I'm at my Mums house at the moment. And I love being here.
Firstly, I see my Mum, little sister, Step-Dad, dogs and cats all in one. I get to spend some time with them and forget about the trouble and bother (mostly from Bob) back at Cambridge. In the house, I have less responsibility on the housework and stuff (though I am still helping out and generally being a good daughter) but I'm pushed by everyone to do my homework and when I am doing that nobody annoys me and they even make me cups of tea and stuff. It's relaxing and satisfying. Like right now, I have been given free reign of my Mum's flash laptop with wireless to do my revision, when at home I would have to clean the kitchen before doing anything to do with college. I think it's the difference of living with a house-proud Mum versus a lazy Father.
Yesterday was a great Saturday. It was easy and I got tonnes of revision done, getting above the high ninety percents in my practice papers for my Maths resit. This was after a two and a half hour round trip for my Mum and Step-Dad to get their new posh chav-parent car (or so I call it, when actually it's a Rover 75 estate with cream leather interior) from Watford, and also after I was rudely awoken by Stephen shaking the caravan and throwing the dog inside at 9am. 
But then I opened my birthday presents (which included a hologram poster of a Cyberman with a Dalek, the Tenth Doctor and a Tardis in the background, a Doctor Who Encyclopedia and a flash camera) so it was all good.
After all this, we all got ready to go out for my pre-Eighteenth celebration in the evening, in which everyone this side of the family could make it. The people who couldn't make it were my Aunt, Uncle and little cousin nor my older siblings. But to replace them, my Mum secretly invited my childhood best friend, which was so good. I hadn't spoken to her properly in about a year and it was still the same as always. So anyway, the full guest list was Me, Sam, Mum, Stephen, Rebecca, my Grandma, and then my step-grandparents. We went to the 'posh' Chinese and I got the waiters singing happy birthday to me and I received a free ice-cream with a sparkler.
It was a really good day yesterday. In which there was no irritation!
Oh, and I just HAVE to put in this quote from yesterdays Doctor Who which made me LOL.
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The Doctor: [Wearing a gas mask] Are you my mummy?
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Brilliant. Just genius.
Well anyway, I think this a long enough blog...and I'll get back to revision with my black coffee, the hollyoaks omnibus and telling the dogs to shut up every time someone walks by on the field opposite.
Oh, I love being at my Mums.
