For The Life Of Me, There Is NOTHING TO DO!

Sunday night. i'm supposed to be studying for any test that may or may not be coming up tomorrow, and why Alan Moore is my hero.

instead, i can only think of how BORED i am. Yes, at my desk, listening to Say Anything, wondering how my life went to hell so fast.

but yeah.

my 'rents, on the other hand . . . well, let me explain.

the entire weekend, my dah kept saying, "We're goin' to the movies. We are. I swear to you, we're goin' to the movies."

Well, today, in my fit of boredom, i suggested that we could sneak out and go. He's all for it. He suggests that i go with mom. so i go up to her, and she goes on and on how it's not fair for the other kids that WE can go, but they can't.

Well, Dad overhears, and now he's HELLBENT on getting me to a movie.

i've told them a buncha times already that's okay, and they didn't need to take me - they could use the money for Christmas presants or something. but OH no, we HAVE to go to the movies TONIGHT.

crap.

~Jink, who's feeling confused and torn