Annoyances: I can not stand it when people make my decisions their issues. I do not think things through and I probably will not ever. By associating myself with you, you make my stupid decisions representative of yourself and then I feel like an idiot.
Accomplishments: I can do a front flip into a pool.
Confusions: Honestly grammar and punctuation, but I’m sure your aware already.
Sorrows: I kind of miss my hair.
Idiosyncrasies: I often sit in ways many might deem uncomfortable but that’s just the way I sit
Risks: Every once and a while I run stop signs on my bicycle.
Beloved Posessions: I wore a Maori hook my dad gave me until it turned brown, now I wear a silver bracelet my dad got me.
Problems: I want my braces off, but also I want to be able to provide for my family.
To expand on the fears thing. Luke Cline cured my fear of everything. It was right up there with that Mexican mechanic. He and I and some others went to the fair. He coolly bragged he was not afraid of roller coasters and I truthfully said that I was. Except when we got on the first ride he was afraid like really afraid. And in an effort to make him feel better I talked him through it and that’s how the night went. Rides got progressively scarier luke got progressively more scared and I tried harder and harder to reassure him. He eventually passed out on the “Nitro.” And while he was out it occurred to me, I wasn’t scared. All it took was someone more scared than me and I was fine. And if all it took was someone more scared than me I could probably just make my head do it. Long story short I eventually got in trouble for touching spiders with abandon something that I used to be decently afraid of. Thanks Luke!
Thank you, that is all.
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