my parents and i went out to dinner tonight. i taught my dad a bunch of stuff he's never heard before, like wigger, bling bling, 420... he thinks it's hilarious. it's... kinda interesting too. we were just sittin there, picking at each other's food (not even asking, of course). and, get this, i was the one making most of the conversation. ... you have no idea how weird that it. it's always me, laughing at brent and scott's stories. but no, i got to be the one talking! i... yeah, it's stupid to be happy about that, but i am. it's going to be like this for the next 3 years, too. i'm going to be the center of attention... selfish and immature, yes, but still very cool. i finally get to at least pretend i'm the oldest. it's just a very good feeling, and you know, i think i'm going to be able to handle my parents all alone. just maybe.