Roughly Twelve hours More - 9.28.2008

Until the family comes home. The weekend's been alright. Had a bit of fun even though I was just socialising online with friends and such. My brother was being kind of a bitch yesterday, but he got over it. Sometimes I swear that men PMS just the same as we do! So anyway, I ordered some Chinese food last night and enjoyed the evening to myself. Well, almost. My dad's cat has been meowing his head off at me since he left! He kinda thinks he's mine anyway, so that's probably it.

I did most of the cleaning stuff yesterday. I have to say, I love being by myself. There's only one dirty dish since I've done them. And that's the fork I used to eat Chinese leftovers (oh yeah, the breakfast of champions.) this morning. I know once they get back, I'll have a sinkful again, but I am trying not to think about that. I hate it when they're around. I mean, yeah, I love my dad and all that obligatory sappy shit, but I get so sick of feeling like I'm looking after three pigs children. I'm too damn young to be a mother hen!