If you're Bonnie, I'll be your Clyde.

My mom is such a fucking mood killer. Sorry, but dude, she is. I came home tonight, and she started this whole thing about how I just have an attitude all the time. Um, excuse me. What? She's the one who's in a constant state of PMS these days. Not me. And she needs to just chill. I called her on my way home from work, and she wouldn't shut up about how she's going to make me start paying for everything. Gas, car insurance, cell phone bill - everything. I'm not going there. I'm just tired of hearing her nag. She's on my back about every little thing. And tonight, when I got home from work, she didn't even seem happy to see me. She payed more attention to the cat than she did to me. The cat.

Going to John's grandmother's house was nice. We ate Little Caesar's for dinner and then we watched an episode of House. Then we looked at some pictures on a digital photo frame. After we left, we went to Amber Island, a tattoo parlor. We got some pretty good insight on getting a tattoo, and the people there were really cool. Moto had some great work.

Anyway, after we left Amber Island, we went to Wal-Mart for a few minutes, then we drove to Waffle House in Powdersville. John let me drive his car. I love driving his car, what with his new rims n' everything. It makes me feel special. Ok, that sounded retarded, but seriously. It makes me feel like I'm...gah, how can I say this without sounding conceited? Well, whatever. It makes me feel like a hot girlfriend. So there.

Oh, look. It's already Valentine's Day. I think I want to just chill at home tomorrow night. Tonight, whatever. I'll probably be tired after work, and I just wanna' chill. I mean, it's Valentine's Day. I want it to be just us. Maybe we can go to his house and have dinner, if his parents aren't there, and if we have permission.

I wish I could be there now. I mean, I wish I could spend the night with him tonight. Just to be with him. It feels like we haven't spent enough time together this week, and right now, I'm just fed up with my parents. Nothing feels right, and I want to get away from here.

I'm just bummed out. I'm so tired of being in a good mood and then having it ruined. Like tonight on my way home from work - I was listening to Papa Roach ("To Be Loved"! whoo!) and I was all upbeat and happy and just ready to spend some time with John, and then I made the mistake of calling my mom just to tell her I was on my way home, and she ruined it. Not completely though - I was still all hyper when I pulled into the driveway. But as soon as I got out of the car, my mood went downhill because she didn't seem to care that I was home. All she seems to care about now is the fact that I have a job so I get a paycheck so I can pay her for every little thing and not be able to have a life. I don't know, man.

I'm just ready for a change. John's the best thing in my life right now, and it feels like my parents are trying to keep him away from me. Granted, my dad's being cool about everything. He's the one telling my mom to let me spend time with John. But here lately, I haven't seen my dad that much because he's had to work late so much, and now I feel really guilty about it. Plus, now I'm working. All those days where John comes over for lunch and spends the afternoon at my house practically don't exist anymore. But I had to get a job to shut my parents up. Too bad it only worked for one.

And thank God I'm out of school Monday. I don't have to work, and John doesn't either. He has to go to school, but he gets out at 10:45, so it'll still be early when he comes over. And you just have no idea how much I'm looking forward to that. Problem is, I wish I knew I could get permission. That way, he could just come over straight from school (if he wants to), and nobody would care that his car's in my driveway. But I doubt my mom would give me permission. Well, if I came up with the right excuse, she would. I might just tell her he wants to go to Naia's or something later in the afternoon. I don't know, but I'll figure it out.

Anyway, I'm going to talk to him on AIM for a little bit, then I'm going to bed. I have to work from 2 to 7 tomorrow. Today. I just want to get it over with so I can hang out with John. And I still feel pretty crappy that I ruined Valentine's Day for him by getting him the Marilyn Manson dvd. I hope he doesn't hold that against me. Besides, my back-up plan didn't work.

Oh well. I'll post again soon.

Goodnight, and if I don't post again in the next 22 hours and 30 minutes, Happy Valentine's Day.