Okay … wtf? I was just playing DDR … for like an hour max … it probably wasn’t even that long. Then Dad’s like, okay Claire, enough of the game. Uh … excuse me? Ross plays SimCity like all the time, and I just started playing this, yet you’re like, telling me to stop, when it’s just a game. It’s spring break for crying out loud — shouldn’t I be able to play what I want? Then he goes off about how if people at school see me playing it all the time, they’re gonna think I’m “goofing off” instead of doing work. Yeah, right. I don’t play computer games to put off my homework. He can’t just assume that. I’m getting As and Bs … and one D, but that’s ’cause no one told me about that … I was thinking it was a B or C … but no. Anyway … that’s definitely gonna change. And I’m pissed now. What is so bad about DDR? It’s just hitting the arrow keys to the beat of techno music. And yeah, I admit, it’s addicting, but why should he care? It’s freakin’ spring break … *sigh* I don’t get it. Can’t he trust me? Geez … he doesn’t bug me about site stuff … this is the only time he’s been annoying about stuff I do computer-wise. Grr! Sorry … as you can probably tell, I’m pretty pissed right now. And geez … Brad plays more DDR than I do, and his parents don’t care. What’s up with that? Oh well. But please, someone needs to tell me what is so bad about DDR. I really don’t see it.