There are more thoughts I have on this, but I'm going to finish them later. When I'm drunk.
Yesterday, I got an email from my parents. They had gotten a grade warning from one of my professors saying that I was failing a class, and they went a bit off the deep end, in my opinion. They talked about how I need to get good grades to keep my scholarships and so on. It accomplished their purpose, which was to put me on a huge guilt trip. Then, to wrap it up on a good note and make them seem a bit more humane (and prevent any guilt they would feel if I were to die the next day and the last thing they had said to me was negative...), they told me about how they were planning a nice dinner for Sunday for when I would be home, and wouldn't it be nice if I brought my girlfriend out so they could finally meet her?
The guilt trip was bad, but this was a real kick in the pants. I replied with one line: "[She] and I broke up a week ago."
I hoped to reciprocate their guilt trip, because I'm a bastard like that. But I underestimated my dad's wit and cynicism. I just got his reply a few minutes ago. Also one line, it reads: "Lots of fish in the sea."
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