Furious Morning

So, I was still in bed, sleeping, while my mom and dad rushed in and ruined my heavenly time. It was freakin 6am and goddamn all I wanted to do was SLEEP, peacefully.
And all this chaos happened. They told me that I need to go outside more and not just sleep my ass all day. Go get a driving license, cooking course, drawing shits, swimming, jogging, renewing my passport, even babysitting if I didnt make them stop. Apparently, they're bored to see me at home.

Bloody holiday. I said I didnt sleep all day! I didnt even take a nap at all for a week! I did yoga, and you know what dad? YOU KNOW WHAT? I wanted to go outside myself since the very beginning of my holiday which is 1 month ago and all I could do was get refused and refused because mom and you were too busy and there was nothing to get myself out of the house. Not even a boat! And I'm sick of hearing all you want me to dos for my holiday which literally sound like me-being-a-maid-in-my-own-house.

While what I want for my summer break are just hunt for some books, buy dvds, renewing the inside of my closet -which means shopping-, vacation, basically, HAVE FUN. geezz God why is it so hard for old people to understand?

No, hell I'm not a rebel. I am never a rebel. I'm not saying that my mom and dad are old people either because they're young -literally and not-. They're not, like, old boring couple at all. They're fun and cool actually. But this is just silly. I found several, um, different opinions with them during this holiday. And I dont know was it just me passing a mind-developing-phase or my parents being weird.
ughhh.