fears: Boats. Not little boats but big boats, like cruise ships. Titanic put a healthy fear in me. Another fear of mine is the hospital. I've only been a few times, but not for happy reasons. Lets just say I was having a bad night and ended up admitted to the psych ward.
Annoyances: "Atheists" No such thing. Injustice. Ignorant people in general.
Accomplishments: One time my art shared the same gallery as Salvador Dali
Confusions: Math and Stoichiometry confuse me to no avail.
Sorrows: I used to be a smart kid. But then the depression and anxiety set in, completely destroying any concentration or motivation I once had. I am always a day late and a dollar short. I'm not smart enough for college. I have too many health issues for the military and I'm too ugly to marry rich. Cardboard boxes are comfy enough I suppose.
Dreams: I would love to be a studio art professor but I'm too dumb. I've always wanted a horse but I'm too poor and too dumb for a job.
Idiosyncrasies: I have a birthmark on my face. I never outgrew the "horse phase"
Risks: It can be pretty risky to get on a horse. In most sports your "equipment" doesn't have a mind of its own and weigh in at half a ton.
Beloved Possessions: Then: The quilt my mother made me as a baby. Now: The quilt is still very special, but my Doc Martens are my babies.
Problems: I never do my homework
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