I remember in primary when I was called Miss Chatterbox because I talked too much in class. Even if they changed my place, I would always talk to the person next to me.
The funny thing is: I was around 6 at that time and I wore that label with pride. I used to tell everyone that I was Miss Chatterbox and thought that it was some kind of honour to be known as.
Random people walking down the street: *doing their own thing*
Six year old me: "Hiiiii!!! Guess what? I'm called Miss Chatterbox!!"
Random people: "Umm.. nice?"
Six year old me: I KNOW RIGHT!!!
I think I was a very energetic child back then.
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