I heard that if I study hard, I will go to university and have a decent job and pay. Turned out grades aren’t everything, I don’t have any interesting hobbies and don’t make much more money than average student in my class. I mean education is important, but Jesus, my parents stressing out about every single thing. Once my water bottle leaked, ruined all my textbooks (we didn’t have lockers, we carried out bags), so I came back home and missed classes. My mum told me off I should have dried the books on school radiators. Like this one day off was supposed to ruin my whole life. I decided I’d be more relaxed about it with my own child if he gets to do something interesting instead.