my birthday is in 17 more days and my mom is still deciding whether or not i'm going to be allowed to go to Otakon in 21 days. i practically NEED to go to this convention. oh my gods it's going to kick so much ass. if i can go, of coarse. ugh... i hate worrying. but hey! i get paid today and we're going to see Pirates of the Caribbean tomorrow! (or maybe even tonight)! which is cool. but whatever. she says she's going to talk to my dad about it because i'm getting my tongue pierced too. she says he needs to know what's going on as well. because i'm his daughter too. ah... what the fuck ever. *gasp*!!!! only 8 more days until Byron comes back!!!! Ahh!!!!! i'm so excited!! yay!! that kicks so much ass. you know, maybe he can talk my mother into letting me go. he can talk his way out of (and into) anything. gods, i hope so.