yesterday i went to UTC with ruthie...damn...shopping AGAIN! of course the only reason we went there was to hit up hollister...weather sucked yesterday. afterwards we went to visit nate and got to see earl, fred, and elaine too. haven't seen those fools in forever and a day. then my dad calls at 9 30 askin where i was....geez....then the freakin drama fo yo mama starts...

i came home after my dad called...i hate that shit! 19 years old and i still have to be home before 12?! WTF?! arghhhhhhhhhhhh...i started complaining and crying askin why he always picks on me. then my brother tries to stick up for me and my dad just gives his whole BS excuse of wanting me to be a "decent girl." school first and shit like that...it's like, damn i know already! if i wasn't a decent girl would i be in berkeley right now? dont think so...do i look like the vulnerable type to let myself be taken advantage of? gosh..i have my own morals and values. it's not like i wanna mess up my life. i wanna graduate, i wanna get a job and be successful....and i just wanna have fun. i'm turning 20 in december and i can't help but think that ive missed out on my teen years cause i've been restricted so much. SUCKs....he raised me well and im grateful...but he needs to learn how to let go...i'm not the little girl he thinks i am anymore...im strong and independant. i wish my dad could see that...until then im a prisoner! >:o