I’m a child and I’m hopeless

Today was all right. I stayed home today and did my usual stay-at-home routine: get online, eat, catnap, watch TV, talk on the phone. When I had run out of better things to do, I watched Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. I don’t like watching the same movie twice (except if I’m forced to by my friends) but Crouching Tiger is one of my favorites and I didn’t mind seeing it a second time. Especially since Chang Chen looks like Jean–now that is something I won’t mind seeing over and over again. My dad was home and he watched with me and my sister. My favorite part is when Lo and Jen meet each other in the desert, and during the love scenes my dad would be like, “Close your eyes!” I tried to ignore him but the moment was lost and that annoyed me a little because it was my favorite scene and I like to feel all warm and fuzzy inside when I watch it. My sister was like, “Only if you close your eyes.” A moment’s silence. Then Dad points to the wall. “Look there! A cockroach!”

Sigh. In the eyes of my father I will always be an innocent little kid. In the eyes of my friends, I am known as the “sexpert” (even though I hardly know anything, really, just stuff I hear from other people and stuff I read from magazines). Amazing, isn’t it? Anyway, my dad was home the whole day and I decided against watching Bounce since it’s a romantic movie and it’s understood that there will be a lot of kissing/love scenes. When I watch movies I want my environment to be as silent as a tomb. And I don’t want to be told to close my eyes during the “good parts”, the love scenes.

I need new books. But I’ve already drained a lot of my parents’ money yesterday so I guess I’ll have to wait another week or two until I bug them to get me something new. I dunno what in particular I want, but I miss going to Power Books.