We will miss you greatly. We will miss you talking a lot, taking us fishing, sharing a good joke, or working on stuff in your shop. We will miss watching old western movies on the Telly, and taking constant napping. All the laughs, and tears you brought to us will be missed dearly. Thank you for all the joy you brought along with you, wether it was fishing or cleaning bullets or even laughing as you do something ridiculous. Thank you for supporting everyone in our family. Going to our games, to award ceremonies for getting the rank of Eagle Scout, to graduations, even marriage. Thank you. We love you. Rest in peace with God. 👼🏼
I'm just a normal teen right? No. I'm not. I'm just a random kid in the class right? Not necessarily. I have a sorta complicated life. It started when I was only a few months old. I was only a few months living with my biological mom who was a single mom who struggled. I ended up getting Menigitis and knocking that outta the park. Later my mom started leaving me with intoxicated people to watch and care for me. Not the best thing to do. Then some stuff happened with the State and she got in trouble with moving around and all. But before I continue you are probably wondering where I'm from right? I'm from Klamath Fals Oregon. Basically a really small town somewhere in the state of Or. So to continue, my mom and I move out of state against her orders not to and I get taken when she refuses to come back. She is given a choice to come and re-claim me and start over and try to raise me right, or I get put up for adoption. She complies after some thought and we start over. Just when all seems well she takes me to Wyoming. I again get taken and she gets the same options once more. The State waits and she does not come back. So I get put up for adoption. Nobody but her knows her reason not to take her only son back. Last I heard she married some guy who's horrible with people in Montana. I go through foster care for a while and end up getting Spastic Diplergia, which is another form of Menigitis. Around that time a family decided they wanted to adopt and they chose me. I had to go through a year of physical therapy to bring me to somewhat normal. That also included speak therapy. When I was two my dad (Mr.Szueber) finally adopted me and took me under his wing with loving care. As I grew up everything was delayed for me. I was so small in fourth grade that my parents held me back. Middle school comes around and I'm still a scrawny little guy. I would barley eat because of ADHD mess so my parents decided it was time to take me off of it. I went from around 4lbs in sixth grade to 70-80lbs in eight. Come summer before freshman year I hit my first growth spurt and topped 90lbs and a height of 4'11". Sophomore year I hit another a little harder. I hit 130lbs and shot past five feet. Now I'm a teen with a lot of streets a FULL SIZE loving family and am around 5'9"-5'10" and sadly still in the 130lbs range 😂. I've never been shy, and am always a sorta outgoing non-stop talker with a few issues. I've worked hard on stress and not keeping things about me hidden, for instance I used to do a lot of drugs when I was younger because I was always stressed and never fit in and hated life. Though my sarcasm game is strong I can be very nice yet very annoying. 😎😁✌🏼️💪🏼🙏🏼 oh and I'm religious. I love God with a passion. Ciao!
What am I grateful for? I call it the four "F's" (not the failing kind you get in school). What is this "four F's" thing you might ask? Well I'll tell you. 1:Faith, 2:Family, 3:Friends, 4:Food. These four things can make a nice baseline for a grand life if you use them correctly and respectfully. These just happen to be a few things I'm grateful for. That and sleep. Sleep is important 😴😎. I'm grateful for the F's because without them life would be a little more difficult...especially food.😂 I've been around faith for most my life so it is just a normal occurrence to me. Family is what helped build me to what I am now and to what I will be in the future. Friends help bring joy and laughter and someone to vent to in hard times. And food keeps me a happy man, especially after exercising a lot. Those are what I'm grateful for. So yeah. Ciao!
So if you haven't guessed it yet I can be a total dork and can be really obnoxious. But that's just my way of being a happy camper😎. Though I do respect others opinions and will shut up ONLY if y'all ask NICELY! I don't listen to snide commands. I've run this way since I can remember and I plan on keeping that streak. Aside from that I can be a nice person once I get to know y'all's a lil bit more. Just don't push my buttons because I'll remember next time you come asking for something. And just be aware if I'm, tired, stressed, or having a bad day, cuz I'll snap faster than usual. I'm 17 (18 in January!! Whoop Whoop!♒️♨️), lineman in football🏈, junior✌🏼 (obvi), and the Son of our football team's head coach😛. If you read this whole blog, thank you.
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