So I spent the night at a girls house. I wasnt supposed to be there. We stay up late, ya know. I pass out abou 518 wake up around 5ish this evening and find out cop are lookin for me and I've got a missing persons report filed on me. My phone was dead and my mom had called where i was suposed to be to remind me not to be late to leave to chattanooga (too alte for that) and found out I wasnt there and flipped out. Its all kind of comical to me, people are fippin out and shit and I'm jsut asleep
last year i went camping with a friend in the west virginia mountains. the day we came back his parents decided that we should have called (even though we both had cell phones which don't work in the mountains) so they had all the police in the area scouring the mountains for us, all while we were driving up the interstate with no idea this was happening. my parents don't worry so much: when i got kicked out of my apartment my mom tried for 3 days to get ahold of me, only to learn i didn't live where i was supposed to anymore, and all she did was send a concerned email
haha right?! It seems like whenever I actually am doing something somewaht dangerous it doesnt matter
man that's fucked. and i thought that my parents kept me on a short leash when i was a teenager. grass is always greener... except in your case, maybe.
ha nah is not like that, I can pretty much do wahtever the hell I want. I mean I didnt get grounded over it or anything me madre was just worried abot not hearing from me in like 20 hours or somethin