So, first you ask me if I want to attend SAT prep classes. Sure, I say yes, thinking it'll be scheduled leisurely. After all, it's in the summer. How bad can it be?

What the hell. You person, you there across the desk. You hate kids. How the hell does that work? You talk about how kids are stupid and they make stupid decisions. Well no shit, they're kids. What do you expect? You're the exact stereotype of a parent who will push their child to no bounds. That sounds great, right? A kid that does superb in school. Dude, do you ever think of kids' feelings? Sorry, getting a little off topic here. Anyway, first, your lunch menu is fucking shit. What the fuck. I'm not that fit, but I have the right to call myself an athlete. Your lunch menu is what will fucking give me a heart attack. Pizza, mcdonalds, subway, chinese? Sounds great, right? But what the hell are you feeding these kids? You think that's nutrition? What about all that brain food that will help them? You decide to give them fast food. So, it's five dollars a day. I ask that I get exempted from the Mcdonalds day. You say yes, and when I'm about to suggest something else, you seriously yell at me. Do you blame me for wanting a bit of NUTRITION in my diet? You have a fucking crap menu, which by the way, I can't pick and I have to pay 5 bucks either way.

Another thing, what the fuck parents? You talk to the guy like you actually KNOW me. What the fuck do you know about me? Did you ever seriously RAISE me? No, you didn't. My sister did. You weren't there for shit. Now you decide to "be there" and "help me" by putting me through fucking shit. I know, I asked for the classes. Why the fuck would you hand me over that that crazy nutjob over there? Don't you see he hates kids? SERIOUSLY. You talk like you've been there ALL my life, you know EVERYTHING about me. Hello, you even gossip about me, RIGHT in front of me. You don't think I understand you? I've just been keeping quiet you dumb shits. And that fucking bastard over there is saying there's a vocab quiz everyday of 50 words. What the hell. What kind of summer do these kids have? I seriously just wanna say fuck it and leave this hellhole. He's saying picking the best college is most important. I agree with you there, pal. But putting kids through hell just for college is fucking bullcrap. The LFD2 friend I have is an engineer who went to community college and now earns like 80k a year. How about that?

How dare you. You fucking put sports way under education. I know, education is above sports. But what the hell. You act like sports are fucking useless. I tell you about my cheer leading schedule over the year, and you fucking put it down like it's crap. That seriously pissed me off. What the hell? Cheer leading is way more fucking fun than sitting here listening to your bullshit. I can't believe this. School year classes are on Saturdays. I may have games and practices on Saturdays. So, you apparently know better and you say, "Well, it's your choice. Do you want a good education or not?" How the fuck am I supposed to answer that? Don't you see my parents are right there? If anything, cheer leading is what keeps my sanity fucking together. I have to take bull shit from everyone and it's the only thing that fucking takes my stress out.

Classes are monday to thursday. What the fucking bullshit? Besides gymnastics on mondays, I have to fucking stay in that hellhole 9-3 PM. Oh my god. There goes my summer. There goes any free time I ever thought I had. What...the...hell...

And you, damn parents. Stop telling me to do well in school. I fucking know I have to do well. It's so fucking annoying that you tell me this shit when you don't know how hard it is to actually do well. It's not as easy as it fucking looks. "Go study." What the fuck? How do you study? Ask any smart person in the world and you will get a different answer. Studying is such a broad topic, I'm not even touching upon it that much right now. Stop fucking telling me I have to go to a good college. I fucking know that too. You fucking expect me to go to Harvard or some shit. College isn't EVERYTHING. As long as you get an education you're fine. So what the hell? You, idiot across the desk. Why did you have to tell them about those IVY leagues? Now they expect me to get like 95s and above. What the fucking shit. Stonybrook isn't even a bad college. It's very good, actually. But you say it's not a good college. What? Huh?

Speechless.

Because apparently I have nothing better to do than study. Yup, 50 words each night to fucking study. You have got to be shitting me. Dude, I even get HOMEWORK. Isn't that sweet? FUCKING HOMEWORK IN THE SUMMER.

I know I asked for the opportunity, but for fuck's sake, why did my parents have to find this fucking asian who is obsessive about grades?

Fuck my life.

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