Welcome back to another exciting episode of Ana and Patrick making me feel like a useless little shit!
I did a major oopsie.
Instead of being intelligent, and avoiding another verbal beating by lying and saying that the next ACT was in September, I told them that the ACT was the day I would be three hours after our plane landed at CVG (coming back from California--Yes, the rumours of going on a summer holiday have been confirmed.)
Ana was pissed and yelled at me for "not caring about my academics". Patrick told me to "get my head in the game" because the ACT is what gets me in the university door.
I will be taking the July ACT. I had even told them that the plan would be for me to prep all summer and take the July ACT and that I didn't want to go to California with them.
Patrick forced all of us because his parents want to see their "grandkids".
They ain't our grandparents. You divorced Ana. You're NOT FAMILY and NEITHER ARE THOSE SHITTY ASS BITCHES!
Are they going to leave me at home? NO.
They baby me WAY too much. Either that or they just really enjoy torturing me.
It's definitely both.
Ana went on to say how all of her co-workers brag about their children's close to perfect or perfect ACT scores, while she's embarrassed to talk about me because she has nothing to brag about.
I'm not designer clothing or money, so don't use me as a flexing toy.
Then there's the classic "how would your (insert extended family member) feel about you?"
To be honest, I could care less about what they think about me. It's my life and I'm the only one who decides how to live it.
Here's a first: "Look at all of your cousins. They're doctors, and lawyers, and they're super professional. Then there's you. I can't ever praise you in front of them because you're not professional."
That's great, but keep in mind they're in their 20s, and I'm still a teen. I have an autistic brain. They don't. DEAL. WITH. IT.
I don't blame them for giving me this verbal punishment.
I deserve it.
I received a 22 on the ACT.
That score won't even get me into community university, let alone Oxford.
It's so hard to love yourself when your family members don't.
I kind of wish my household had more faith in me.
I'm not a lost cause.
I'm going to make a film history...
JUST.
YOU.
WAIT.
