You were reading the newspaper, when you began marveling at this girl who scored a perfect score on her SAT. As always, you can never miss an opportunity to put me down so you began your rant on how I spend 10 hours on the computer and 1 hour on my studies (To the reader: this is obviously false and if for one second you believed it, you should pour salt in your eyes an run into the middle of a street). I'm not jealous. I respect the girl because she's smart and because she has lived her life productively up to this day. I'm just annoyed at the fact that you expect me to succeed while you disapprove of everything I do, every word I say, and every thought I may wonder about. You explain to me how this girl is so diligent because she had a job since she was in 8th grade. You struggle so hard to prove something, but fail to prove anything because the last time I suggested to get a job, the only reaction you gave me was that I'm a student and the only thing proper for me to do was study. I don't think I'll ever be able to satisfy you. When I stay in, you say I study too much and that I should go out to get some fresh air. But, when I go out, you claim I don't study enough. LALALA, sometimes I hate you.
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You were reading the newspaper, when you began marveling at this girl who scored a perfect score on her SAT. As always, you can never miss an opportunity to put me down so you began your rant on how I spend 10 hours on the computer and 1 hour on my studies (To the reader: this is obviously false and if for one second you believed it, you should pour salt in your eyes an run into the middle of a street). I'm not jealous. I respect the girl because she's smart and because she has lived her life productively up to this day. I'm just annoyed at the fact that you expect me to succeed while you disapprove of everything I do, every word I say, and every thought I may wonder about. You explain to me how this girl is so diligent because she had a job since she was in 8th grade. You struggle so hard to prove something, but fail to prove anything because the last time I suggested to get a job, the only reaction you gave me was that I'm a student and the only thing proper for me to do was study. I don't think I'll ever be able to satisfy you. When I stay in, you say I study too much and that I should go out to get some fresh air. But, when I go out, you claim I don't study enough. LALALA, sometimes I hate you.
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