So I just got back from Chipotle with Hadas, and my dad let me take his car. I don't understand why he and my mom do this... they try to make it seem as if the punishment isn't as bad as it is by giving me stuff and allowing me more privelages, I really think they still think I'm 5 years old. Oh yeah, and today's Super Bowl Sunday... it's not that I don't want to watch it just to be cool, but I just don't understand why everyone and their brother has to watch it... my parents are talking like football is their lives and neither of them have watched a single game in the past 2 years. I guess it's just all this commercialism that has them fooled. And I talked to the kid I was talking about today. He doesn't even care that he caused us trouble... I knew he wouldn't, he doesn't even think twice. It makes me want to just punch the wall it's so frustrating that he can't even take responsibility for his own actions, it's all just a callous excuse to him. I'm trying to finish my homework, that is, as always, infinite. I'm looking forward to school though, busyness seems to keep me sane. Sleep well all. (P.S, I just finished writing lyrics for "Fat Cat Tango")