I forgot that my birthday is around the same weekend of the 2nd and so I can't do movie night that night because I might ( and I say might because it was an idea of my father) be going to see a NFL football game that weekend in San Diego. It is supposed to be a birthday gift from my dad, so in reality, I have to accept that it probably won't happen. But there is always a chance. So I guess I will not have movie night scheduled after all.
It sucks having grown up with such crappy parents who were so loving at the same time. They have the biggest hearts, and mean well most of the time. Just a product of their experience I guess. I love them, but they are such jerks some times. Aren't we all?