My parents were downstairs, on the computer. I run down and start belting out 'I'm too sexy for this shirt'. I accompany this with a dance where I 'shake my little toosh' and everything. They look up. I finish the song. They look back to the computer and finish discussing prices of something. No acknowledgment whatsoever. I'm starting to doubt whether I just did that or whether I imagined it... Parents making me doubt me existance. Humph.











