Stubborn Regrets
I was thinking earlier of a couple times when I was a kid and how I acted stubborn.
A couple examples:
We were on a trip and driving along some coast. My family wanted to stop at a viewpoint, but since we had seen a bunch already I didn't want to, so I got mad and grumpy and ended up staying in the car. About 5 minutes later I regretted it because I saw that there were all of these sealions or walruses or something like that on the beach, really close to everyone, but I was too stubborn to admit that I wanted to see them so I stayed in the car.
Another time:
My family wanted to see Shrek. I wanted to see another movie, but they made me go. I said it was dumb and made up my mind that it was going to be a really stupid movie, so I sat, glaring at the screen. I had to try so hard not to laugh but I couldn't because I was just too stubborn and couldn't show my parents that they were right.
A couple examples:
We were on a trip and driving along some coast. My family wanted to stop at a viewpoint, but since we had seen a bunch already I didn't want to, so I got mad and grumpy and ended up staying in the car. About 5 minutes later I regretted it because I saw that there were all of these sealions or walruses or something like that on the beach, really close to everyone, but I was too stubborn to admit that I wanted to see them so I stayed in the car.
Another time:
My family wanted to see Shrek. I wanted to see another movie, but they made me go. I said it was dumb and made up my mind that it was going to be a really stupid movie, so I sat, glaring at the screen. I had to try so hard not to laugh but I couldn't because I was just too stubborn and couldn't show my parents that they were right.
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Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming ...."WOW! What a ride!!!!!"
LUNCH with THEOLDMAN...On a break for now...
Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming ...."WOW! What a ride!!!!!"
LUNCH with THEOLDMAN...On a break for now...


