This Sunday is Super bowl. For Super bowl this year, since I have a boyfriend, I might be going up to Illinois with Virgil and his dad. Virgil's brother lives in Illinois, but I have no idea if my parents are even going to let me go. I've never been out of state with anyone but my parents before, so they're still debating on whether they should let me go or not. I think they should. I'm not really a football fan, but that's only because I don't really understand it. I mean guys run around on a field, taking the ball with them. I just don't understand the point of football. It seems like a really pointless sport to me, but I always get a lot of food that day, so I'm not complaining. The only reason I'd even be going up there is to meet Virgil's brother, Michael, because he wants to meet me.
