when the only time you can go the the internet or use the phone is when you stay at home while your family visits the cemetary, you need a life. i've waited patiently for a month. once it is december, i'm done. i want my life back. i want to see the light of day. i want to breathe without asking permission to do so. i want to be able to see my friends without a pesky restraining order getting in the way. i am so good at being the parental doormat, but if they don't compromise with me, they will be feeling regret.
so i survived thanksgiving with the relatives, an amazing feat if i do say so myself. i thought i would have the rest of the weekend to relax, but alas i was wrong. my mother tells me that i have to go see this show. called the glory of christmas. in the crystal cathedral. a church. my grandmother got us free tickets. wasn't that nice of her? NO, it wasn't nice of her. i don't go to church for a reason. my first impulse was to refuse to go. but then i realized that my refusal to attend could quite possibly hinder my efforts to obtain freedom come december. so i went. i watched. i managed to refrain from laughing and/or sleeping.
i'm done writing for now. or is it blogging? whatever. 

  the comments have been set back to zero thanks to me(wood), dont all jump at once to comment now.. tuts should feel loved i took the effort to do this, or maybe not since i have no life and too much time to spare
-not tuts but the accomplice 

  so i am in trouble. big trouble. i won't be posting very often, but i will when i can, so if you get bored check here and maybe i will have said something entertaining.