No More DCON

Tonight I realized that DCON payments were due tomorrow, so I went to remind my parents.

Oh, the irony.

My dad apparently forgot what DCON was, so I told him what it was, when it is...then he stopped me there. Once I mentioned that I would have to miss a school day, he had that skeptical look on his face. I immediately knew what he was about to say: I should really stay here and go to school.

Now don't get me wrong--school IS more important. In fact, it was the one thing that kept me from deciding whether or not I should go. But now that my dad mentioned it, he makes me feel like I wanted to pay $360 to waste my time and be unproductive in SoCal.

I wanted to say something against that...but I knew if that I tried arguing, I would not only lose, but I would also get yelled at.

This is what I hate about arguing...even if it's for a good cause, it almost never gets anywhere. Especially not with parents--they don't care what the case is; you argue once, you die.