What the fuck...

Yeah, my parents are back alright.
Tomorrow, I'm supposed to go to the Czech Republic with my mum for my cousin's wedding. No problem, it was all planned out, I'd go back on the following Sunday, then dad would go there for my uncle's birthday party and then take my mum back home. No problem.
Only, my parents being who they are, they have managed to fight - meaning, dad doesn't talk any more, and doesn't want to go to the birthday party. Meaning, mum wants me to stay there for the whole three weeks - and that's something I don't want to. Not because I don't like my family, or don't want to be there for the birthday, not at all. But I can't leave here for three weeks, not at the moment! There's things to do, places to be, rehearsals to attend, and stuff.

ARGH!!! I love my parents, but sometimes, I just want to scream at them to grow the fuck up.

Leave of Absence

Right. I'll be leaving early tomorrow morning for those family celebrations in the Czech Republic. The chances of me having internet access down there are fairly slim, so this will be the last entry for July June. Y'all take care now, and I see you in June July! :D

You'll take the high road
and I'll take the low road
and I'll be in Scotland afore ye