Not Making the Best Decisions: By Jacob Adams.

While trying to think about what my final post should be able I decided I should write able something I do well. Which is doing dumb stuff. Some may call it dumb but I call it having fun, and life is too short  not to have fun. No one wants to be on their deathbed and look back on life, and realize they never did anything that could have killed them a lot sooner. My bad decision making started at a young age, as noted in a early post when little me got his head stuck in a training seat. How could I forget the good ol' climbing a tree just to fall out of it. Not on purpose of course things just happen. Than there was jumping too close to the trampoline net opening and falling off it. At about the age of five you think it's a great idea to jump on the bed, well its fun and all until you fall off and hit your head on the floor, or see how high you can jump only to have the ceiling fan blade let you know you jumped too high. As I grew older you would think I learned my lesson and quit doing silly things but I didn't. If anything it got worse. I was a it of trouble maker and didn't like to listen, in preschool I once put myself in timeout to avoid cleanup. I was just too smart for preschool. There was this time in kindergarten this kid was using the bathroom and I turned off the bathroom light and ran away. I got busted for running. Many of my more dumb school choices were in sixth grade, the dumbest happen early one morning, everyday me and Chase had to go get ice because the teachers were lazy. Anyway it was a very stormy morning lots of lightning, and we have metal ice scoops. What could go wrong? So at this time we thought it would be smart to hold them straight up in the air, no risk at all. I could on, and on but this is my last post and I'm finished.