was grounded all weekend, started Friday and it got progressively better all weekend towards Sunday. I couldnt do anything Friday but hang out over at Ethans with Shelle for an hour. i was like a ticking bomb being in my house, around my family. All the being grounded resulted from me no getting up for my community service at all last week like the idiot i am. because I only needed to do it for four hours (8-12), but I'm not rational at all in the morning. Friday sucked because I didnt go.
Saturday wasnt so bad, went shopping with Susan. was going to hang out with some other people but that didnt work out and i was kind of pissed but its whatever i gives no fucks.
Sunday; better. hung out with a bunch of people almost all day, came home, ate, went to sleep. me and my mom had planned that even though i wasnt scheduled to do community service today, we'd drive down there and see if they had room for me to do it and if they did, id stay, if they didnt id come back and go back to bed and she'd go to work.
weeeeeeeellll i didnt wake up. i kept telling myself 'im going to wake up today. yeah...' nope. grounded again. until we meet with them. lesson learned; dont tangle with the justice system. it fucking sucks.