Imma rebel kid. Some adventure I'm gonna have this week alone. Mom and Dad don't trust me anymore. Not blaming them though, cause I guess this is my fault. But I just can't stand the part where they'll be screaming at me and all, cause I really don't want to end up fighting and screaming back at them. They won't even want to hear me out when I wanted to explain. I have the rights to, in the first place. It's okay. Guess, this is the only solution. Planning my nights ahead. Not coming back tonight, not tomorrow, not till I feel okay. Thank God for my new bike. Omgdness, really. The only thing that's gonna accompany me this whole entire week. Thankful. I guess there's a reason why Dad suddenly bought me the bike out of the blue, last week. So...dear bike, you ready ? (: