cimorene

apparently we're going out to eat to celebrate the fact that i'm going in six days.

actually, i think my parents' motivation is more like 'it's her last weekend ::sniffle::,' but we'll go with what i want. who's the princess, bitch?

that's right.

apparently we have to leave RIGHT now too.

mom: so where would you prefer? chili's or--?
me: i don't know. you pick.
mom: are we having a little trouble decision-making?
me: uuuurrrrrrrrrrrrk
mom: poor baby, you sound depressed. or is it tired.
me: tired.
dad: so are you getting up so we can leave soon?
me: ::to pillow:: mmph.
dad: ::knocks on wall::
me: WHAT.
dad: are you getting up so we can go?
me: MOM'S TAKING THE DOG OUT!!!!!
dad: ::goes away::