My co-worker is a snail. I’m going to stab him if he doesn’t speed it up.

I’m feeling all this teen angst lately.

My parents are talking as if I’ve already decided to go to UCLA. I guess it’s a good thing they’re happy for me, but ever since I got that scholarship for UCLA their minds have become totally closed to other options. And I think the more they push me towards la the more I push away. Typical teenage thing to do. No wonder so many adults hate us. Come to think of it, why AM I so annoyed? My parents are actually happy for me and proud of my accomplishments. What the eff is wrong with me. Kick me.

I think one of the reasons I’m annoyed is because my parents are only proud of me if the accomplishment fits into their mold of what an accomplishment should be. Does that make sense? Whenever I make the school plays, I get a smile from my parents but there’s never full-on enthusiasm or support. Acting doesn’t fit into their category of an “accomplishment.” Like when I got the dean’s scholarship for occidental, they were pleased but they weren’t extremely happy or proud because it was for a private school. But when I got the scholarship at ucla they were bouncing off the freaking walls. And part of this I understand because a private school is so much more expensive than a UC (even with the dean’s scholarship), but still there wasn’t even a congratulations for me getting the dean’s scholarship. Maybe I’m just an ungrateful child.

I just want my parents to be enthusiastic about stuff that means something to ME….not about stuff that means something to THEM. I was on the edge of my seat waiting for northwestern, and when I got rejected no one cared. But they were practically counting down the days till the Berkeley decisions came out.

Looking back at what I just wrote, I’m really convinced that I’m a fucking ungrateful person. Great. This entry was a waste of my time.