Are you restless like me?

Shit. My brother came back. And I have to clear off the other bed again. A day after I put everything back, all neat and stuff. Yes, I use the bed as storage because it's in the way. And my dad hasn't had the opportunity to go to the dumps yet. Maybe I can make him this weekend. I could take the mattresses out and put them on his car or something.

We just got back from seeing War of the Worlds. Tom Cruise may be completely insane, but he's still a good actor. The movie was good. Aliens are stupid. And I actually wasn't the only other teenager there with their parents (I was with my dad and brother). There was some yucky emo kid who clearly hadn't showered in days there with who I can only assume were his mom and dad. Still not a particularly cool way to spend a Friday night, and that kid definitely wasn't cool, but I wasn't alone at least.

Ew. My scalp got sunburned at Warped Tour, right along the part, and now it's flaking. I hate that. And next year I'm wearing a t-shirt, no matter how hot it is. No more burns for me. I think I got some new freckles, which scares me. Because I don't have a large amount of freckles, just random ones I assumed were from the sun when I was little. And some of them have "irregular borders" and then there's the really weird ones. I have one on the back of my leg and one behind my ear which are clearly not from sun exposure, and they're bigger than normal. We've asked various doctors and my dermatologist about them over the years and they all said they were nothing. But then again, a doctor said my sore throat was nothing and a week later I had full-blown tonsillitis. I think, though, that since they've been there for as long as I can remember I should be fine. But new ones aren't covered under that reassurance.

Today was a good day, those have been few and far between lately. I think too damn much and it makes me sad. But I'm going to change that. (Not the thinking thing, the sadness part.) Starting tomorrow, as it's late, I will be social. I will jump at any opportunity to go out and hang out with people. At least, any possible ones. Maybe, in time, I will create my own opportunities to hang out. That's not something I normally do. I'm a wallflower, to put it simply. I have to be asked, I don't push my way into other people's plans. I can't impose, it's like physically impossible to ask "Can I come too?" Yeah, there's something wrong with me, most likely inherited introverted tendencies and maybe even a slight case of depression, also inherited.

I think I just need one nice thing a day, to do at least one thing that's fun or productive. That can counteract a bad day. I just realized this, I thought about it and up until the movie thing today wasn't so great. But going out, even with my dad and brother, has covered up the other things. Other things being not being able to get my permit today (see below), seeing my sister go out with friends again when I've been out twice, hearing about how great my brother's trip was, being all peely, etc. So here's to one nice thing a day. (My last plan didn't work by the way, recording stuff and all, I just stopped doing it, oops.)

Oh, and I didn't get my permit today because right before we left I looked over the application form and saw that I needed both parents' signatures, and my dad was at work. Shit.