I used to be legit. I was too legit. I was too legit to quit. but now I'm not legit. I'm unlegit. And for that reason, I must quit.

So.... as I am sitting here today pondering/day dreaming when a thought struck me.. the worries you have as a little child are so different than as an adult which is obvious, but it's funny to look back and see what caused me enough stress to burst out in cold sores at the age of 6! When I was a young lad, I remember worrying that at my baptism my Uncle David would see my underware through my white jump suit, I remember worrying that no boys (Chase Morrison) liked me my first year in middle school because I didn't wear make up and everyone else did. I remember driving passed Fashion Place mall, seeing some homie on the side of the road wearing JNCO's and a chain and worried sick some day for some tragic reason I would have to wear them, then vowing to the world I would never wear anything but spandex stirups. I remember worrying that the witches from Hocus Pocus would boil me while I was sleeping in my house on American River Canyon Drive in Folsom California. I remember worrying that Ward hated my guts for years because I threw a rotten potato and by some miracle I aimed just so, that it splattered all over him. (This is the first and only time I have ever seen him mad). I remember worrying that Cole would smash my wax fingers that I hid carefully behind the entertainment center when I was at school. I remember wanting my ears pierced so bad in 2nd grade because Michael Anne got her ears pierced when she was 3 and I wanted to be her. I remember dreading going to Indian Hills some days because Jill & Whitney loved pulling my hoodie strings and dragging me out of the lunch room down the hall by my head! ( Where we the guards when I needed them?). I remember worrying that Adam Llyod was going to wipe his boogers somewhere in the class room and I would touch it someday...EWWW!! I remember worrying that I wasn't as cute as the new girl Courtney Winnie in 5th grade. I remember worrying that my mom would make my hair bumpy for class pictures. I remember worrying that I was the biggest outcast at Karl Sundahl Dolphin Elementary because I didn't have pogs!! I remember worrying that Tawna (the girl in the sweatsuit) was going to steal my crush (Braden Hansen) because she invinted him to her baptism. I remember worrying that Jill (the girl in the frog shirt and red basketball shorts, with the amazingly long horse tail braid) wasn't going to pick me on her 4 square team out at the black top at Lone Peak Elementary and I would be "that girl" that sucked at everything. I remember ALWAYS worrying that my mom was pregnant... and she was!!


I am pretty sure I have lost sleep over all of these things, funny how things have changed.

What were your worries???

Love you,
CK