Being an Adult is no fun at all. One is responsible for too many things, there are much worse things than a D in maths, there are much more obligations than pleasures and if something goes wrong you will be at charge and there is no chance at all to point out on your little sister. Far away are the days where the summer holidays where an endless period of time and the biggest secret meant reading at night under your blanket. The only two things which are truly better, you are not to forced anymore to eat spinach when you want to have cake and no one sends you to bed anymore, the third thing truly is this wonderful project where all the memories wanted or unwanted are coming back.

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