I went camping this weekend with my parents and my brother. I hated it. It was the worst weekend of my entire summer. I did a whole bunch of stuff for them just so we could get out of town sooner. I tried to help my dad hook the boat up to the back of the trailer, but he criticized me, as usual. I got so pissed off that I learned a new four-lettered word you should never say to you parents. He told me I couldn't touch my car for one week. Even to go to work. I think they kinda forgot about what they said. I will find out tomorrow morning. If my mom leaves me a note saying I can't go anywhere, then I wont be able to drive to work. If there is no note, I can drive to work. I may have to ride my bike to work tomorrow, but I will probably either get a ride from my friend Chase, or drive my car anyway. They think I lost my keys. I found them when we got home from camping. I have them in my room. I am pissed that I missed the show choir party. I heard it was fun, but that not many people showed up. I am happy. My friend, Geoff has a job interview tomorrow. I will be psyched if he gets the job. Then he can start paying back his tab. I didn't forget about the $6, Geoff. Anyway, I am going to go upstairs and play RollerCoaster Tycoon. I will update regularly.