Less than six weeks to go

Freshman year, as I know it, is almost over. As of now, there are, approximately, six weeks left-give or take a few days.
Anything new going on in my life? Nothing much different than before.
Still dealing with boys, understanding student population...
I got ISS (in school suspension) for wearing ripped jeans yesterday.
Yeah. The jeans didn't show skin, for underneath the "ripped" fabric were the jean fabric.
Still got in trouble regardless. I didn't stay there for long, though. I called my mom, she brought a pair of 'school acceptable' jeans and I left at 9:00, with forty minutes left of Biology.
Oh, I also, kinda, got in trouble for kissing a boy. Mother went through my phone and, as expected, read my messages.
She told my dad, he called me yesterday and had the same attitude I wish my mom had. My dad's really chill. He's the type of parent that's all "I'll let you deal with your own problems and give you space. Just as long as you know what you're getting into and don't agree to anything you don't want to do" etc etc. I like love the fact that my dad isn't trying to prevent stuff like that from happening. He even told me that he wasn't going to yell at me and will leave that to my mom for the fact that it's gonna happen sometime. And then my mother is halfway around the globe with preventing me from doing it until after I graduate high school. Yes, after. As in after my 18th birthday, which will be the start of the second semester of my Senior year. As in after May 24th or whatever the last day will be and I receive my high school diploma. As in after my high school life is over and I cannot go back in time to do what I wanted.
My mother is more 'preventing' it from ever happening until I'm a legal adult. Which, in my mind, is absolutely stupid.
And you're probably wondering why I'm not telling her this. Well, you have to know my mom, for one. She doesn't care about your privacy and will snoop through your cellphone and/or laptop without telling you. And after she does that, she either leaves and comes back, bringing up your messages or something or will just straight out yell at you once she finds out!
Hence why I don't tell her anything. Hence why I'm constantly annoyed and mad at her.
What she thinks she's doing is helping me, when she's being the total opposite.
Which is why I favor my dad's way of parenting. He won't yell at you, he won't tell you to stop or try to prevent it from happening. He'll let you do whatever, as long as you don't get into trouble or involved in something you don't know.
Yeah...
Well, rant of the year is over and done with, so let me just say that I'm having a pretty nice time. And I can't wait until school is officially over. Why? That means I'm going to New York to visit my baby brother and sister, both of whom are walking and-attempting-to speak.
So, that's all.
Oh, and I made an Instagram.
At least, I made another one.
For my iPod got stolen in class (stupid substitute) and I forgot the information for the first one.
So, my new one is ThisNameisMine (because it is) and so yeah. Follow, I guess. I don't truly care anymore since FaceBook bought it and now EVERYONE is using it, no offence. It's just, can there be something that FaceBook doesn't have access to? I'm sick of all these websites having Connect with Facebook links and stuff. The entire World Wide Web does not revolve around it. That's all I'm saying.
Anyways, this is the end and...yeah.
Have fun, stay safe, make mistakes and learn from them :)