Well, a new day must mean an improvement on shitty old yesterday, right? Eh... kind of.
Upon waking up, it was raining. Great. No insects though, which pleased me. So we got ready, waited for it to let up (which it did) and went out. We went to Fort William first, but there wasn't a lot to do there. We looked around, and had some food and bought some insect repellent. It all seemed to be going too well, and sure enough it went pie-faced, when my two little sisters got annoying towards me and I got annoyed back.
This angered both my parents (particularly as I said something that I really shouldn't have, while not thinking due to being annoyed) and they were both angry at me, which really got me down. We moved on after this, to somewhere else that I can't remember. I saw what I think was Ben Nevis (the biggest mountain in Britain) and got some photos, which was good. Then we travelled back, and got to the tent, and the bickering resumed, and everyone started arguing over who got use of the power sockets, and I got the short straw, and annoyed my parents AGAIN with my response.
Except later, my father got agitated when cooking the food, and said something to my mither which she didn't take kindly to, and they had a minor verbal altercation.
Now I should point out they've had very serious rows in the past and this was nothing compared to them. But it seriously gets me down every time they have any sort of verbal disagreement. And it made me start feeling really down, because it reminded me I do all the things my father does that my mother doesn't like and that I'm just like him.
And then I tried being optimistic, thinking tomorrow will be better. But I know it won't. Chances are that I'll do something wrong again, and get told off for it again, and that'll make me feel down again.
We're supposed to be going to either Balmoral or John O'Groats tomorrow, but so far I haven't really enjoyed this holiday as much as I should have. And that really gets me down. We barely have the money to pay for this holiday, let alone all our bills. The fact I'm not enjoying it pisses me off as it all seems like a waste but it shouldn't feel like a waste, I should just stop being miserable and enjoy it. But how can I enjoy it when crap like this keeps happening?
I might wake up tomorrow and everything might be fine, and it might be the best day ever. But today wasn't, and this is the second day in a row something has gone wrong and it's been my fault. For all I know I might wake up and wonder why the hell I even posted this, like I did with my Christmas Eve post on my other blog. I don't know. I guess all I can do is wait and see.
I'm sure this holiday is a lot better than I'm making it out to be. I might look back on this one day and think "that was a nice holiday". I guess those whole blog post is just me venting my frustration at life in general, just applied to the context of this holiday. I'm sure I'm fine, really. I think.
Upon waking up, it was raining. Great. No insects though, which pleased me. So we got ready, waited for it to let up (which it did) and went out. We went to Fort William first, but there wasn't a lot to do there. We looked around, and had some food and bought some insect repellent. It all seemed to be going too well, and sure enough it went pie-faced, when my two little sisters got annoying towards me and I got annoyed back.
This angered both my parents (particularly as I said something that I really shouldn't have, while not thinking due to being annoyed) and they were both angry at me, which really got me down. We moved on after this, to somewhere else that I can't remember. I saw what I think was Ben Nevis (the biggest mountain in Britain) and got some photos, which was good. Then we travelled back, and got to the tent, and the bickering resumed, and everyone started arguing over who got use of the power sockets, and I got the short straw, and annoyed my parents AGAIN with my response.
Except later, my father got agitated when cooking the food, and said something to my mither which she didn't take kindly to, and they had a minor verbal altercation.
Now I should point out they've had very serious rows in the past and this was nothing compared to them. But it seriously gets me down every time they have any sort of verbal disagreement. And it made me start feeling really down, because it reminded me I do all the things my father does that my mother doesn't like and that I'm just like him.
And then I tried being optimistic, thinking tomorrow will be better. But I know it won't. Chances are that I'll do something wrong again, and get told off for it again, and that'll make me feel down again.
We're supposed to be going to either Balmoral or John O'Groats tomorrow, but so far I haven't really enjoyed this holiday as much as I should have. And that really gets me down. We barely have the money to pay for this holiday, let alone all our bills. The fact I'm not enjoying it pisses me off as it all seems like a waste but it shouldn't feel like a waste, I should just stop being miserable and enjoy it. But how can I enjoy it when crap like this keeps happening?
I might wake up tomorrow and everything might be fine, and it might be the best day ever. But today wasn't, and this is the second day in a row something has gone wrong and it's been my fault. For all I know I might wake up and wonder why the hell I even posted this, like I did with my Christmas Eve post on my other blog. I don't know. I guess all I can do is wait and see.
I'm sure this holiday is a lot better than I'm making it out to be. I might look back on this one day and think "that was a nice holiday". I guess those whole blog post is just me venting my frustration at life in general, just applied to the context of this holiday. I'm sure I'm fine, really. I think.