When I was smaller, or rather in middle school I had just learned how to ride a bike from my uncle. So as a child with my family I was a bit full hardy, and decided to join into a race them. My handicap had been my bike needed special shoes to ride with, so the pedals were very small but manageable. About 3/4 of the way through the race I had lost control of the bike; my feet slipped off the pedals and I had just been flying down the street with no control over the bike what so ever. As the bike was finally tipping over my body has instinctively blacked out, once i woke up my two cousins were running over toward's me with a look of terror on my face. They had called over my uncle who had just told me that I had a cherry on my face. At the time I hadn't known what he meant until I went inside and saw my left cheek was just tissue, and half my eye brow was missing. At the time I hadn't noticed but my uncle had given me the bad news of the whole situation, just as Art Markman said in "Do You Want the Good News or the Bad News?", I would have preferred the bad news first. Even though I hadn't heard the good news it was a bit obvious to me, I was able to back up and still have a fully functioning left eye. Looking back on this moment I had realized that a part of my childhood had ended, i wasn't much of a cry baby as I had been before the pain hadn't been there I was just there as if i was fine. I really think this relates to What Does the Pokémon World Eat? Pokémon." because as a child you were a bit oblivious to small things like this because so many other things were going on. Looking at it now or if I hadn't known this before I would have seen how different the world is and how the innocence we were taught to believe just isn't real, that we have to make hard choices no matter how gruesome they seem.
In my last two years of highschool I had been very interested in going out places, mainly the beach just to hang out with friends or girls I had been trying to get further along with. I had probably been out there with more girls rather than my other friends. Each time I went it had been a fun time, but talking looking back on it with them had made me realize one thing: that no matter what I did I would never be good enough to get any farther then I already had been. It has always been due to personal appearance just as in Cortney S. Warren said in "The Mass Media, Body Image, and Self-Deception" the only thing they believed a guy should look like is the one in commercials, or movies. Just something that many won't be able to live up to; it was just something that they had subconsciously been conditioned to believe any guy they go after they should be. After a while I had just begun to become upset because they all used the same type of reasoning for men they believed they should have. Then I soon asked my self "Why was this bothering me so much?" Just as Beverly D. Flaxington recommend in "You’re On My Last Nerve!" I should just let it go and start a new. I just decided that it would be best to just remain the way I am, and change if I believe it will benefit myself, not for someone who doesn't even like me the way I am. Up to this point I hadn't known if there was anything else I was doing wrong that just kept me single for the time being. As I read "Friendship vs. Attraction in Romantic Relationships" by Jeremy Nicholson it taught me that there should be a balance between doing something for someone all the time -which is basally what I do- and making them work towards wanting you. In the future I would like to implement this or at least in the part of my life when I feel as though everything is settled and I believe in my self inside and out about all.
When I first started college I hadn't known what to expect, I mainly had the perception that it would be just like everything that you saw on tv, and movies. To my surprise I had just mainly been nervous; I had first started at MDC because i was told it would be better for my major. I had lasted all about two days there and then dropped all my classes to transfer to BC. I had stressed so much over those two days my main problem was that I was lonely I was a stranger there because it had been so far, there was also an immense fear of me just failing. Just as Tina Gilbertson talked about in "Fear of Failure?" I had no idea what I had been afraid of but all I could tell my self was that I just had to leave. It had taken me a while but I was able to transfer over, pick my classes then start in early September; it made me feel a bit better because I was closer to home, and in a more familiar area. I did have a problem with my number of classes at first I only took two classes, then I tried to take on four; it felt as though it was too much for me so i dropped one class. As I began to settle in I had noticed that I would only see small barely get to see anyone I know from the previous year, so I began to isolate my self when ever I could. I would always just find a pair of headphones turn them up to a volume that would keep me in my own little world. What I didn't know was that I could permanently damage my hearing, after reading Kimberly Sena Moore's "Are Headphones Harming Us?" I learned that I was going down a road that could make me deaf for the rest of my life. After a while I began to branch out to the friends I did have and became more accustom to campus.






