a weekend ?
i was just idling, talking with my friends at lunch when they said they wanted to go snowboarding that weekend. we decided what the hell, after school we'd pack up and head out, so we did. i called my mom from lunch at work on my cell and told her i was gonna be gone the weekend. went home at 1pm (being a senior with 5 classes rocked), packed up, and headed out for the 4 hr drive up to tahoe.
best damn weekend _ever_ 😉
after that there wasn't really anything i could have done to top that, so i'd always come home at random times in the dead of the night. the funny thing is they used to be the strict-ass asian parents you'd normally expect (when i was in grade school they wouldn't allow me to spend the night at my NEIGHBOR's house in the apartment complex, their door was literally 4 steps away from my own). after you keep pushing the envelope long enough you've got all the freedom in the world 🙂