My 29 years old sister is finally moving out from our house to live on her own. One of the flats my grandfather have for rent was free and she decided that she liked it. It's just next to our house, I can see her terrace from mine, so it's not like she's that far away, duh. She and my mother are driving me insane will all the cleaning, painting the walls and the new furniture, mostly because my mom is always telling my sister what furniture will be better and my sister says that she had another thing in mind, yada yada yada...
I just decided to let my sister alone, it's her house, so she have the right to do whatever she wants. She wants a wall of the living room lemon green? Fine with me (It's my favourite color and looks nice), she wants the wall of her bedroom dark purple? Go with it if it makes you happy! What annoys me is not my sister but my mom, who's now asking me why I don't have a boyfriend. I told her that my sister never had one either and she's older than me, and her answer was that she at least was moving and having a life, and my mom joked about me needing another friends to take me out and help me to find a man (nearly all my -women- friends have a boyfriend), I knwo that she was jsut joking, but still...
Thanks mom for make me remember that I have no life at all...argh.
And changing the subject, yesterday I dreamed about my dad again. I usually don't like it but it wasn't that bad this time. He never told me to go out to find a boyfriend at all. This 10 of May will make a year.