Post by Innos on May 4, 2008 13:47:09 GMT -5
I know, I see the senior countdown every day when I go to AP Lang and Comp but it's not just school things. Most of the people I talk to on the phone use me as therapy and I've tried but can't stop caring. People say "can someone help me with this?" and before I can stop myself I say "I will" I just never take time to rest myself because when I get home I have more things to do.
My name is Andrew "Andy" Tobin, most call me Tobin, I am seventeen years old and if I keep this shit up I'm going to have all gray hair by age thirty-five and a back past the point of recovery at age twenty-two. I have been smoking cigarettes on and off (mostly off) since I was thirteen or fourteen and I have been a social drinker since I was fourteen. I have over two hundred "little sisters" and of them, roughly ten of them see me as a brother at least ten years older than they are because I am more of a father figure than their own father. I have no children but one friend has a three your old daughter that calls me "Daddy" more than anything else. Although I am only seventeen, I look over the age of twenty partially because of how young I was when I hit puberty but also because of the amount of stress I put myself through. Of all of my friends, I am the best driver and best fighter because I do not fear death. I do not fear death because it would take all of the stress away.
I do not fear death, but I treasure life; each person lives for only so long and find their calling in life. It seems that my calling in life is brightening the days of others, helping them with their problems and if I were to die, they would be left without someone to help them up when they fall. They would be without someone to carry them through hard times when they lack the strength to do it themselves. I may come off as a royal asshole at times but if you find me on a better day, I might just be the person to put a smile back on your face and make you laugh for the first time in years.
My name is Andrew "Andy" Tobin, most call me Tobin, I am seventeen years old and if I keep this shit up I'm going to have all gray hair by age thirty-five and a back past the point of recovery at age twenty-two. I have been smoking cigarettes on and off (mostly off) since I was thirteen or fourteen and I have been a social drinker since I was fourteen. I have over two hundred "little sisters" and of them, roughly ten of them see me as a brother at least ten years older than they are because I am more of a father figure than their own father. I have no children but one friend has a three your old daughter that calls me "Daddy" more than anything else. Although I am only seventeen, I look over the age of twenty partially because of how young I was when I hit puberty but also because of the amount of stress I put myself through. Of all of my friends, I am the best driver and best fighter because I do not fear death. I do not fear death because it would take all of the stress away.
I do not fear death, but I treasure life; each person lives for only so long and find their calling in life. It seems that my calling in life is brightening the days of others, helping them with their problems and if I were to die, they would be left without someone to help them up when they fall. They would be without someone to carry them through hard times when they lack the strength to do it themselves. I may come off as a royal asshole at times but if you find me on a better day, I might just be the person to put a smile back on your face and make you laugh for the first time in years.