The thing is, I never changed. I just realized who I was.

I used to wet my bed when I was little, which I obviously did not like people to know about. I also used to be on the chess team in middle school, which I did like people to know about. Now, it is totally reversed. Well, not totally reversed. "Hi. My name is Stephen, and I used to wet my bed." is never a good pick-up line. But perhaps it should be?

I tend to doodle while I am in class. It is funny to me, because I try to hope that no one notices. Yes, I am a self-conscious doodler. I think it may be because the word, "doodle", is a very dumb word. Couldn't they have picked a cooler word than "doodle"? (For the rest of this post, I will refer to "doodle" as "clapperclaw", because every time I try to type "doodle", I start to throw up a little in my mouth. I would curse the person who coined the word, but he/she is probably dead anyway. By the way, clapperclaw was just the first word I saw from an internet search for "cool words". Ha.) While I clapperclaw, I still tend to pay attention well. I tend to draw mainly geometric figures/patterns, rather than trying to draw something like an apple.

Ok, I think that's enough random thoughts about myself. When I write a blog post, I usually re-read it, and my thoughts go something like this...."boring...." Haha. I've been thinking lately about how some people think they are great at things, but actually are horrible. (case in point, the guy who kicked me in the shins almost 20 times last night playing soccer.) Would you rather be great at something, but think you are terrible? Or, would you rather think you are great at something, but be terrible at it? I am not gonna say what I think, because I don't want to bias the results. (Ok, plus, I think my thoughts would be terrible! Haha. Kidding. Perhaps....)