Up and up.

I'm up and I have a test tomorrow for Art History. Supposedly, its gonna be hard. Cry-on-my-neighbor's-shoulder-I-don't-know-the-answer hard. But like I said. I'm up. I don't feel like going to sleep, well I do...but I don't know. Good shows tonight. Kinda. Third Watch was alright though I didn't really get to watch all of it. Actually, I didn't really watch anything. I just sat here and did Art History. I still need to work on my Plato paper.

Well, my parents are stressin' me. I want to go to the Yellowcard concert, but its on a Monday and when I asked, they answered, "Nope." Just like that. ONly it sounded more obnoxious. So that's it. No weekday concerts. Friday nights are cool. Something tells me that if I stay in this house, I'll never get to do the things I want to do. Because even when I turn 18, they're still going to tell me what to do. And I don't want that. So hopefully, some lucky college will accept me, and I'll be a happy camper. Go to concerts whenever I want. Go out whenever I want. Do what I want. Eat in my room. You know. Basics.

That's all, tomorrow more.