post-departure [ new year's eve ]

It is new year's eve and guess where I am... At home. Yup. 17 years in a row now :S

Well, not exactly.

I was at J's house with A, playing Wii previously, and almost done baking the cookies we had made, until my mum had to come pick me up (at 8:30). I repeatedly tell her that I will call her to pick me up, once the cookies were done, but NOOOOOOO....

This will turn into a rant post, I foresee :/

My mother is such a stubborn person.

Because she doesn't want to be alone on NYE, because she 'cannot' drive in the dark due to her 'bad eyesight', because she thinks the idea of staying at a friends house to countdown for the new year is stupid, she drags me into it.

I make myself sound like an ungrateful bitch, don't I?

I'm just sick of her (my mum's) stubborness. Just because she doesn't have friends (no, but as she says, she has 'many' friends but 'chooses' not to associate with them for some reason) doesn't mean I can't spend some time with mine? I mean, its the damn holidays, she (my friend) lives 10 minuets away and it's not like I freakin see her everyday goddamit = =''

Oh thats right. She never went to school. She does not understand the social values present in Australia (and having friends)...

I'm digging my grave aren't I?

Well, when your in the moment, and in this case, quite peeved off, what better way to relinquish this anger by narrating it out and getting rid of all those terrible feelings.

I guess if I should bring up the energy to post diary entries, recounting my time in Japan.

Yeh, I think that'd be a good idea. So I will always remember the events that happened then.