So, I had a really good holiday

But I am totally knackered. Like, I slept for about 14 hours last night and I'm still quite tired.

We did loads, and since coming back, I find myself even more excited about leaving home.

I mean, it's not the freedom that's entirely what I'm looking forward too, it's the whole thing with my parents.

I mean, I don't want to be cruel to my parents, but since coming back, well, I had noticed it beforehand, but it's grown since we've come back, that I just don't really want to be with then. Sometimes, I can find that they have two sets of standards, are not really all that nice in general, and are quick to argue with anyone who doesn't agree with them.

Like, earlier for example, I said a joke, something about wanting to listen to my music by the table, and Mam threatened to kick me out of the house.

I just don't want to be here anymore.

I hate living in Swansea, I hate living in Wales.

I find nothing here to amuse me, and there's nothing really keeping me here.

So, I sincerely hope that I get into Surrey, because I don't really fancy going to anywhere in Wales.....

Night!