weather report

seasonal storm hit my household once again.

The last time, i was left there questioning the reason behind my very existence. Now, my life is under scruntiny.

For a moment i am considering moving into hall again. Probably be a RA or something. So that I dont have to stay at home, even during the holidays.

My father says that he would lock the door by 12am from now on. I'm 21. I cant be home any later than that because i am someone elses' daughter; someone elses' elder sister.

Life is great staying out. You come home once in a while and you would be treated like a princess. You stay at home, reality bites you.. gnaws at your every existence.

So, tell me why i am not such a family person.