Memorial Day BBQ (Taken with instagram)
It better not rain today. (Taken with instagram)
@vivian0o go!
(Source: 30rockasaurus)
(Source: dozeynut, via fcbarcelona)
Lol at my over dramatic self (see bottom)
Things have changed. I’m not going to the school of my dreams but Macaulay Honors is not something to complain about. Finally got my prom dress. It’s not super stunning but it’ll do. Got my iPhone! So happy cause of that since my previous phone was a piece of shit. Failed my AP calc test but that was no surprise.
I can officially call myself a second term senior now, kinda sorta cause I still have finals. Only a couple more days.
My mom does not understand the concept of letting a person sleep. (Taken with instagram)
i’ve cried to the point that with every sob i can feel my heart hurt
you know i’d actually be ok with everything if my parents even showed an ounce of sorriness or any emotion other than guilt towards me. and i still can’t fucking believe that they’re blaming me for not being able to pay for college. even if my parents had fucking tried to help me with this whole process, rather than just sit back and watch and bitch at me and complain. every single open house my school had about financial aid or the college process, i’d always get the same answer, “you go tell me what happens, we don’t want to pay the metro fare.” and even when it was visiting colleges, it was “we’ll visit after you get in to them.” i got into some of my schools and they didn’t move. even to the ones in fucking new york city where all we had to do was jump on a train— something that i do every fucking day of my life. and when they do sporadically go to one of these events, it always feels like i’m forcing them to come, out of their own free will. great fucking parents they are.
and then yesterday, my dad told me that i’m inconsiderate and ungrateful because i’m always wanting more things and that i have to think about my brother and sister. when have they ever thought of me. when i’m writing essays and doing research, my brother is always screaming at me to stop lagging the internet because it’s fucking up his game. and i’ve always been the one to help them with their homework. i’ve lost sleep because of them. i can’t. i love my brother and sister and my parents as well, but for once i’d just like 4 years for myself.
there’s a lot more i’d like to say but i can’t fucking type anymore.
