Dear Dad,
onemango:
Please, just be happy for me for once. Please, just smile at me when I tell you good news. It may not be the news you want to hear, but at least it makes me happy, right? So, I didn’t get an acceptance to BC/Brandeis or Harvard, but I simply got an acceptance to an okay school! I’m not a failure, and I got a scholarship to prove it!
Mom was so excited. She didn’t care about the name, or what I’m studying. She started telling me I can live in the condo, I can visit Tito Jhun on weekends -oh! she wants to call him soon to tell him- and all this jazz. She was happy for me. She knows it may not be my first choice, or her first choice, or your first choice, but it’s a college.
Why did I have to bring it up to you? I left it on the table for you to see. I had to say, “I got into college?” “Loyola? Oh yeah. I saw.” Why couldn’t you say anything? I got no congratulations from you, no praises. You didn’t care I got a scholarship. You looked at the letter in disgust. You said nothing to me.
You didn’t care, did you?
Because it wasn’t Harvard?
You basically rained on my parade.
Love, Me.
Aww Izzah babes I care. Im proud of you that you got into colleges. Who cares if its not Harvard. At least your doing something with ur life….yes ur life not ur dad’s. be happy in wat college u choose not because of wat ur dad wants. He is proud of you but just doesnt want to show it. I love ya hun <3
( Oh yeah you forgot about your friends :[ we care so much about you)