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i would love to be called and asked how my day was. instead of being called and complained to about your son. i would love for you to say that you are proud of me for sticking with portfolio instead of telling me that your dad is driving you crazy and that u are getting a massage later. I want you to realize what a HUGE deal portfolio was and how hard i worked. but no. This is the only thing i will have to show for my college career (besides my diploma) and you have no clue what the hell i am talking about. When i remind u about it i get oh yeah hows that going?. frustration doesnt even begin to explain how i am feeling. The way you two feel about things in my life should not have any effect on me, but it does. a lot actually. :( I am proud of myself and thats all that SHOULD matter. but it's not.