A little's enough.

Well, sorry I haven't posted in quite a few days. It's been a hell of a week. For John, more so than me. But still. It's time for a break.

For starters, everything was just really busy this past week - work, school, everything. And John had an ear infection, so everything was just twice as hard on him because he couldn't wear his hearing aid. By Friday, he was better. (Speaking of Friday, I had the privilege of waking him up at Naia's. It was nice. But unfortunately I had to go to work so I couldn't stay too long.) Anyway, we hung out Friday night, and last night we went out to eat with Kellie and Joe, which was really fun. We went to Applebee's and then to Wal-Mart just to goof off. It was great. But unfortunately, before all the fun - before I got off work, even - John's parents found out about his tattoo. They did NOT like it. Apparently, there was yelling and talk of John moving out and all this crap. It was ridiculous. So now his parents are completely mad at him and disappointed in him and they think he's immature and can't make his own decisions and it just really pisses me off. Oh, and they took away his car keys. So now he has to find a way to work and school. Which, it wasn't a problem today - I took him to work and picked him up. And I got to stay at Naia's with him and make macaroni for supper. But it was hard to completely enjoy it since his parents were still being difficult n' stuff.

They still haven't given him back his car keys, but luckily they didn't take away his phone or his laptop. And they told him he can't even go see Naia - his own grandmother. It just makes me so mad that his parents are being so ridiculous. John's 19 years old. He can make his own decisions. And y'know what? If he can't make a decision - if he's just not sure what to do - he can always turn to me for help. And he knows that. But it makes me mad because they're making him feel like he's a disappointment - like he's "pathetic", as he put it. And I hate that they're making him feel glad about being gone this summer. I know it's nothing personal or anything like that. He'll just be glad to be away from his parents. But I hate that moving to Clemson for 8 weeks is his only option. Well, his only option to be away from his parents AND earn more money. I hate that they make him want to be gone. No parents should make their kid feel like that - especially an only child.

I don't know. I think I'm just frustrated with everything. And John just reminded me that, since I'm getting my wisdom teeth removed this Friday, I'm not going to feel like going to Greenville-Pickens Saturday night. Now, THAT is a bummer. I just have a feeling my spring break isn't going to go as planned. Not that it had a plan to begin with, but I have a feeling I won't enjoy it like I should. I wish John could stay with me while I "recover" from getting my teeth pulled. I wish he could take care of me. But of course, my parents won't allow that. Maybe he'll get to come over Monday. And y'know, the only good thing about this whole teeth thing is the fact that I'll get a lot of sleep. I know they'll give me pain meds, so hopefully I'll get to catch up on some much needed sleep. I really, really hope so.

Anyway, I'm gonna go. I'm on the phone with my aunt, wishing her a happy birthday, but I'll probably be getting off the phone soon and going to bed. I can't really concentrate on anything. I'm just in deep thought about like, everything. i don't know. I just want everything to be ok, for once.

Goodnight.