It's almost 10:15, sat on my bed listening to my father shouting and swearing in the bathroom, I know he is suffering with his knees, but why does he have to make everyone else suffer too? I wouldn't be surprised if he ruins this holiday for us.
In about 2 hours time I'll be leaving here for Cyprus, whereas I should be excited, I'm not. Because of my father.
Will we have a good time? Let's see, but I hope so.