I’m weird. I like silly walking, and having random celebratory dance parties[two minute dance parties]. I wear silly hats, and listen to strange music, and don’t care if my colours match and love having half of my head shaved. I laugh at silly things, like when someone at work says duty. I jump in to things headlong, and am usually left rubbing away a headache, but every time, there I go again. I try to be nice, and even though I’m told that I’m too nice, I feel like I’m never nice enough. I want to fix every thing for everyone, and I regularly carry a heavy weight on my shoulders. I stress about the things I can’t change, even though I know that I can’t change them. I want to make everyone happy. I work hard, and I regret that I don’t play enough. I’m fragile, though I pretend that I’m not. I’m easy to guilt, and foolish about it. I have self control, I just don’t always use it. I don’t know how to make a decision that will change my life.
