Waiting.

So here I am, waiting for Ellen.
And I am completely bored and pissed and tired and what not.

We've broken up for the summer! Which is awesome, and my flu of swine has pretty much cleared: only the cold and tiredness still with me.

Oh wait, I'm totally on the phone to her now.

She wants me to pick her up. Wth? I mean, I'm going to her house, and she wants me to pick her up on the way? She's not being the best host tonight, is she?

And my mother is being a complete bitch to me again, just when I thought that we were doing okay with the whole "let's just be civil to one another" thing, but no, and now Ric's still being a selfish prock as well (I do realise that I said prock).

And my brother, who got back from Newquay yesterday, has started being a complete idiot to me. I mean, he's the only reason I'm still in this place! And he's throwing it back in my face. And he has a toe infection. Ew.

I really need to get out of this place. It's like "Are you ready to go home?"
"That's not my home, idiot!"

God, I sound so annoying and bitchy and hormonal and I have to go and pick up Ellen to go to her house.

Decent, happier update to come soon in my fabulous life.

Later Skaters