I am a countless number of sports attempts. I asked my mom to sign me up for every sport: basketball, gymnastics, taekwondo, soccer, and so on. Looking up at half the games from the infamous bench, I never learned that sports would not be my thing until most other athletes surpassed my limited dexterity and I understood that you needed to possess at least some athletic ability to play a sport. Sports for me became more community oriented than skill oriented and adjusting this mindset was vital to my ‘athletic’ success.

I thought, Maybe I am a “music person”? While attempting to discover my passion, I now believe it would have been wise for my parents to encourage instruments less disruptive than trumpet and drums. Even my singing was stunningly abysmal and I was forced to accept that I was undeniably not a “music person”. Nowadays, my musical talent is isolated to my car, Angus, where I luckily can turn the music up loud enough to block out my lack of tune.

At seven I started my first company. “Bead Creature, Inc.” made, advertised, and sold a variety of colorful bead keychains to an unenthusiastic second grade class. Maybe I’ll be an entrepreneur? Undeterred by my shortcomings in the industry, at nine I became a magazine publisher and writer for the series "The Imaginary World”. Of course this career …show more content…
I was, however, the supporting actor for my cat. I really thought I had found my thing. Being a movie producer was my unquestionable destiny. I have produced, edited, filmed, or starred in over thirty of my own movies, music videos, tv shows, talk shows, and commercials. I sat my parents down in front of iMovie to watch Every... Single... One. I now realize that they painstakingly sat at the computer with eyes glazed over. I was oblivious to the fact that their complements were likely lies, because I was too busy giggling in the background saying “Wait for