Things I'm Scared To Do.

I am a wuss. I don't like to do many things because they are frightening. Social events, sports, cleaning the tub. My mind always things of ways that can turn an everyday thing into something dredful. Here is a list of things and reasons why I'm scared to do them:

1. Typing really long questions on the Google search bar.
          -I try to make the question as simple as possible and short as possible so I can get better answers, but it's hard to sum down questions like "why does my bedroom floor make a clicking sound at night on Thursdays when I'm all alone in my room and no one is able around to witness it?" or "is there a way I can get a massive amount of hot tomato soup into my small thermos without spilling all over the counter top and making my day a little harder?"

2. Changing the shampoo/conditioner I use.
          -What if my scalp is used to the shampoo/conditioner I've been using for so long that if I decide to randomly switch without consolidating my head it would make my hair have a bad reaction and fall out because it's mad?

3. When I have to keep saying "What?" when the other conversationalist decides to either not speak up or make any sense.
           -After about the 3rd "what?" (which I usually mudder and kind of give a nervous laugh) I feel like the other person is already frustrated with my not-so-acute hearing skills and whatever they wanted to tell me, important or not, would have to be left unsaid and I am left in the world of uncertainty.

4. Meet and Greets.
           -I thought these would end once I entered high school, but they are still here. It happens about 8 times during the first two days of school when teachers think that they can get a room full of awkward stereotypically different teenagers to become best friends by assigning some cheesey name-game or organizing smaller groups to sit together in a small room to tell each other their favorite color. Like speed dating, but we are voluntold to do it.

5. Geting My Hair Cut.
           - once every blue moon I get an awesome haircut. But about 99% of the time, I get a lady that doesn't know what she's doing. I tell her what I want in full detail, including pictures, but she abolishes my ideas and invisions what she thinks would look better instead.

I forgot my glasses today.

Usually, I wear contacts during my days of life. But I used all of my years supply and my mom still yet has to make me an appointment to get more. So instead, I have been using my glasses but they are hard to remember to put on my face, because it's hard to find them because I can't see.
I made the mistake of sitting in the back of all my classes on the first day of school when the teacher wrote down the seating chart. I wore my contacts the first couple weeks so I didn't think about days when I would absolutly need to see the board. Without my glasses, I look like the stupid kid in the back trying to take notes.



At the end of class, the kid that sits next to me hates me by then because all class I distracted him by asking him to read me what the teacher wrote on the board so I could write it down.

Another thing I usually forget that ruins my day is a ponytail holder. I always have one on my wrist 90% of the time, but on those 10% days it corresponds with when I forget my glasses or wear the same underwear as the day before.

Don't think I don't notice you say "Oh, you look fine!" and then turn around and talk to your other friend saying "Look at that messed up non-humidity resisting poor excuse for a human being!"

Just when you start to think "Man, you should get some sort of cash prize for all the daily things you go through.", it gets worse. During the months of November and December, I start to see a decline in my clothing that are still concidered "cool", or even clothes that still fit. I'm being seen in the same outfit twice a week, or people start to question me.

I started to think that these people don't want to know the answer to the questions they ask, so all they do is ask it really loudly while making a scene to get as much people to look at you as possible.

Cool, I made a blog!

My name is Megan Hammon, and this is my blog.

The purpose of this blog is to take up space on the interwebs. HA!
Just kidding, it's for me to post my life. Basically a diary but I won't be telling you any secrets like who I'm crushing on, what I stole that day, links to cures, stuff like that.

I don't expect followers soon, probably after I start posting some drawings because I want the world to see my point of view on things through illustration.

Here is me!

And my finger.