I should probably write something. And it should probably be entertaining or something.
I got nothing.
Well, I got grounded. But that's pretty much it.
No, I didn't get caught smoking pot again (hahaha).
No, I wasn't caught with a guy (although I totally told my YW group that and they were scandalized...haha).
No, I didn't get arrested or ticketed.
I can't think of any other reasons a person would be grounded, besides the actual reason.
Last Friday I spent nine hours at Kayla's house and I didn't call my parents to check in and Kayla had turned off her cell phone, so they couldn't get a hold of me. So they were less than thrilled when I got home at midnight. (Not to mention this was a repeated offense; I got in that late pretty much every weekend in October.)
And plus I started this new medication that can have a side-effect of suicidal tendencies, so when they couldn't reach me, they thought I'd offed myself.
So, yeah, I'm grounded, but I'm glad my parents care enough to ground me.