Weekdays in the big R

So this week has been overall arite, i got rockband, and guitar hero. I am really close to getting my camera. I think ill get the nikon p80, seeing as how it fits my price range well. I went to enroll into the "program", and get my parole officer assignes, i need to go back on mondayto meet with her, i really hope shes a nice person. THis week i did a lot of skating. I managed to do several fae and as plants onto the pavement, since i havent skated in a while my body is not usted to the stresses im putting it thrugh, thus it akes like a bitch. I fell into several ditches and managsd to get a few articles of nice clothing verry muddy; cashirme sweeter, doubble breasted pea coat, my favorite pair of jeans. After these events occured, i was in much pain, so i went to the skate shop and decided since I left my regular skate shoes at home that I would buy a new pair on the cheap. So i did 35 bucks, sweet deal. I met with richmond officials who were really nice, we filled out some forms and set ground rules of parole; no drugs, no illegal activites, avoid the law... ext.
It was quite a relief, i thought it would be painfull and ardous. After these events unfolded i came home and got prepared to beat rock band, this is still a work in progress. Fast frwd, its thursday and i found out im getting a 71 in math, im not too pleased but its too late to do anything, even if i opt to take the optional final il still have just a c. maybe i should have turned in more than 43% of the hw, my own fault. But its still passing which is what im looking for bear minimum. I tried returning the extra coppy of gutar hero, but wallmart said they needed my lisence, which is suspended, so i dont have it, theys a bitch. I spoke to my mom about the speeding ticket, and we talked for like 2 hrs. This is what becca convinced me to do lastnight, i really am unsure where id be without that kid. She also said i should tell them about the drinking charge, but i just cant bring my slef to do it. It would be too dissapointing to them. Ill just take care of it and in 6 mo it will be all over. I am worried because i lost the speeding ticket, with the date and the time on it, and which court house. I got really really emotional when my parents started telling me things like they love and care about me because these are things i never think about. Espicially from my dad, many times its like hes the enemy; the fun natzi. I see where there comming from. I really cant do it, i feel bad and remource full but i just cant bring myself to tell my parents i drank and got cought and now i have a ristricted license and all of this shit. I was tossing arround the idea of joining the peace core, i have no clue, but it would give me time to sort these things out.