Stick your stupid slogan in.

My parents have the stupidest reasons for things. Ok, so John just called to see if we could have lunch together at my house. Since sneaking around gets too complicated, I decided to ask my mom for permission. That was a mistake. She just ended up making me mad. She said she doesn't want us in the house alone for hours at a time. What? I asked her why, and she said, "Y'all could get in trouble that way." Seriously Mom, what the hell? Apparently, she's under the impression that John and I are 'doing things' we shouldn't be 'doing'. Well, I've already discussed that with her like four times. She just doesn't seem to listen.

I don't know why she doesn't trust me. And I told her that. I told her she should be able to trust me by now, that she should know I'm not like that, and that John and I aren't doing anything we shouldn't be. Her response was, "It's not about that." So I asked, "Ok, Mom. If it's not about 'that', what is it about?" All she said was, "Well, y'all are teenagers." ...So? And then she said, "I just don't want y'all in the house for three or four hours." I asked her what the problem was, and she said, "That's too long." That's so ridiculous. She lets me go off with him from 5 or 6 in the evening until midnight, but three hours in the house is too long?

And she needs to stop worrying about the sex thing, even though she apparently doesn't trust me in that department. I have morals, ok? Besides, John and I have already had that discussion. It's not going to happen for a while, believe me. So what part of "We aren't having sex"doesn't my mom understand?

It's just so irritating. I can't really enjoy getting to do stuff anymore because she makes such a big deal when I ask for permission. And then she gives me bad reasons for not letting me do stuff. The more she does it, the more I want to rebel.

Anyway, John doesn't get out of school until 12:15, so while I'm waiting, I think I'll just go find some music to blare. Marilyn Manson's always good.