My friends and I are going to the mall later and we're going to show off Dance Revolution ( click here and this one to learn more about this game), so obviously, we're going to sweat a lot. I'm a little pissed cause my dad nearly didn't allow me to go. See, I can only go to the mall once a month with friends for some weird reason, and my dad's complaining I haven't been home lately. Well he just thinks that cause he always comes home from work late; I am always home. How else could have I been updating this journal everyday?

It's so unfair! My dad is treating me like I'm a four-year old! Hello? I'm really pissed at this once-a-month-mall-trip rule. It's going to be Kristel's birthday in three weeks, and I'm supposed to go to the mall with her and my school friends. It's Alex's birthday on the 26th and how the hell am I supposed to go if I can only go out once a month?! IT'S NOT FAIR! And it's not like I'm out every night, I only chill with my friends during the WEEKENDS, and for only three hours at that. Hello? And then he complains that I'm always out?

Okay, I would probably tolerate that rule more if he was home all the time when he was my age. But was he? Nooooo. In fact, my grandparents report that he was out every night. With friends. And he was already smoking and drinking when he was my age. Not to mention that he went out with truckloads of girls. I can't even have a boyfriend. I don't have a boyfriend. I hate the smell of beer. And I sneeze at cigarette smoke. So what's up with him? Why can't he bend the rules just an eentsy bit? It's my mom who had a more restricted teen life that allows me more freedom. Weird!

So anyway, I called him at his law office and asked him nicely if I could go out. After giving me the Spanish Inquisition (who's dropping me, who's taking me home, who am I going with, etc.), he finally said "yeah". Thank God.

Enough about the downs of my social life. Angela and I were talking about our possibility of converting to another religion when we become much older (time to cast me off to hell, Marty). I was surprised to know that she believed in stuff like karma and reincarnation. And she was equally surprised to know that I knew a lot of stuff about it. And I dunno, believing both in Catholicism and Hinduism (?) New Age (?) (I think that's what it's called or where it originated. ) is a tad confusing. For example, Catholics believe that you go to either heaven or hell. But the Hinduism belief is like, if you make mistakes in this life, you will be reincarnated and reincarnated till you atone for your mistake or whatever. So you don't go to heaven or hell; you just sorta like live forever. Hell is a scary thought, you have to become a saint in order to go to heaven and if you're getting confused, congratulations! You've got a pretty good idea of what I am feeling right now about religion.

I will probably go to hell for saying this but being a Catholic is so....so....hard. You have tons of prayers to say like the rosary and the novena to Our Lady of Mt. Yadda yadda (I'm so sorry, I forgot what it was). And then every Sunday, you wear your best clothes, go to mass and listen to the priest say that you are a sinner (yeah, tell me something I don't know). Speaking of priests, the priest who held the First Friday mass at my school today is really, really cool. He studied in Europe and Jewel's ex-boyfriend is a close friend of his. He's met Jewel and he talked about her songs, but in a way that it was connected to the Holy Gospel and not to showbiz gossip.

Back to our topic, which is about religion. Angela said that she thinks that some parts of the Bible isn't true, and when I thought about it I had to agree with her. See, God did not write the Bible, He just told His prophets to write it for Him. And there could be a possibility that these prophets misinterpreted or even exaggerated what God told them to write. Take reality as an example. Has anyone ever spread a nasty rumor about you? It's something like that.

Well, it's been fun but I gotta go take a shower. It would be wise to stop here before Martin adds anything else to the long lecture he will most probably give me tonight.