So I got to talk to my father a bit this week about my academic standings. I wanted tell him that I made it on the Dean’s List again and that I needed a netbook for the next incoming trimester. The plan/script was expecting to go like this:

Me: I got into the Dean’s List again this term

Him: OH! Congratulations!

Me: There’s one thing I need though for the next term.

Him: What is it? I’ll get it for you if it helps with your academics Continue reading “My Father is a Horrible Person” →