I hate it

when my parents plan stuff and don’t tell me about it.

“We’re leaving for Ottawa tomorrow afternoon, pack your stuff for God’s sake!”

“Thanks for telling me earlier! “

“Well you don’t need to know.”

!?!?!? WTF!?!?!?

So we’re leaving for dominican republic. I know when, but not the exact time. I don’t know where. I don’t know what the hotel looks like. Actually, I learned yesterday that we were leaving on january 1st. Not nice.