Screw life, not Sushi! (no, really. Screw life!!)

So, tonight I went to the anime meeting at my local library! We made veggie sushi and watched Blue Exorcist! (*Squeeeeee!!* XD )
But, I told my ride* to come pick me up at 8, because I didn't know what time it would be over. Here is the whole story of what ensued:
My sister asked what time it was, and, lo and behold, it was 8. So, I told my sister (Katie, who is 1.5 years younger than me and 3+ inches taller than me (and I ain't short...)) to go tell our ride that I would be only 15 minutes at most, as I was making sushi at the moment. Katie comes back down saying that he won't wait, so we have to go now. I tell her to go tell him that he just has to wait a little longer. She starts up the stairs then stops, as he is walking down the stairs (We were in the auditorium, below ground level) He tells me, in a quite loud voice that will now grate on my nerves forever, you have to go now, or I'm leaving you behind. So I go ahead and say, "Fine. I'll walk home." he's really pissed off now. But he wouldn't leave. He just stood there, telling me to go now, or he'll leave me. I'm telling him, exasperated, "Then leave. I'll walk home." I got Katie to get my stuff together for me, and I finally finished the sushi, got my stuff and left. I still got a ride. But he's such a fucjing idjit that he couldn't figure out why we weren' getting in the car. Try unlocking it next time, dumbarse!!

We made it home (in silence). I cut my sushi (I didn't have time at the library) I took it down to my room to eat it (my room's in the basement) then I went back upstairs to get all the stuff for my lunch so I don't have to do it in the morning. While preparing my food, I had to tell the whole story twice, once to my mom and dad, whom I had not seen all of yesterday, and the my grandma, because my grandpa (*our ride) was sulking for whatever reason and wouldn't talk about it.

Anyways, I have an x-mas party with my choir tomorrow after school (thanks to the dragon riders I don't have to go home, or I would probably just escape out my window) I'm going to ask to walk home, because I don't want to be near my grandpa, and he's the one who usually drives me because my parents work. At said party, we carpool down to the bowling alley, bowl for a while, go back to where we practice (a church... >~<) and have pizza! And a gift exchange.

So... Later.

Rachel