Dear Robin, I am pleased to announce that you have been accepted for enrollment....

"Okay" ?

what the fuck does that mean, "Okay" ?

not even an 'ok, alright, whatever', that's a condescending "okaaaay" with the upturned, "why are you even telling me this" question mark at the end

the tone I didn't expect to hit me so hard

that left me so shakingly angry i couldn't calm down

even after grinding my teeth, and the gutural screams in the car on the way to the restaurant

where the girl behind the counter concentrated on the lip of her neon green visor, and gave me a free brownie

to make up for the fact that she couldn't meet my rigid eyesockets with a complimentary smile.

I didn't know you could dissappoint me this much;

or that you had this much sway.

But seriously,

after years of wanting, work, applications, and scholarship bullshit

you can't say

"Congratulations"?

Most would try harder

for their oldest daughter.