A Math Problem

As most of you know, I used to be one heck of a scandal. I don't think that some of my friends who are out on their missions will believe when they get home that I have slowed down my scandinaity to become a much better person. I also don't believe that most of my missionary friends will believe my very real ambition to serve a mission. They would probably say these two words - NU-UH! - Yeah, just like that. It's cool though, I mean, I don't blame them. I judge others on their past sometimes too. It's just that, I don't know. Sometimes I feel like a floozy.

Then, I realize, that I am not other people. My opinions and my own little ideas aren't what others are. I'm not saying that I will tell my children to use their lips to understand the world, I wouldn't recommend it. Mostly because loose lips sink ships. You know? I just need to remember that I am who I am, and that I can't do anything about my past, but can do everything about my future.

One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Five.
Six.
Seven.
Eight.
Nine.
Ten.
Eleven.
Twelve.
Thirteen.

Age: 15 to 20
Years: 5
5Y/13K = 2.6KperY

What an equation!

The whole point of this post is to record my thoughts, and understand that I am different. And though it might be sort of shameful, but it's life. LIFE. MY LIFE. Which I love. Plus, at the time it's worth it.

After thinking about this for a moment, I realized I forgot two.

So the grand total is 15
Which is
5Y/15K = 3KperY