You know how when you’re in the heat of the moment and are lost for words, but minutes, hours, days after, all the words come back, reasons and justifications but it’s too late to say it. This is basically my jumbled written response.

I understand that university grades are important, that they determine your future and your job opportunities, but that doesn’t mean they are everything. It doesn’t mean I should abandon all my interests and the things I love to study twenty four seven. Because that will only make me miserable, I don’t know what I would do without climbing. University is meant to be one of the best moments of your life, and it’s meant to be enjoyed. And not to be cliché or anything but it’s true you only do live once. I don’t even know why I need to justify my reasons to you. Nor do I even go out much, I’m always trying to make it home for dinner so you don’t eat alone. And you think university is easy, that architecture degree? Piece of cake. But you sleep at eight every night, you haven’t seen the late nights I pull for drawings, assignments and models, and when you greet me at six in the morning, you think it’s just cause I got up early instead of being up all night. Granted I do procrastinate a bit on the internet, and have awful time management but it’s my nature, I’m trying to change it but if this is how I’ve worked for the last eighteen years of my life, do you really think it’s that easy to change? Truthfully, the reason why I think you’re nitpicking on my minor faults is because I’ve been too good, never had that crazy teenage stage and act up, and have an amazing brother who has never made you think twice about anything.

The last thing, I understand your words, that you mean the best for me but just think about the way you say it, it makes such a big difference and it’d go a long way to making me listen to you. Hurts less too.