Hey Look, A Distraction!

Anonymous asked: Can you post a picture of what you look like at this very moment?

Waddup? I’m just hanging out on my bed. I’m tired and bored too.

I just got back from my last Boy Scout Court of Honor

Mr. Jones, my scoutmaster for like 5 years, and one of my very good friends, dedicated a part of the ceremony to me. He had me come up, and he talked about how I was one of his best scout and almost considers me one his own sons. I got my Gold Palm, 7-Year Service Star, 60-Mile Desert Hike Patch, and a Boy Scout Coin, which I will definitely be taking to college with me. Once I got all my awards, Mr. Jones came up and showed the 70+ people there a picture book he made for me. It had photos of me all throughout my scouting career, and a bunch of ones with us together. Then I gave a speech and encouraged the younger scouts, who are about 11 years old, to never give up and chase what they believe in. When the meeting was over, about 10 scouts personally came up to me and told me I was an inspiration to them and that they wanted to be like me. I never knew how much I meant to them, and by the time the 7th scout said that to me, I was just about bawling.

I’ve had some of the best times of my life in Scouting. I’ve seen things nobody else in my school has seen, like a trail we found that hadn’t been hiked on in 40 years. I’ve biked thousands of miles, and hiked hundreds. I’ve been whitewater river rafting, fishing at the now closed San Clemente Naval Base, and walked on the salt flats of Death Valley. I have so many memories from Scouts that have really made me who I am today. I’m so torn up about aging out, but I know that what I learned in my years with Troop 319 will help me through the rest of my life.

I have to stop typing now because I’m actually starting to cry. 

Anonymous asked: Can we get a picture of your new and clean face?

Sure thing