I accidentally deleted this journal for like 2.5 seconds. Ugh. I'm so blonde.

...I wanna join the Rekai Writers but I'm a little nervous about asking for an invite. I'm still a little insecure about my writing. I make a shitload of typos. ;_____; I'm going to ask though. Just not right this immediate second. Next week sounds more my style. ^__^ I have a couple of fics on my FF.NET account that are pretty...juvinile. I wrote them whe I was 12. I don't want to delete them because well...reviews. I have reviews on them. Plus, they give me nostaligia. They're meant to be song parodies but I readily admit they're not good fic material. Plus, I have horrible spelling.

Lolita, Lolita, Lo-lee-ta.

My dad just found out about it. The jig is up. He was all "Who gave you that book?!" I told him I bought it. He's pretty pissed but he isn't going to take it away. At least I don't think so. He just kinda walked off....

I make my parents out to be so uptight but they really aren't. I get to do pretty much anything I want because I'm the good kid. I really should abide by the few rules they have but there are just some that I find ridiculous. Like not being able to read certian books. I get to watch R rated movies but I can't read Clive Barker or Vladmir Nabokov. It makes no sense. 

I am glad to say that I looked him straight in the eye and didn't cower in fear. He had a scary look. Like >:O only worse....

I'm just trying to justify myself when there is no justification. I disobeyed them. And I don't realy care, which is the sad thing. Dad doesn't want me to have Lolita because he doesn't want Mom to have a fit. He's the one who told me I should read it but Mom nixed that idea. -___-

They're just trying to do what's best for me but I think I have a better idea of what that is. Like reading contraband. XD

Agh. Whatever. I'm just as stubborn as they are. Rules were made to be broken. Besides, it's like Thorny said, just because I read Lolita doesn't mean I'm going to pull a Humpert Humpert. Gah. 

Besides, I guess the teen in me likes being rebellious.

Monk Out

Ugh. Sometimes I'm sickened at what a teen I am. Teens can be twats, no lie.