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Hey, hi, how are ya? So this is my first blog that you all will have the utmost pleasure to be reading. No, but secretly I am very thankful to whoever is reading this right now! Now that I have your attention kinda sort of ish…. maybe. I need to figure out what to write about. You wanna know something? I think that’s the hardest part of writing anything; it’s just to figure out what to write about. And I believe that is what I’m struggling with. It’s just not usually normal for me to write anything as long or as detailed, or even anything for that matter ¯_(?)_/¯ so I’m just here… on this maroon recliner listening to Christian Lofi (which is a type of music) and TRYING to figure out what I should write about. 

In high school, I had this problem as well, throughout the 4 years I was able to make up stories that I was able to use as fluff to make the essay look longer as a whole. I especially did this in tests. I remember in my 1st period English class I wrote what a significant meaning it was to have a yellow light flash on and off in across a river in “The Great Gatsby” (written by F. Scott Fitzgerald) because it represented his unfading desire to have the woman of his dreams. With every beat of his heart, he feels this want and yearns to have her as his wife. But due to her being with Tom and her family, Gatsby is unable to be with her. I did that kind of stuff to have a bigger essay. So before I go on a big tangent and start talking about something you don’t want to hear we need some direction to this blog. 

Hi, I’m Kirby I am a 19-year-old man-child that is trying to live one day at a time. I am very curious about what God has in store for me! But right now I want to do the best I can with what I have. (ps: if you want to get all that you can out of reading this, listen to some soft piano to get your feelings pumping). I was raised in a strict Pentecostal church until I got into 7th grade. By that time I was very quiet and shy. But during that time I switched schools and started going to a catholic school. That is when my life started to suck (for me at least). So after I FINALLY finished 8th grade I was able to restart my social life. I went to this AWESOME school called Alma Heights but now it’s called Pacific Bay, I liked the name change. Because whenever someone asked me where I went to school I always said alma heights but when they changed the name I was able to say PAC BAY. Personally, that sounds way cooler to say than aLma heIghTS (?°?°)?? ??? . I’m sorry I just didn’t like the old name. I totally forgot what I was writing about. Oh yeah. So I got to reset my life and I tried to change my personality from a quiet, shy, doormat to a more outspoken and interactive kid, and I became just that. Obviously, I love silence and quiet, and with that, it was a little difficult because I tried to change. I then realized that I had depression (Now that I am re-reading this that seemed a little blunt (but it is true))and I started getting these nervous ticks (as in me twitching and stuff). But I was able to get through that with the help of a good friend (but I won’t go off on that story right now). And that is what it was like growing up for me. I just finished high school this year and I really am excited for what God has for me on this Race around the World. 

 

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Bless You And Have a Wonderful day!!!

 

 


One response to “If This Makes Sense You Get 5 Brownie Points”

  1. Kirby,
    Jesus does have good things in store for you. . . . the person you are just as he made you.
    There’s no need to create a stories or manufacture something “meaningful”.
    Just love God, love others and live in your own skin.

    Love you bro.

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