So like its gonna be my 18th. I want a sick party with my mates so I ask the 'rentals to, you know, like go out and give us my house. I mean I'm 17 and they're totally, actually OLD. And to pay for the party and booze, obvs, like I don't work so how can I? I AM DOING MY HOMEWORK, like they want me to, Duuuuuuhhhhhhh! So I'm like GOD when they say THEY want to be there, if they're going to pay, GOD such money heads, its all they bang on about. AND they are saying stuff about trashing the house I mean who actually does that?LIke no one Ive ever heard of? I can't do working and A levels anyway (too busy watching films with BF and oh yeh and school and tidying up room and on fleek eyebrows/eyeliner). SO they are wanting, ugh, family and DGM to come and maybe some of THEIR friends that (they say) have known me all my life, how embarrassing and lame. So 'D'M gets all DRAMATIC and EMOTIONAL and actually CRIES, ugh, she looks soooo moist and dead when she does this. 'D"F took her stupid side too, WTAF? I said I'd let them take me for an expensive meal or something, I don't actually care, later like? And Big sis is taking me and my mates clubbing too, sooo cool. Anyway she's on my actual case 24/7 about a date for the party thing and I don't KNOW? So I said/screamed what have I actually DONE??????? So SHE starts banging on about gratefulness and the TONE of what, like , I said (like I don't understand WHAT T F she's actually TALKING about.) So, GOD, I've LET them have a party for me in the end, on the SATUDAY and She's like taking Friday off work or something to set it up, cook and decorate (I'm mean I can't just take a DAY OFF when I want so I'm doing her an actual FAVOUR) I'm so like making a compromise, tho and I will let them KNOW it, AIBU?