So last night...
I RECEIVED AN INVITE TO INTERVIEW... FROM HARVARD UNIVERSITY!!!!!
I'm super, duper, duper excited for it, yet nervous...
I've never been interviewed a day in my life.
A long road of preparation lies ahead of me.
I am now set on this school. Transferring from this school...Oxford will take me in a heartbeat.
If not...there's always another Ivy League, or another prestigious university...right?
Any other parent would be overjoyed about their child potentially being accepted by such a prestigious and difficult to get into university such as Harvard...right?
Ana and Patrick aren't any other parents...
They criticised my lack of interview skills.
It did hurt...
AT FIRST
HOWEVER...
I'm going to try an experiment, and prove to the world how the shit my parents make me go through whenever I get to experience a rare moment of joy.
I was able to advance without telling Ana or Patrick.
If only I thought about that before I told them about it. The only positive is that she can make Bryan's 10 million pieces of shit to shut their potholes.
Ehh...
The three main things one will contemplate in the Rupp family are one's life, death, and memory. How much time will you have? How will you die? Will you be able to make it according to Ana's standards? Will you have done enough when your time is up?
I've contemplated these things throughout my time with the Rupps, however, I know my calling and it's the reason why I ran away to my current undisclosed location.
Who cares about some stupid olympiad or gifted student program?
I have my camera. The greatest gift of all...creating films
As long s you're happy, that's all that matters. Let Ana and Patrick be cowards and bring you down. You won't go down without a fight...right?
(I cried in front of them too. Tried to hide it, but they caught on and made things worse.)
