The crayfish-party was nice, but weird. It was so nice to see everyone and everyone but me and my brothers girlfriend got super duper nasty drunk. I couldn't handle more than half a beer since how it went down last week.
When I got to hear that, once again, a family member talks about me behind my back I didn't get supriced. And I don't really care to be honest, but I'm tired of being seen as "the bad one" in this family.
So this time I heard following:
My cousin sings better than me, and that you have to be borned with a natural talent, which she by that indicated that I don't. And the same person thinks I'm throwing away my money on this education in London. And this is after hearing me sing and telling me how good I am and that I have to sing on her party coming up in December.
So I can only say... keep on talking, at least I for one will have a degree AND I dare to follow a dream. So cut me some slack and actually... just be quiet.
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