his little sister and sometimes i feel like his mom, lol. i’m a lot more mature then him. he parties and goes out to clubs and has never had a relationship last more than a few weeks…if even that long. i want to make sure he’s safe though…..i’m not complaining at all, i’m more than happy to keep an eye on him because my family is everything to me. me and andrew go to pick him up at 3 in the morning from clubs or parties, we even stop to get food for him on the way home, we’ve picked him up from the hospital when he got hit in the head at a club….and i would never complain. i would so rather do that then have him drive drunk and get hurt or die. i’m just worried about his drinking, and his temper when he’s drunk. he starts fights with random people….i just am afraid one time he will start something with the wrong person. he can’t ever just walk away, he’s so stubborn! bah.