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Personal Narrative: Pinterest Loss
I had found myself filling five water bottles up at the drinking fountain when I asked myself “How did I get here? How did I let myself fall so low?” and that's when it hit me… I had just made a terrible mistake, that I can't undo. It all started when my english class was asked to come up with a challenge to do for 30 days. It didn’t seem too long at the time, I fooled around with the ideas of making a new pinterest food every day; then remembered all the pinterest fails I’ve had. (Quietly shudders)
Remembering I had just watched the movie “Yes Man” over the weekend, I thought it would be the funniest thing ever to live the “Yes Man” life style for my project! I made little rules so I wouldn’t do drugs or spend a fortune on my friends over
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So I guess this got me out of my semi-large bubble, I love to try new things and usually like change. But on February 17, 2016 I was at Mutual and we were playing fugitive, my friend Lauren asked me to try to get to the end with her so I said…….”Ya sure!” I was super tired from practice but she was running so I had to too. We were staked out in this dirt lot and the Young Men's leader drove his truck onto the dirt lots! I was going to get run over! So I jumped up and sprinted toward Sunrise Ridge Intermediate school. Lauren saw the barb wire fence but I didn't! She hurdles the fence, because it not that tall it only came about four inches above my knee, and I rammed full speed ahead into that sucker! You can guess what happened, I flipped face first right on over that fence onto the other side! I landed in a pile of tumbleweeds and spiky bushes! I was laughing so hard!!! I wish I could have watched! And that is just the best part, all the people chasing me in the truck watched the whole thing unfold! So I guess saying yes can be dangerous.
Researching yes is so therapeutic too, if you haven't tried looking up “How to say yes to life” I would really suggest it. I was directed to the site mindful.org and it totally reminded me of the yes man movie! All of these inspirational quotes were drowning me like, “Say yes to your needs. Yes to the need for more time to yourself, more exercise, more love, fewer sweets, and less anger.” (a quote by Rick hansen in the essay How to say “yes” to your life). I for one disagree with the less sweets, candy can solve any


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