So, my parents are officially making it a point that they want to be the bane of my existence by making me cut off all contact with my best friend in the universe. Lovely.
I feel like utterly giving up at this point... I've got two more years of this terror before I can go out into the world and do what I want to do because I love it. So, there probably won't be any cons for a while if my mother keeps her little tangent up.