I love how when I ask about my scholarship dinner that I missed, my dad gets super fired up and pissed about dressing up nicer than most people. he says they wore poorer than his everyday wear, that they wore t shirts, that no one wore ties. well, daddy, the paper says YOU MUST wear a dress shirt with tie. just because other people are dressed down, doesn't mean I fucking forced you. And my lil bro says that he didn't have to do a speech but he did. THEY TOLD ME I HAD DO. I did my fucking job by putting everything together, giving all the fucking rules. what the shit is with this, like its a fucking burden. burn that fucking $1500 if it's so much work.