Nostalgia: a sentimental longing or wistful affection for the past, typically for a period or place with happy personal associations.
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Pleasure and pain. Neglect to maintain. Obscure, but fail to explain. Exert, but achieve no gain. How are you supposed to respond when the sun shines during the rain?
Today was the day I graduate from my years of elementary schooling. Yet, my excitement was slightly tainted by events that transpired less than a day ago. Unfortunately, I got in trouble for being disrespectful. See, many family members gifted me with material displays of acception, and I use this terminology because each giver is seasonally involved in my life, meaning they come around for the holidays- some even compensating the lack of quality bonding with money, clothes, shoes, etc. Still, I was happy because the amount of money totalled to $120.00. Now as someone that is ten, I value all the money I recieve. I was taught to save my money, and that's exactly what I did. However, yesterday, while everyone was in the car, my step-dad offered to assemble a small family gathering he likes to call night caps-
K. Eating a bunch of junk, laughing about stupid shit because everybody high off nigga-itis, and cruisin past bed time...
Pretty much. But anyway, he proposed that Jalen, Matthew and I pay for snacks because we were both stacked up after all our holiday earnings. At first we were talking trash, then I veered off the conversation and said that if I had to pay for something I wanted, I just won't be getting it because I felt like the parents should pay for the snacks since it was his idea anyway. But Matthew said he'll pay for the chips, which were originally assigned to me, and I thankfully declined. After that Malcolm was saying 'I guess she just won't get anything at the night cap then', and I responded with, 'Hey, it is what it is.' Now obviously I was not thinking about the value of my life, but at that moment I didn't see anything wrong with what I said. I spoke in honesty and nothing less. However, my mother commented on how I was being disrespectful because Malcolm is trying to do something nice for the family, and my actions were not the way to show gratitude or honor. Consequently, they both explained to me while at the mall, that I will not be able to get my hair or nails done, new shoes, or a new dress. The only thing I got was some new earrings. To be honest, though, I am a very reserved person in regard to outward displays of emotion. So, I just tried my best to mask my hurt feelings with apathy. But in reality, I was fuming inside, especially because graduation was my big day, and I wanted to show out. Uhhhhhhhhhhhh....I was so frustrated.
I was currently putting on my dress:
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I absolutely loved the detailing and designs of it, although it possessed a mature appeal. However, the reason for that was my grandmother. I normally can't fit "kids" clothes anymore so she usually shops in the 'junior's' section for me. She just decided to pick that dress along with a few others, and my parents happened to be acceptant of me wearing it- one less thing they'd have to worry about, right? The only thing they said was I'd have to wear some type of shaw with it. So, I wore an olive toned shaw that was enhanced with a natural faded gloss from the thread it was created with. My mother said she would style my hair into a bun, which I was happy about.
