I, Me, My

Hey everybody its Drewsky! Where to begin? Hmm... Well I guess it all started when I was born but we can skip the boring part and just cut to the chase. So my full name is Andrew Eric Lindsay Jr. Not the biggest fan of it but whatever. Anyways, I was born in Greensboro, NC in the amazing year of 1990.... Yeah Light! Anyways, so as far as my childhood goes, I suppose you could say it was a "normal" Mormon life growing up. You know, going to Primary and what not. Anywho, middle school was a living hell for me because I was this awkward little fat kid that smelled funny and didnt really know how to cope with a lot of things. I got over it pretty quick the help of my new high school friends who appreciated me for who I was. Personally, I think high school was a huge joke but you have to attend it in order to do anything with your life. Other than that, high school in general sucked. I hated all my teachers, nobody ever seemed to want to hang out with me, those who did did so because they probably felt like they had to. Idk, it wasnt really the best rollercoaster ride of my life. I made some pretty good friends eventually though and I've been doing ok so far. One of my best friend being Preston Brown who, currently, hates my guts. I can't explain why bc that is another story. Anyways, so the whole high school experience was ridiculously retarded and I hated every minute of it, especially since I had some pretty bad ADD (Attention Deficit Disorder). So eventually, I graduated (barely) and I moved out of the house a few months later. Again, a whole other story. I went to live with Preston for about 6 or 7 months and had the freaking time of my life. We did everything together, yes, EVERYTHING. I wouldnt trade that experience for anything in the world. So the time soon came where he would be leaving on his mission for our church within a few months. Being around him for such a long time and knowing him for a VERY long time was going to be extremely difficult to let him go. But I knew it was the right thing for him to do. So the day came where he kicked me out of his house for doing something stupid, and that too is another story. So I was extremely upset bc at this point I had pissed him off enough to the point where he wouldnt even talk to me. I didnt even get to say goodbye to him when he left for his mission. I wish I could have made things right with him before he left but alas, I never did. It makes me sad to think about this all the time. I get super upset sometimes to the point of crying about it because its not exactly easy to have a best friend who suddenly hates you and wont talk to you and then leaves for two years. I mean, thats pretty jacked up. Anyways, last summer Preston started taking me to YSA (Young Single Adult) activities at our church. I have been having an awesome time attending these activities. I have seen a change in my attitude about wanting to be at church and actually participate instead of being forced to go by my parents. Its a whole new ball game for me when I actually have a desire to do something and not get forced to do it by my parents. Idk, im just sort of babbling at this point. So I am still currently attending these activities as much as possible and I have made up the decision to go on my own mission in a few months. Im preparing to go now but I still have a long ways before I'm truly ready to go. But until then, I will just keep attending YSA stuff and keep going to church....