I'm way pass the age where my parents would go around telling others about my little achievements and all. However, I was a failure when I was younger, there wasn't much to share. But now, I kinda wish I was that little girl again but as the present me, knowing things I did, did make them proud.. Or even, them knowing the things that I'm achieving. Just cause I'm 16 this year, I announce my happiness, their response just seems the same as me getting average for anything or changing the subject to me not sleeping early/ me using the computer too much/ me being late all the time.. I KNOW they are proud but ya know, people need reassurance at times.On a lighter note: We owned PLC in volleyball today. ;) Went bowling with classmates, Mazza owned. BOOYAH!
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