Blood tastes funny.

I just don't get it anymore. No matter what I do, it's not right. Not with my parents, anyway. Mom was disappointed that I came home at 9. Forgive me for accidentally cutting my lip. And forgive me for being hungry. But you know what? I'm disappointed in her. I told her I wanted to watch Finding Nemo with her. I know, it's more of a summer movie, but she's never seen it and I just wanted to watch it with her since I think she'd enjoy it. But she didn't even tell my dad we had planned to watch it. She was supposed to give him a heads up, so she and I could watch it in the livingroom. But she called me while I was at Naia's with John, and I asked her if she still wanted to watch it, and she said no. She told me that Dad was watching TV, and then she said she didn't tell him we were going to watch a movie.

So, when I came home, she said she was 'disappointed' because she thought I was going to be home earlier. Well, the only reason I planned to come home early was so we could watch the movie. And then she said she didn't want me to do anything during the week anymore because they never get to see me. I told her that it seems like they don't care. I mean, they hardly ask about school, or how my day was, or...well, anything else for that matter. So why bother being here?

And another thing - I wanted to go shopping for a prom dress this weekend, just to look. But my mom said she and my dad are going to the car show Saturday afternoon. Then she made it sound like I have all the time in the world to get a dress, like it's nothing important. It's my senior prom. Duh? It just made me sad because it seems like my parents just have nothing to do with me anymore. Even when I make the effort to spend time with them, it just doesn't happen. Yet, they're the ones who get all undone because I spend time with John.

On a happier note, though - I got to spend the afternoon with John. We picked Joe up from school (which didn't turn out to be a disaster after all). After we left his house, we went to Pumper's, then we went to Bilo for like 30 minutes. When we left Bilo, we decided to go over to Naia's and make macaroni. And when we were at Naia's, after we ate, I got that feeling again - the feeling I got at Applebee's last night. That comfort feeling. Maybe it's just Naia, maybe it's John, maybe it's the combination of them both. I don't know. But you know, some people would probably feel a little awkward sitting in the kitchen floor at their boyfriend's grandmother's house. But I didn't. I felt so comfortable. I could've just sat there with John all night, and Naia too. I just didn't want to leave. Of course, I never want to leave when I'm with him, but when you feel that comfortable - no matter where you are or who you're with...man, it's just such a cool feeling.

Anyway, I believe this post is long enough. So I think I'm going to talk to John on AIM for a little while, and then I'm going to bed.

Goodnight.