ahhhh saved my ass, threw out a maelstorm of lies i planned out, ya lauras mom(owner of the van)was f--king PIST screaming over the phone at luara. im good though me and my friend formed an allibi that got me off the hook, van is still here as we speak, the f--king tire shaft that turns the tire is snapped so my friends bro is gonna pick it up and drive it there later but damn man everyone was all shaking and s--t. tense night, i didnt get any sleep either wich so f--ked me over for school. at school we just kept talking bout how f--ked up that was. and ya luara is grounded for i think like a year.
im just happy im still alive [/b][/quote] :/ but but but I wanted you to call me after you had died :unsure:
Yikes drinking? That's a big no-no. I make sure I never get caught (for smoking, I don't drink) by passing out during the car ride home. Anyways, dude, I feel for ya. I f'ed up bad one time. I go outside to a friends at like 10 A.M., come back to check in at 1 P.M. Misinterpret my parents saying something about not leaving, or being here in an hour. Come back at 10 P.M. Parents went out to get car, so i'm locked out. Go over to a friends, call home later. Parents yell at me. Get home. Parents yell at me more. Mom kicks me out of house at midnight in a fit of rage. Contemplate suicide for a loooong time. Dad says to come home. Never forgive mom ever again. Needless to say, for my safety and others, I never came in too late ever again.
