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Not as if I screwed up before, but...oh well. I really DID screw up this time.
Yesterday afternoon, after school got out (no more school for Miss Erika) I decided to tell my mom ahead of time that I had failed the Washington Studies unit and would be taking it over in 10th grade. She blew a gasket (but she can do that. SHe's a mother AND a teacher.) I got mad at her, she got mad at me, and I decided to just go out with Danny. I also decided that I wouldn't be returning home that night because I was too mad, even if it meant my having to stay on the streets all night.
Of course, big mistake.
The person who's house I was at last night got a phonecall from my parents about...I want to say 9-ish. They were apparently more worried about me than I thought (I got 1 call form them that I knew of before I had to turn my phone off because of dying batteries.) and so we had to give them the address to pick me and Danny up. And you'll hear little more of that night.
On the one hand, I very much regret it. I was supposed to call, but I never did, and lied when the parent asked if I called. I apparently hurt a lot of people. it's that whole brain development thing, not realizing the consequences of my actions during puberty. And I made my mom cry. I feel REALLY bad for making my mom cry. She thought I was dead. And now I feel guilty.
But on the other hand-and as selfish as this may sound-I don't regret it. Stuff happened last night that I would've kicked myself for if I hadn't gone and then been told what would've happened. It was a fun night. Beats staying at home. But still, I do regret it more than not regret it.
Two more things; one, THIS IS IN NO WAY, SHAPE, OR FORM DANNY'S FAULT. I know one person who's going to blame Danny right away when they hear what happenend, and I want everyone to see this; I was the one who didn't call home and tell them where I was. I just told Danny "I'm not going home tonight" when he asked. He had no clue why I wasn't going home, and I doubt he knew that my parents didn't know I wouldn't be coming home that night either. I'm guessing had he known that my parents were unaware of where I was, he would've put a gun to my head and made me call them. (Note to Danny: If you got in any trouble this morning by your grandparents, I am so, so sorry. All my fault. All my fault. I love you. heart )
Which leads me into my second thing. I know that a few people on my friends list were called when my parents were looking for me, so to them, and to anyone who was extremly worried; I am sorry. It was a stupid thing to do. I very much regret doing it (as stated above) and I promise that if I EVER worry anyone like that again, I will help you in your plot to kill me.
But seriously. A small part of me doesn't regret doing that. I mean, would YOU regret the night of your first kiss? wink
O YEA. TO anyone wondering, I haven't been punished yet. But I can tell you right now, I doubt anybody's going to see me for a LONG time. >_>;;;
Ok, yeah, it's official. I'm grounded until July 19th. That's the day I get back from Costa RIca. I EXPECT THERE TO BE A BIG a** PARTY FOR ME WHEN I GET HOME. >:0
rubixx tuesday · Sat Jun 17, 2006 @ 06:39pm · 6 Comments |
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