offically, or what ever you want to call it

AS of last night, i am offically a dissapointment to my parents. Not that it needed to be officilized or anything. Not getting into UBC probably,which is where my father has been pushing me to go ever since my brother got accepted. He likes to conviently forget that not all of us can be geniuses. Its kind of a relief that my other brother didnt get accepted. Terrible thing to say, i know, but it means a shorter way to fall for me, and my sister when she steps up to bat. i just hope that where ever i go doesnt lower the bar any more. It still hurts when yopur parents call you into the dinning room (oh, the wonderful conversations we've had around the dining room table) and there they chewed me out about stuff that was previously deemed below notice. In all the wierd twists of life, my mom actually was a partical champion on my behalf. It just gave way to another fight though, which sent me right back down here.

Of course, pam is conviently practically living at her boyfriends house, and is hardly ever home besides. Though that might change, shes dropped dance for this semester because of all the problems and pains shes been experiencing lately. But hopefully she bounces back, shes still young after all, and even if she dosnt, that she finds something which she enjoys doing. But hopefully she gets something to do, something that keeps her out of the hot spot, aka the house. I know i'm planning on getting the hell out of here, and even if i have to go second semester to university due to the summer school course, then i'm working the whole damn time. Living, friggin breathing, work.