Yes, I did buy tickets for the midnight showing of “The Hunger Games” on Friday. I bought four for Saturday, too.
Mother, that’s ridiculous. Britney and I are going with Ali and Stef and I said I’d order the tickets online because I’m the only one who has an iPhone.
You need the iPhone because it has the app for buying tickets.
I don’t know why their phones don’t have the app; I don’t invent these things.
Gawd! I don’t have an attitude.
Daddy said he’d drive us.
Yes, I assume that means both ways.
I have no idea. Can’t you bring us?
I swear, you never once mentioned a half-marathon. I would have remembered that.
I totally would have remembered. Why isn’t it on the family calendar?
In red? You wrote it in red? No one can read red pen.
I don’t have an attitude. Gawd!
Well, what time will you be done do you think?
What? I was just asking!
Never mind; maybe Jen’s mom can drive us.
That’s because she’s not coming with us on Friday night; she’s going with other people on Friday night.
I don’t know what other people. Other people, that’s all.
There’s no way that was “a tone.” I don’t even know what “a tone” means.
I don’t know, it just wasn’t, that’s all.
Have you ever even run a half-marathon before?
Really? When have you been doing that?
Isn’t it cold out that early? And dark? Aren’t you afraid to go out in the dark? What if you, like, broke your ankle or something and no one could see you because the sun wasn’t even up?
Mom, I don’t think you should go out running in the middle of the night like that.
No, it’s completely different than going to the midnight showing of “The Hunger Games.” There’ll be a million people there; you go out all by yourself. You need to be careful in this world.
No, really, I mean it, Mommy. Things could happen and that would be tragic.
I’m not crying. I just had a little chill, that’s all, and so my eyes are watering.
I don’t need a hug. Gawd, you’re so weird!