*Get home at 11:00* Oh crap, the blog is due.

Fears: Forgetting something I was supposed to remember (probably one of my worst qualities).

Annoyances: People who act overly dramatic/romantic on Facebook.

Accomplishments: Being Mr. Holloway's favorite student of all years last year (Go Rick!)

Confusions: When teachers use words like idiosyncrasy (Time to Google it!)

Sorrows: That I didn't try harder in chemistry last year...

Dreams: To become an engineer or computer programmer.

Idiosyncrasies: I'm left handed and eyed, but write with my right.

Risks: When I procrastinate too long (which is all the time)

Beloved possessions, now: My car

Beloved possessions, then: My favorite jacket

Idiosyncrasies (cont): I've always been weird with my hands, because I throw, catch, arm wrestle, shoot, push/pull, throw darts, and almost anything else left handed, but I can't write with my left hand any better than other people can. It's kind of funny because I get asked a lot about it when I write if its someone I've ever thrown ball with, etc.

One problem I had up until about a year ago was that when tying my shoe, I'd do the first loopy part before you make the bow the way a left handed person would, but then tie the bow regularly (or maybe it was the other way around). This would make my shoelaces lopsided and pretty much vertical to my shoe, whether it was tennis shoes, dress shoes, etc. One day, I thought to try it by starting the bow the opposite way, and I got a perfect knot.

If you don't believe me, try tying you're shoes normally, except first with the first under-over being in the opposite direction. Take a good look at that knot, and that's the sad, upside-down knot that was on both of my shoes for the past decade until a few weeks ago.