I will no longer have a damned curfew!


I hate curfews. My dad called me at 1:30 last night cause I was out after curfew.


(Like he can admonish me... Hypocrite.)

Anyway, I was about to go hot tubbing and then I had to make this guy that I just met take me back to Market Street to get my car. When I got home my parents weren't even awake...



A month and a half and I'll be 17 and I'll be able to stay out as late as I want!

Of course, if I get pulled over for sitting in someone's lap in the front seat, the fact that I don't have a curfew won't get me off scott free.





Eh, I suppose I'm being vague. I hung out with some people from work last night. It was nice to be included, especially since I just started working and they don't really know me. Those kids are pretty bad kids. Heh. But whatever. Maybe next time we'll figure out something fun to do before midnight, since my parents are losers.





Josh gives good hugs but he's off limits. He's Avrey's ex and a slut.





I have a lot of homework and work tomorrow but I don't want to do it.


But I'm going to, of course. -sigh-

I didn't realize there were different levels of hugs... what would a "bad" hug be like...?
» randomjunk on 2008-09-13 07:32:16

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