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Why does this college thing have to be so stressful?
Why can’t every college let me know right now whether I got in or not and how much they will give me?
Why can’t I just attend college alone, like I want to?
Why can’t everyone receive a good scholarship for wanting to pursue education and make it apart of his or her lives?
Why can’t you leave me alone or stop pestering me because this charade has been ongoing since kindergarten?
Why can’t I ever get a break in life from my parents, constantly jumping on my back about each and every aspect of my day?
Why can’t my mother be normal and not psychotically bi-polar for just one day, just one?
Why can’t my dad speak for himself and not constantly be harped on by my mom to believe what she thinks should happen?
Why can’t I spend Christmas Eve with my dad’s side and not my mom’s for the bajillionth time because she believes her sister is more important?
Why can’t I leave the house without my family questioning me to death about where I am going with my two-year boyfriend?
Why can’t my parents finally trust me to be the responsible lady that I am?
Why does the Catholic Church have such retarded rules and regulations for marriage?
Why do I have to be Catholic or else my parents will kill me while I sleep for believing in anything but the Lord?
Why can’t the Great Northern Pizza Kitchen managers break down and give me a raise or at least, learn how to schedule people according to their availability sheets?
Why can’t I have a healthy relationship with my sister about the usage of AOL at night?
Why can’t I understand classes and be as smart as a whip when it comes to Finite and AP Physics?
Why doesn’t Mrs. Wietig comprehend that her Desktop class is a complete joke?
Why don’t you realize that I fathom and would love, absolutely adore and love, if you gave me a specific compliment once in a while?
So tired of it all. I hate being pestered when I don’t have to be…
Why can’t every college let me know right now whether I got in or not and how much they will give me?
Why can’t I just attend college alone, like I want to?
Why can’t everyone receive a good scholarship for wanting to pursue education and make it apart of his or her lives?
Why can’t you leave me alone or stop pestering me because this charade has been ongoing since kindergarten?
Why can’t I ever get a break in life from my parents, constantly jumping on my back about each and every aspect of my day?
Why can’t my mother be normal and not psychotically bi-polar for just one day, just one?
Why can’t my dad speak for himself and not constantly be harped on by my mom to believe what she thinks should happen?
Why can’t I spend Christmas Eve with my dad’s side and not my mom’s for the bajillionth time because she believes her sister is more important?
Why can’t I leave the house without my family questioning me to death about where I am going with my two-year boyfriend?
Why can’t my parents finally trust me to be the responsible lady that I am?
Why does the Catholic Church have such retarded rules and regulations for marriage?
Why do I have to be Catholic or else my parents will kill me while I sleep for believing in anything but the Lord?
Why can’t the Great Northern Pizza Kitchen managers break down and give me a raise or at least, learn how to schedule people according to their availability sheets?
Why can’t I have a healthy relationship with my sister about the usage of AOL at night?
Why can’t I understand classes and be as smart as a whip when it comes to Finite and AP Physics?
Why doesn’t Mrs. Wietig comprehend that her Desktop class is a complete joke?
Why don’t you realize that I fathom and would love, absolutely adore and love, if you gave me a specific compliment once in a while?
So tired of it all. I hate being pestered when I don’t have to be…