It's nice to know you're proud of me, really. But I'm not proud of myself. That's why I don't want people knowing. I'm sorry. I know I beat a lot of your friend's children. And that makes you proud? I don't know. I just don't want people knowing. It's not good enough for me. It doesn't show my true potential. And yeah, near the end I didn't study hard enough. I know I didn't. I crammed like fuck. And that doesn't make me proud. I know you'll still love me. Even when I'm being difficult, but sorry. I'm so sorry.