Index Cards.

Okay, so this won't really be about index cards. XD

But I love index cards, actually. I adore writing random useless notes on them and crossing things out. XD It's so fun to feel accomplished!

But anyway.

So my dad called the other day, and started asking me why I haven't called mom and apologized yet. I can't believe I was so idiotic as to actually take that call. T_T Of course I couldn't tell him I was mad at her, otherwise they might impose a worse curfew on me, but eh. I will not surrender. I'm too stressed as it is from all this stupid shit they're throwing at me; I am NOT going to apologize first.

Anyone who knows me well knows that I never apologize for the important shit. Or if I do apologize, and you think I actually mean it, then good for you. Gullible little fuckwad.

Honestly. You can't expect a kid to be BORN responsible. You also can't expect someone who was responsible back then to always STAY that way.

But enough of that.

My Premium Membership is about to expire! D: Ohnoes. This isn't fair. D: Ah well. It was fun while it lasted. XD At least I got to abuse the Journal Skins feature! Haha. XD

I still haven't finished the stupid concept papers I have to finish this weekend. Mine and his. D: Almost done with his, though, and I just need to put some finishing touches on mine. Yay. XD

I miss you. T_T Call me. Please. I'm dying from boredom here. :(

Waha. There is nothing to drink, and my mouth is so damn dry. GAAH. I may create a random list later on. :D

~ tRS