Autobiography

Tagline: Whichever path you’ll take depends on you.

I honestly couldn’t care less about doing homework at this moment, because it’s not around that hour yet… Yeah, I still have ten minutes to type this blog out. Anyways, there’s something that has been going through my head for years, and obviously, only a few have helped me – which is funny: they are all adults who have gone through the same. <_< Bravo to you freakin' kids who tried to help me.

So I’m a Senior, and yay, I’m graduating. But it’s really stressful being the first in the family to actually go to college (honestly, my dad went to a community college and didn’t really needed to go through the application process. <_<)… or university as you internationals say it. My parents first of all DO NOT KNOW what it is like to have all this weighed onto you. My parents want me to buy my caps and gown BUT they said that they really are not going to be at my graduation. They've been nagging me about college applications (UNLIKE ALL YOU FREAKIN' IB FREAKS WHO ONLY APPLY TO 5, I'M FORCED TO APPLY TO 10) and expect that all applications are for free. So I try my best to apply to 5 colleges that do not require any application fees and then ask for a application fee waiver from the Guidance office. I don't know how many times the man has seen me in his office, but I always need scholarships and fee waivers, because my parents are too damn stupid to know what it’s like to have this drilled into my head. I’m really sick of it.

Continuing with college, it’s so stupid how they’re making me apply to 10, BUT when Yale contacted me to come to their house for Winter Break, my parents told them I will not go to their school. I was seriously bawling my eyes out. It’s freakin’ YALE. I applied and got accepted. I was really excited and danced around, but my freakin’ parents told them I don’t accept. WHY WHY WHY WHY! They wanted to kick me out of the house so many times, but now they’re finally stepping in and say they want me to go to a college that is REALLY nearby home. Mom’s reason: I won’t have anyone to cook or do the laundry for me. <_< WTF have I been doing for a whole year when she left? My dad always came home late, making me cook my own dinner. I had to work to actually support the house. I freakin' did the laundry. My dad made me fill out the checks and used my money to pay some of the bills. I was the one that cleaned the house as well. Does she not realise that I can actually live on my own for once? HECK, I had to take care of my siblings when I was 9 while they were at work. EIGHT FREAKIN' YEARS.

The next reason is that I won’t be able to support it… Yeah, ’cause they honestly didn’t care when I came home and told them I won 3rd place in an essay contest with a $5,000 scholarship… as well as a few weeks ago when Yale offered me a full tuition there if I keep up with my academics and service – $146,000 off my butt for four years. I also havtah’ mention that there is indeed a few more scholarships on its way (the church is actually willing to give some thousands of dollars in scholarship to me and I’m the only one so far at my school applying for a scholarship) I’m still applying to a lot of scholarships, but my parents refuse to listen.

So what’s the solution? So I told people about this, and obviously, the church choir was amazed and threw me a dinner party. 0=) Brendon was really proud and told me to take the chance and just go for it. Dr. McDonnell, who went there for his graduate and taught there for a few years, told me I won’t regret it. He was one of my recommendations. Bwhahahaha! Others told me to not lose the chance to go there and it’s the only chance I’ll get. Also, unlike many of the kids who told me to just sit down and do things for my parents all the time, some wise lady who has been treating me like her grand daughter told me to just sit down and listen but at the last minute accept and go. What an ingenious idea. I never thought about that.

Another thing I was pondering about is what I should major. Honestly, I love Philosophy and Music. I could care less about what I want to go into (but my parents strictly told me to be a lawyer)… so just to make them happy, I told them I’ll major in Philosophy (never told them about Music) and go to law school. <__> Ignorant fools. Again, Dr. McDonnell still had no problem when he told me that I can come back and pursue to be his assistant. So why not? Also, I’m pretty sure starting out as an underground artist is good. This is why you have connections first of all. Worldwide fame isn’t everything.

So in conclusion, I really found out that I should take advice from people who have already experienced it before rather than those who just think “Oh… what if.” I’m not just going to sit here and ask “what if” if I have yet experienced it! <_< So I rather know what I'm getting myself into by asking people who I know have been there and done that.