Sorry, this isn't a mission!

So having pastacio fruit salad is really good! I'm thinking about writing some of my random thoughts down... would you like to hear them you two? Gosh, ok. I don't really know if i have any. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.... he left his comfort place and stepped outside of what he liked to call, " the safe zone." He never really felt wanted there. Everyone looked with their condesending eyes upon his greasy hair and glasses which were too big for his face. People pretended not to notice him. He didn't let other's get him down, oh no. He was determined to make something of himself someday and he believed it with all of his heart. Never worried about what other's told him he couldn't do because those comments only made him pursue it with a much deeper passion than before. He always wondered if people would notice him if maybe he did his hair different, or if he got contacts and dumped those obnoxious glasses. But he knew that those miniscule things about a person's image didn't make them who they were and he wasn't about to give in to the ridicule and laughter just to please people who didn't even care about him. He was searching for that one day when he could stand on his own two feet and forget about all that he depended on before. He was waiting for that day, he lived for that day.