(For future reference, titles with '//' in them are written on my computer. Anything else is from mobile phone.)

           It started out with a conversation about my parents wedding anniversary. Suddenly it lead to me staying home alone overnight. From there it got to my parents 50th birthday party which would be coming up in six years. I commented that I would have moved out by then. My parents laughed and said that I would never be able to afford it, in which I responded "I plan on going to college in London". Once again, they chuckled in amusement, taunting me. 

"Do you actually think you're going to university?" My mother scoffed. This was an incredibly off-putting, so do you know what I said?

"Mom, that was really off-putting."

My father didn't like my statement very much, so here I am; hiding in my room sans phone. It breaks my heart to think that my parents have that little faith in me. I want to attend General St. Martins College, where I can study fine arts and acting. Clearly that's too much to ask for, as they don't think I have the mental capability to get through high school. 

Thanks mom and dad! Confidence is key, am I right?

So I took my empty plate of shrimp Alfredo to the kitchen sink, and shut myself in my bedroom as my playlist of songs by The Killers bounces off of my orange walls (currently Smile Like You Mean It is playing). Why can't they just believe in me? I have already considered post-secondary educations such as General St. Martins College of Arts, Brown University and Lund University. I plan on having a successful future. I'm not asking for much, only their faith, ya feel?