How My Parents Ruined My Graduation

I looked like a princess. Or a Greek goddess. In my ivory-coloured floor length dress. The best dress of all.
Happy. It was all coming to an end. We were going to be together for the last time. It was the end of high school. Graduation.

Awards were given out. I did not get the Scholar's award, which is presented to students with an average of over 80%. I admit that I was shocked. I thought, 'oh boy my parents are probably so disappointed.' I also thought that they wouldn't say anything about it and ruin my grad. I thought they'd be proud of me no matter what tonight.

My parents were not proud of me.

After the ceremony, I went up to them and they did not smile. They looked pissed off. I didn't know what was up at first, I assumed they were sad that their little girl is grown up.

"What, you didn't get the Scholar's Award?!"
"What the HELL happened!?"
"You probably will lose your acceptance." (Not true for my program.)
"You must have tried real HARD to be a loser to get below 80."

The whole time they spoke, I defended myself and tried to fake normalcy.
Then I walked away in tears. To the single washroom. Slam the door. Fall against the door. Cry and Cry. Gasping between tears. If only they knew the madness that has been within me for the past 4 months.

My parents were not proud of me.

My classmates made me feel better, and I made a deal with myself to piss my parents off that night. At the dinner, I tried to purge what little I ate, but I swear, I'm disabled when it comes to purging. I have no idea why sometimes I can't do it.
Went to the after-party. My FIRST high school party. Had a shot of whisky. Enough to get me loose. Enough to let me have the best night of my high school career. Also tried smoking a Cuban cigar. It was the best night ever. Came home at 3 AM.

Needless to say, the school made a mistake. I should have gotten the Scholar's Award, AND received Honors. I should have been UP THERE. It was the biggest mistake the school could have made and after learning this information today, my parents are blowing up at the school.

Did I mention that last night was the best night of my high school career? Tee hee. It was.

I've sold all the rights to my wrongs.
^So that's the new bracelet. It's called #103. I'd call it 103.6, but that's pushing it. Haha. I'll probably post pictures of my grad later, when my scanner works. I want to compare my grade 8 self with my grade 12 self.

I just had a teaspoon each of nutella and almond butter, and that's 5-6 grams of fat! I worked out this morning, but I feel like I'm going to gain a lot of weight back if I don't go for a run or something. I probably will later. I DO NOT want to be above 104 lb next weigh-in...