It Begins! or the title ive used the most since i started this blog.

So i promised a catch up blog and here it is.
A couple weeks ago my mum and i had a massive fight, for which she apologised. But as parents feel its OK to lie to children, but not the other way around, it appears her apology was not genuine and she still thinks that i have to work 24/7 otherwise i will end up at tescos (her own words slightly adjusted). Then i went on a cracking holiday with foa which featured swimming, downpours, copious amounts of a certain nerdy habit and games of Irish snap in which bones were crushed. I come back having planned to work for 2/3rds of every day which can interchanged to give myself 2/3rds free on specific days where i can do fun things. But apparently a weekend break has consumed any right i have to free time.

example

me: "hey mum its ok if i come back around 10ish in the morning and work for the rest of the day."
mum: "my god saboo how dare you, you do realise since i can no longer live through your sister you are my only chance of achieving something! Your cousins are so much smarter than you, you cant let my sisters children beat you!

ok she didn't say that but that basically been her attitude since i showed the slightest hint of having a brain. At this point she decided i had to be the best at everything its possible to achieve in. When it became clear that i was not the new Einstein rather than accepting me for being fairly smart, a little socially inept and incredibly nerdy she decides that anything i don't achieve is down to me not "living to my full potential" and i by potential i do mean unreasonable demands most parents realise aren't achievable unless your less than 5ft tall and look as if you've never been outside (hint hint DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM).

So that's basically where i am right now. I've reached the point all children must reach where they finally realise that parents make for lousy parents if you know what i mean. Less is more and other pointless quotes.

However my cat still loves me, or at least misses her movable electric blanket. I kid you not she stalks me 90% of the time.

and i have been persuaded to get a Nintendo ds lite at last. The bill will be footed by selling my ipod to my mother of all people who luckily has become addicted to the thing. Tbh i don't want an ipod that has pride and prejudice on it!

Bubi

Ps way to help with the revision cat.