Twisted.

I made it to Honor Council. I was happy about it...told my parents over dinner. But somehow he managed to twist my good news. Honor Council oversees issues with people who violate the school honor code, like cheating, stealing, etc. My dad then says, "It's because you go to such a bad school that they need things like that. " There was this boy who got kicked out last year because security found him breaking into the professor's offices and stealing answers. I made the mistake of telling my parents this a while back, because, hello! Scandalous news! My dad remembers nothing, but decided to remember the bad stuff about my shitty school. He said cheaters go to bad schools, because that's the only school they could get into. All the bad people come out of bad schools.

What a fucken idiot. If that were the case, it would be so simple. Why not just convert my school into a prison. I told my parents, I'm really sick of having to prove myself to them. I then gave examples of how their friend's don't even know what I do or where I go to school. Why? Because MY PARENTS ARE TOO ASHAMED TO SAY! My dad's answer to that is, then you should have gone to Harvard or Yale.

The first thought that crossed my mind is that I wanted to drive a knife into my heart because that's how I feel like. I'm never good enough. I'm 25 and I embarass my parents. What do they have to be embarrassed about? I go to law school, for God's sake! Fine, it's not the top school, it's not even close to any top law school, but I still made into a law school.

I called Danny and I asked him how much more of this I had to take...when will it ever end. At what point will I finally make my parents happy. He told me like it is - never. And the sad thing is, he's so right.