Three wonderful little things, which I've just heard about.
1. My dad is visiting tomorrow till the new year. Cue parental arguments, the end of my social life, and weeks of relentless study.
2. Our trip to Dubai has been pushed back a week. We now fly out on the 20th, but we still return on the 24th. A 4 fucking day long break.. brilliant.
3. My mother got an invitation to a Louis Vuitton Christmas event. 3 tickets for entry. Instead of taking me and my brother, she's taking her sister and her sister's husband (people who I'd be surprised by if they knew the difference between Chanel and Gucci). That means me and my brother have to babysit their son. The kid is fucking unbareable.
Shoot me now.
It's 9. I'm going to sleep before I do something I regret.
First thing my mom says to me today? "Christ, what's wrong with you now!?" and then bitches at me when I say nothing. Sorry. I'm tired of explaining how depression works to you, and then getting yelled at because I should just "get over it."