Tuesday

Greg here, with some unsatisfactory news. This is my last week of summer vacation before I am to report back to school. The really bad part of all of this: I am starting High School…

Yup, I am nerve wracked to say the least. I feel this overwhelming urge to pee my pants whenever I think about my upcoming first day. Middle school was bad enough. High school should really prove debilitating...I am scared.

*Sighs* Alright, let me talk about my very eventful summer before going back to the uncomfortable subject of starting my final four years of general education…

We were released after our final exam on June 10th a couple months ago. A couple weeks earlier, my big brother, Rodrick, graduated high school, or at least, he was supposed to. The ceremony was pretty boring, until he gave his speech, that is…

"Ah, these past 12 years really have been something. Well, a bitch for the most part"

*We the audience gasp at his profanity*

"Christ, what a waste! I mean, now what? College? HA! Please! I'm gonna be a frickin' rock star! WOOOH!"

Mom was pale as ever, and dad was red as ever, consumed with fury and disbelief. Manny clapped our very proud and drunk brother on, and Rodrick's best friend from his band, the Loded Diper,Ward, was also drunkenly cheering on his buddy from the third row. We were in the fifth row. I face-palmed and knew deep down in my heart that Rodrick would REALLY be in for it now, and boy, was he. Despite the fact that he had technically been considered a high school student, his diploma was withheld and he was given a summer's worth of detention, which he declined by making a huge mistake, at least, on his part. He dropped out altogether, now banned from EVER achieving his high school degree, unless he goes on and gets his GED later on in life. As of now, I think Rodrick's gonna be a big LOWLIFE, just like Ward.

Anyways, once Rodrick had cancelled out his education altogether, mom was flabbergasted. That's a word I heard on an episode of Zoey 101, when I once reluctantly watched it with my odd friend, Rowley, who enjoys most of the girly shows on Teen Nick and Nickelodeon.

So, after mom had a strenuous talk with Rodrick's very redundant and careless decision, he decided to take things into his own hands and move a few miles out into an apartment with Ward.

Once that occurred, I became VERY anxious for my brother's hastiness. Ward was not a responsible guy at all. He was dirty, provocative and pretty dumb in general.

A week before Rodrick's graduation, he held a big party at our house while mom and dad were at an overnight spa while Manny was staying at my grandma's house for the time being. Mom and dad made it very clear that we were not to throw any parties, 'cos the last time Rodrick did there was a huge mess everywhere. He hadn't done a well job of cleaning, and worst of all, there were DRUGS present, and booze… Of course I had none...I was locked in my room for the whole party.

He was heavily grounded, and 600 mom bucks of his were taken away. I was punished too for some unjust reason. I had 300 mom bucks taken away… huh.

Once mom and dad left for their luxurious spa treatment, Rodrick shoved me harshly against the wall and declared a very menacing threat.

"If you dare even think about telling mom and dad about this, I will KILL you, you little shit!"

I nodded understandingly, and did not ponder being a tattle tale for a split second. Rodrick left to buy some party supplies, while I had the assignment of gathering food utensils and chairs. I felt like a freaking slave. Why couldn't I have a party for me? Why did Rodrick rule my life? I had no time to further question those questions. I had to get to work.

I have to go now because Manny just knocked over a large display of mom's old china and I have to help clean it all up while mom cries in the other room and Dad mumbles curses to himself...FML