Weekends...

I came home for the weekend mostly because I wanted to be with my family once I haven't been with them since Christmas holidays, despite the fact that today is my dad's birthday and I wanted to be with him too... And, how actually has been my weekend? Fights that are making me go insane becuase a stupid sofa and it's a luck that I'm oing to lunch with my dad tomorrow (well, today - in a couple of hours actually) since his schedule is always full for me and my brother...

And I'll say it once more, why I keep coming here knowing that it will not bring me no good?