My Purpose

I have always wanted to write down the events of my life on paper, believing that it would be worth the effort. Now you may be thinking, why don’t you buy a .99 cents notebook at the corner grocery store idiot and just begin a diary or just write one of those papers about yourself you are asked to write at the beginning of every school year and leave it at that. But your biggest question must be, why must you waste my time reading about a boy who nobody even knows? My answer to that is your right. I am no A list celebrity making big money in the heart of Hollywood, California nor am I an MVP athlete in the pros. Heck, I am not even one of those people who have suffered immensely and been through physical or mental abuse in their child hood and in the end go on to be very prominent in their profession and make lots of money. I am an 18 year old boy whose worst subject in school is English and does not even like to read books. Where I am coming from, I am an idiot. An American boy trying to write a blog on himself is not even anywhere near the end of it and hoping that anybody will even bother to read it is a long shot. The one thing to back me up is something my English teacher told me a very long time ago, “Everybody has an interesting life story; it is only a matter of how you write it.” I was comforted when I first heard this and then I came back to reality. My worst grade in school is English, I get C’s and D’s on my vocabulary, spelling and grammar tests, and then I thought sarcastically I am more than fit to write this story of man. However negative I may be, I must stand up for myself and say that what I do have on my side is an inspiration, dream, love and a passion to write this story.