May 05, 2006 18:31
I am thankful every day that I have a house waiting for me in London so that I can move there when I'm done planting trees. Everything was so fantastic here in Oshawa until today when my dad had the day off and went a little bit psycho, that being the insult adding to the injury of my being allergic to the house. I came home a day early and instead of being happy about it, i find that my parents have been using my room like a warehouse for all the poop they collect so it was a mess when i got here. Now my dad's blaming life on me. It's weird how being home can make me feel 9 years old again when I'm about to turn 20.
Okay now that that's out of my system i feel SO Much better. I'm sure everyone else feels similar switching from independent life at school to insano control life at home. But I have a stellar house in London which everyone is invited to come stay and party at if ever you are in town.
I'm so excited to move there but first I must find a beautiful/cheap double bed...but i get the feeling that's an oxymoron.
AHAhahaha my boyfriend moved me from my res room to my house and we were waiting for my parents to arrive from the shwa with my furniture and stuff for the house but there really wasn't much to do or sit on so we went to my room and lied down on the floor just chilling...tired from the move and i steam rolled matt and gave him a hug AND IN WALKES MY DAD as i'm lying on top of my boyfriend. AWKWARD
AAAAAHAHAHAH set the mood for the rest of the day (awkward).
But here I am at home going out with my sister (we get along in our loathing for my dad).
Adios and happy cinqo de mayo kids!