My dad basically just told me that he can’t pay for college because he’s not “Donald Trump”. He told me that I have to attend public state universities. Yes, of course. After suffering in my high school for nearly four years just to find out that I’m going to attend an ordinary college. What a discouraging statement to hear right before my SAT II, Regents, and finals.

So I’ve been training/practicing for for Boroughs competition since March and here my dad is pissed that I have to go because I have a damn practice SAT at prep tomorrow. LIKE REALLY. THE MOST IMPORTANT COMPETITION FOR THE TEAM IS GOING TO BE GIVEN UP BECAUSE OF SAT’S. My dad was asking, “Is that going to get you into college? No.” Well, dad is taking ONE practice SAT going to get me into college? No.

Running over nine miles in track…

I can say my legs have suffered enough.

My mom’s making me quit skating for a while because the doctors says I may have a leg infection. Why. The last time I took a break from skating, my elements were a mess.

I’m showing my cousin pictures of random guys at my school. 
She says she wants to throw up.

LOLOLOL Now she understands how I suffer.