I Feel Like Stomping Grapes

So I made Orange Julius as part of lunch today. My mom wanted to use straws so she said, "do you want me to go downstairs and get some straws?" Ahh! Do you want me?! When did that happen? It used to bug me all the time when my parents would say,"do you want to go out and help me pour cement?" or ,"do you want to fold socks?" I always wanted to say, "No!... I really don't," and walk away. Instead it turned into,"No, but I guess I will," unless it's my dad asking then it's,"okay, sure," no matter what. But now my parents have switched tactics and they have to use an extra amount of guilt, forcing me to have to jump in. I hate being the youngest. My parents are getting old. They act like old people... and they are old people! I can't imagine being responsible for them when they can't do things for themselves. I guess that's my next big thing to work up to. If I ever have kids, my side of the family will seem ancient compared to the other side. Do you know anyone else my age with parents in their 60's? I've only met like 2 people. Oh well it's depressing but such is life. And David Archuletta lost. He has a good attitude about it though, and it really doesn't matter cuz he's freaking amazing. They had an interview of him in the newspaper today and my mom was pretty excited about it. This is such an exciting blog huh? Well my life's pretty unexciting, unless you like working outside and job searching. Here maybe I'll put up something exciting to make this blog more interesting. Okay so it's not that exciting but for some reason it's making me laugh today. I'm posting two. I guess I must be bitter about something. I don't know. Oh well this is a strange post. I promise I'm not turning into some violent person who laughs when people get hurt. Today is just a weird day.