Grr.

Apr 21, 2008 17:23

My mother's been checking my bank statements. I mean... not that there was anything suspicious in them that I didn't want her to see, especially. But I resent the practice on principle. First I'm not mature enough to spend a weekend alone, and now I need my mother scrutinising how I spend my money? How messed up is that? I am deeply irritated by this. And I did actually find her reading them, but you know, in a situation like that you just can't protest because no matter what you say it will look like you're deliberately hiding something, which I wasn't.

Alice brought me coke. She's allowed to stay. I suppose. She's threatening to come stay with me this term because we're having our kitchen re-done. Not completely sure I will be able to cope with this, but haven't said anything to this effect. I'll proooobably manage. If Wani can have her sister sharing that room most of the time, I'm certain I can put up with mine for a week or so. And she can commune with Kayleigh and Katarina - with whom she has things in common. =D Ah, it'll probably be cool.

Meh. And my room is still a tip. Not looking forward to having to tidy my room at college as well. Kayleigh can testify to the fact that it looks as though a bomb's recently gone off in it. Although... a bomb that conveniently removes some of the stuff while leaving the rest of it intact but everywhere. ;>> And I bet my plants are all dead.

I just ordered a new flashdrive - 4gb - from Amazon to replace my old one, which I love but has lost its lid. And I'm really not comfortable carrying it around without one. It's getting kinda old and decrepit anyway, and it would be the most fail thing in the world if it died. It's got eeeeverything on it. Which I'm going to back up on my hard drive before I copy everything onto the new one as well. I may also have ordered a new microphone so that I can actually use Skype for phone calls and the first series of new Doctor Who. Yay, Christopher Eccleston! Emily, I need to give you your DVDs back sometime soon! Okay... maybe there is reason for Mum to check my bank statements.

And I really FUCKING wish she'd stop threatening me with dropping out of uni and getting a job. Does she honestly think I haven't realised that this is what happens if I fail all my exams? Strangely enough the thought has actually occurred to me. Why, WHY, does she think I'm really that incompetent?! God, I hate being at home. Seriously. Moving out as soon as I POSSIBLY can. x____x Always thought I'd hate the idea of leaving home, but after having been away at university I can really really understand why people leave and don't go back.

family, university

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