Heroic Return
I've decided to return to livejournal, again but officially, even though no one reads the journal, which is fine with me. I've decided to use it for its general use, to vent teenage angst. That being said, I am pretty happy this month, more happy than I've been in a while.
Nonetheless, I have a few things to talk about.
One, parents. I got into a short altercation with my step-father after he called me in for dinner and I said multiple times I needed to finish a test for driver's ed. He heard nothing and yelled at me, and when I told him of my efforts to be responsible, he merely went on to tell me there was more I could have done (angrily). It made me in turn angry, and realize the heirarchy of argument which he follows. If I don't hear him, I'm yelled at. If he doesn't hear me, I'm yelled at. If he did all he could do and failed, he did all he could do. If I did all I could do and failed, I should have done more. And it goes on, full of double standards and hypocrisies. It just makes me angry.
On another note, there has been a series of huge scandals at my school, Harvard-Westlake. 8 kids expelled for drug-dealing and abuse on campus; 6 kids expelled for being masterminds behind stealing a history and spanish mid-term, and many more suspended for cheating on said midterms. Apparently, there will be an article in the newspapers tomorrow. Also, a fight broke out yesterday, and some girl tried to commit suicide the other day.
My father pays $25,000 a year to send me to a school whose reputation, which is what helps give the edge of its students over others, will mean nothing anymore soon. That, my friends, is bullshit.