Throughout my high school career as a wannabe playboy, I have been on the sidelines amongst the nerds due to reality keeping people like me in check. When I was younger, I was outgoing and considered a “cutie.” Now, I am socially awkward around the ladies. All said and done, my reality is that I have nothing going for me. I’ve never liked being compared to something I’m not. My family has a strong reputation, but I seem to be the downfall. People wonder why I’m not like my siblings; in fact, there have been allegations that I was adopted. That would make for a good story, but this isn’t one of them. In my brain is a nagging urge of self improvement. I have always wanted to live up to everyone’s expectations, but it seems that my work ethic is quite lacking. I will never be what they want, so I have decided to do things outside of the norm.