OK, so I thought I'd update again because I'm pissed off to put it lightly. See, there's this film that I really want to go see called The Disappeared, starring Tom Felton (that's Draco Malfoy for all you Harry Potter fans out there) amongst others. It's not a mainstream film with a massive release but it is being shown to the UK public for the first time on the 25th August in London as part of Frightfest. It doesn't appear to have a general release date yet. It is one of two movies that I have to see this year, even if I see no others - the other movie is Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince. 3 guesses as to why!!
My parents won't let me go because it's in London and plus it's an 18. An 18, that pissed me off when I found that out; despite already guessing it would be. By the 25th, I'll almost be 18 anyway, so it's hardly going to matter if I see it and anyway, I saw Sweeney Todd and the beginning of the year and I was further away from being 18 than I am now. As for the London part, I was in London with just my mate back in February, and I was deemed mature enough then so what is the BFD now??! I haven't got less mature over the last 6 months, just more obsessed.
My parents just don't understand. My mum used it as a bitching platform and told me to look for a job. Huh??! What's a job got to do with it - I want to see a film, not be amongst the great employed, and I do have money so I could pay to get myself up to London for a day. I swear, if I did every single thing she wants me to do this summer, she still wouldn't let me go. As for my dad, he heard it was an 18 and said no and wouldn't listen to my Sweeney argument, telling me that if it was the same film I was talking about the other day (can't remember but it probably was) then once more no, and he shouldn't have made me the cup of tea I was drinking if I was going to complain. Once more, huh?
So, to demonstrate to the parents that I am of the maturity level they think, and to prove I am an adult, I am going to the very mature and adultlike response, and SULK!! Yes, this 17 year old is going to act 7 and sulk, and while I am doing it I will piss them off by having Harry Potter marathons (plus Anna and the King, which my mum doesn't like as much as the King and I) and only listening to Feltbeats, which will eventually annoy them as there's only 11 songs and played repeatedly for the next few weeks, will irritate them, especially my dad. All I can say is, should have let me go.
Strangely, I feel slightly better now I have 'contstructively' vented my anger rather than ranted about it to myself. Hopefully, I'll be able to get some sleep now (it's 23:59), and tomorrow (or by the time this is posted, today) I can reread and get a good laugh out of it.
My parents won't let me go because it's in London and plus it's an 18. An 18, that pissed me off when I found that out; despite already guessing it would be. By the 25th, I'll almost be 18 anyway, so it's hardly going to matter if I see it and anyway, I saw Sweeney Todd and the beginning of the year and I was further away from being 18 than I am now. As for the London part, I was in London with just my mate back in February, and I was deemed mature enough then so what is the BFD now??! I haven't got less mature over the last 6 months, just more obsessed.
My parents just don't understand. My mum used it as a bitching platform and told me to look for a job. Huh??! What's a job got to do with it - I want to see a film, not be amongst the great employed, and I do have money so I could pay to get myself up to London for a day. I swear, if I did every single thing she wants me to do this summer, she still wouldn't let me go. As for my dad, he heard it was an 18 and said no and wouldn't listen to my Sweeney argument, telling me that if it was the same film I was talking about the other day (can't remember but it probably was) then once more no, and he shouldn't have made me the cup of tea I was drinking if I was going to complain. Once more, huh?
So, to demonstrate to the parents that I am of the maturity level they think, and to prove I am an adult, I am going to the very mature and adultlike response, and SULK!! Yes, this 17 year old is going to act 7 and sulk, and while I am doing it I will piss them off by having Harry Potter marathons (plus Anna and the King, which my mum doesn't like as much as the King and I) and only listening to Feltbeats, which will eventually annoy them as there's only 11 songs and played repeatedly for the next few weeks, will irritate them, especially my dad. All I can say is, should have let me go.
Strangely, I feel slightly better now I have 'contstructively' vented my anger rather than ranted about it to myself. Hopefully, I'll be able to get some sleep now (it's 23:59), and tomorrow (or by the time this is posted, today) I can reread and get a good laugh out of it.
Anyway, take care people!
Luv Jonesy
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