So, I just came back from watching New Moon, like, a while ago. It was better than Twilight, but I still thought it was pretty stupid. Hahah.
Sad thing is, even though I got a chance to hang out with friends, I'm upset. I'm ticked and I'm bored. I absolutely, strongly dislike being home. I shouldn't even call it home; sometimes when I'm at my house, I find myself saying, "I wanna go home" in my mind. What the hell is that? Seriously?? I don't like being home because of my parents. They're so nosy and overprotective; especially my dad. Sometimes they'll make fun of me, and I know they're "joking," but personally, I don't think it's funny.
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