my parents don't seem to realise that I have a life separate
from them now.
I don't want to be spending two damn weeks before Christmas at
home -
I have plans, damnit! We were going to Carols by
Candlelight, going to the beach,
drinking at Emma's, sunbathing on the lawn, going shopping in
the city.
My life doesn't revolve around home anymore -
just because I want to go to a single freaking party at home
doesn't mean I want to spend a heap of time there.