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So, the past couple days happened.

Yay, you're caught up.

Just kidding.

Umm... I saw The Fighter. It was good. The acting was great, very well done, and the story was good too. =D


This post will go back to include the night I saw The Fighter, but for now I'm going to jump to a few hours go.

So, my Tuesday ended with me going over to Emily's house to hang out with her, and Stickley, and Chelsea, and Preslie, and Brison. Good times!

I got to listen to talk about shows I don't/won't/can't watch, and then we played Bananagrams, and Phase 10, and Scattergories. We watched Preslie fit 27 Olives in her mouth. That was entertaining.

My reason for blogging stems from my departure, however. It was 11:45, and we had just finished up round 2 of Scattergories. I judged that if I left by 11:45 I would be home by 12, which is when I was told to be home by.

So, I tell them, "Hey, I gotta go."

To which I get, "Don't your parents know you're eighteen?"

Notice the correct use of your/you're. =D

No offense to said person. None what so ever.

As I was driving home I thought about it more and more, and realized that that kinda bothers. I did it again, and watched Dr Who before posting this, and lost my exact train of thought... Haha.

I don't think anywhere there is this license you are given when you turn eighteen that says, "You can completely disregard what your parents say, because you're eighteen."

I know this isn't what is intended, but it's been tossed around several times, and that is sort of the vibe I get from it. This sense that as an 18 year old "adult" you can make any choice you want to. Which, you don't have to be 18 to make your own mind up, but... You know.

I think my parents may be on to something though. I dunno, I turned out pretty alright. They care, and trust me, and I value that trust. I'm not gonna throw it out so I can play scattergories a bit longer.

And it's not like I can't ever stay out. I stayed out, after watching The Fighter, at Chris' house, and played games till 3:30 ish in the morning. I just got the ok for it from the parents before doing it.

I dunno, that seemed a lot more revalationy when I was driving home, pre-Dr Who. Haha.

I got to talk to Riekenberg a lot today. We met up at 1:30, and stayed and talked till like... 4 ish. It was nice to talk to him, about college and life and such. It seems like my civilian life doesn't vary from his too much. With a few exceptions, of course. I think it was nice for both of us to see that we weren't strange outcasts or something like that. Haha.

Ummm... So that's it for this post.

Hope you guys have a great day, and week, and life in general.

Also, it's almost 2011. Woot.