Leave it to my dad to make me feel better when I'm feeling down.
So I'm driving back to my apartment because I have a presentation to work on for tomorrow (which by the way sucks my ass) and I'm feeling pretty melancholy because I'm being all contemplative. Then the phone rings and it's either my brother or parents because they're set to specific ringers. I pick up the phone and it's daddy. He wants to know where I am. I said, "I'm driving home." He says, "So you're in Gainesville? Okay, I saw a car driving and I thought it was you. Nevermind."
I have so much work to do before classes end. At least I got the government paper done, thanks
Brian! ^_^ Now, I should go work on my stupid presentation.