Post by ¡Viva la Gabe! on Jun 22, 2009 17:36:21 GMT -5
So I got a D in Biology this year. Big fucking deal, I don't even want to go to college. And even if I do go to college, I plan on going to my local community college first, because once you complete all your credits there, any in-state university has to accept you. But I know my father will not approve, and my mother has already promised to take away the few things that are truly important to me this summer if she sees a D on my report card.
But she doesn't even have to see it. I have a plan. It's an evil plan and I'll feel guilty for it for the rest of my life, no doubt. But if I want to be happy, and if I want to do something I've been dying to do since I was nine years old, then I have to do it. It's pretty much me putting my happiness and my desires before anyone else's. Which is selfish, but sometimes, it needs to be done.
I'm basically gonna be in a race against my father. Whoever gets to the mailbox and back first wins. If I can get my report card before he grabs and opens it, then I can rip it up and burn the pieces. From there, I'll just say it got lost in the mail. Tell them I got at least C's in all my classes. My parents are too lazy, too dumb to check the school's grading website. It's a win/win situation, almost. They think I passed all my classes (which, since a D is a passing grade, I technically did), and I get to go to Warped Tour. I get to see This is Ivy League. And above all, I get to see Green Day for the first time since I fell in love.
However, if my dad manages to get the grades before I do, I'll be grounded. Probably for the whole summer. So just be warned. If I disappear within the next few weeks and remain absent for the next few months, I have not abandoned this site and I have not left anyone in the dark. It merely means that my dad has taken away all privileges - including internet, cell phone, television, concerts. And if he truly plans on making me despise him for the rest of my life under his roof, he'll take away my iPod. But he won't. He better not.
So I may or may not be gone all summer. We'll see. Or we won't. In the case that I lose my computer for the summer, Becky will take over all admin duties. She can handle it.
But she doesn't even have to see it. I have a plan. It's an evil plan and I'll feel guilty for it for the rest of my life, no doubt. But if I want to be happy, and if I want to do something I've been dying to do since I was nine years old, then I have to do it. It's pretty much me putting my happiness and my desires before anyone else's. Which is selfish, but sometimes, it needs to be done.
I'm basically gonna be in a race against my father. Whoever gets to the mailbox and back first wins. If I can get my report card before he grabs and opens it, then I can rip it up and burn the pieces. From there, I'll just say it got lost in the mail. Tell them I got at least C's in all my classes. My parents are too lazy, too dumb to check the school's grading website. It's a win/win situation, almost. They think I passed all my classes (which, since a D is a passing grade, I technically did), and I get to go to Warped Tour. I get to see This is Ivy League. And above all, I get to see Green Day for the first time since I fell in love.
However, if my dad manages to get the grades before I do, I'll be grounded. Probably for the whole summer. So just be warned. If I disappear within the next few weeks and remain absent for the next few months, I have not abandoned this site and I have not left anyone in the dark. It merely means that my dad has taken away all privileges - including internet, cell phone, television, concerts. And if he truly plans on making me despise him for the rest of my life under his roof, he'll take away my iPod. But he won't. He better not.
So I may or may not be gone all summer. We'll see. Or we won't. In the case that I lose my computer for the summer, Becky will take over all admin duties. She can handle it.
