13 1 / 2012
fuck you.
my dad told me that my friend’s parent told him that my friend got into a school in brooklyn on 9th street. and i’m like idk any schools on “9th street.” first of all, wtf does 9th street mean? there’s 12th avenue and 9th street. there’s 25th avenue and 9th street. i told him that i know that my friend got into one college, but i don’t know where it is. and he insists that it’s on 9th street. and i’m like i don’t know. and i don’t fucking care. omg. if i tell him about the school he’ll just bash it saying that it’s not harvard, it’s not yale, it’s not columbia, and that it’s garbage. well no. my friend likes that school and i won’t let you bash it. yell at me all you want, i don’t fucking care, and you don’t fucking need to know. it’s not like my friend is your kid.
