Hey, you probably know what this chapter is about. My dream of changing the world for the better.
This is probably gonna sound cheesy, but I care for the world and everything in it, except mosquitoes. I don't mind mosquitoes, I'm just allergic to their bite, so I don't like it when they bite me, so I don't show much remorse if I slap one on instinct. I feel a tiny pang of guilt, but not much. Anyways, I'm getting off subject. Let's continue.
Like I was saying, I care for the world, for each and every one of you, for the plants and animals, for the water and the dirt and the rocks, and I feel that you and everyone and everything on this planet deserve to be happy, but I don't just care for our world.
I care for whole universe and everything in it, the galaxies, the planets, the stars, the comets, meteors, and asteroids. I don't just want to make the world a better place, I want to make the universe a better place because I care for the universe, I care for everything in the universe, and I care for all of you out there most of all, but I can't show favoritism, so this is the one time you will see me do so.
Oh dear, my foot has gone numb. Anyways, yeah. I just want to make the world (and the universe, for that matter) a better place because I care, and I think we all deserve to be happy.
Yeah, this probably sounds really cheesy, but it's how I feel.
It's how my dad feels too, and my mom, and my stepdad.
My foot isn't numb anymore, but I'm hungry.
For candy. Lots of candy, sadly, the pic isn't mine, I wish I had that much candy to munch on.
My PCA just offered to drive me over to dad's so we can visit. She just has to finish a couple phone calls. I guess in awhile, I'll be spending time with dad. 😄
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"Diary" of an Autistic
Non-FictionHi. I'm Jas, and in case you didn't know, I am autistic. I have Asperger's Syndrome. I'm writing this book just so I can jot some of my thoughts down, and so you can see what it's really like to be autistic, well, for me at least. My best friend mad...