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Tuesday, November 22, 2005


Just a few more days...
I'm... really rather tired. Not just physically, but tired of things.

Like the fact that my sister's boyfriend will keep phoning her up constantly and she spends far too much time on the phone. And, of course, you have Mum constantly having a go at her for always being on the phone, which helps nothing. I was just about to go into the situation in more detail when I realised I couldn't be bothered. It's so sordid, annoying and generally pointless that I suddenly realise why I'm never at home any more. It's been almost a week of nights I've spent elsewhere- London, Jeremy's house, Dan's...

I think it is time for me to move out. But... I often feel like I'm the one who actually maintains sanity around here. Out of the three children of the family I've been around home the longest, and to an extent I think I share a greater understanding of everyone (besides Dad) than anyone else.

Whenever I phone home from elsewhere, I'm always told that 'everything's fine', even though I know that when I'm not there it puts more pressure on Mum to get things done. And when I do get back, things tend to flare up again. It might just be this period in time- my sister's going through her first major major exams (GCSEs, for those in the know) and I think Mum's having to come to terms with the fact that... well... we're growing up.

Sorry, I'll have something more interesting next time. And I'll comment on comments, too.

Sayounara.

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