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aight, so spring break was ok i suppose. going home is definitely not as cool as florida or california or whatever, but it was relaxing. watched lots of movies and basketball and while browsing our Movie Gallery in Leitchfield, I stumble upon a guy with his wife and kids and the kid wants to watch the movie "Rent" and the dad snatches it from his hand and says, and I quote "thats one of them movies for gays". I thought the movie was pretty damn incredible, and my dad not wanting to watch "good night and good luck" because he doesn't like those damn black and white movies...ridiculous. Why is everyone back home so fucking close minded??
I fought with my dad again because he thinks I'm acting "too good" for him and my mom just because i didn't feel like going out with them because Boston College was playing. Fucking forgive me if the entire time I was growing up I wasn't allowed to have friends over (what few i had), they never went out anywhere...just sat at home every weekend and watched tv and wouldn't let me go out either. NOW they wanna get mad at me for not wanting to go out with them somewhere. If it hadn't been for my best friend Emily all through high school, I would have turned out just like it, but luckily she got me out of my shell, advised me to get rid of the fuckin slayer shirts and dog collars and basically grow the fuck up. I owe that girl my life.
I guess I'm gonna wake up at 6, go lift weights and all that fun stuff and go back to the radio station and whatever else i feel like doing since i don't have class.
I fought with my dad again because he thinks I'm acting "too good" for him and my mom just because i didn't feel like going out with them because Boston College was playing. Fucking forgive me if the entire time I was growing up I wasn't allowed to have friends over (what few i had), they never went out anywhere...just sat at home every weekend and watched tv and wouldn't let me go out either. NOW they wanna get mad at me for not wanting to go out with them somewhere. If it hadn't been for my best friend Emily all through high school, I would have turned out just like it, but luckily she got me out of my shell, advised me to get rid of the fuckin slayer shirts and dog collars and basically grow the fuck up. I owe that girl my life.
I guess I'm gonna wake up at 6, go lift weights and all that fun stuff and go back to the radio station and whatever else i feel like doing since i don't have class.