pouty kinda day

Today it seemed like Danse was after me ever since I woke up, either about cleaning my room or going to school, but she didnt make me take a bath or comb my hair at least. We got into a pretty big fight cuz she just decided to make me go to school though and it wasnt a lot of fun at all..

Eventually I said I'd go and kinda try to behave. I know I was mean but I'm just not used to having so much pushed at me so quick, for a long time I kinda made my own decisions no matter how silly they were and stuff like this takes some getting used to, having structure and rules again, but it's nioce in a way.

This reality has much too much structure and rules though, it's not just Danse. These people require a permit to even carry a weapon! The nerve of them! Anyhow, after I apologized and got over my little tantrum we went to the mall and rode a carousel and got our pictures taken with Santa, so I guess it wasnt that bad of a day.