Who is Adam Bobat: the blog

Yes, I like being alone. Don’t get me wrong; I still like spending time with friends and family, but at some point, I just want to be alone. I get the rare opportunity to reflect on who I am, to enjoy small pleasures, and to be able to recharge without distractions.  One of the main reasons I enjoy being alone is that it gives me a time and place to reflect on myself. This includes going over what I did that day, the past week, what I did badly, what I could do better, and what I want to accomplish. Most of the time, I reflect on small wins or losses. For example, a goal I have had for a long time is to stop cursing and limit my use of swear words. When I am at home around my family, I rarely ever say those kinds of words, but when I am away from my family and with friends, the words just come out. When I reflect on this goal, I think about whether I used foul language that day, and if I didn’t, I count that as a win. Another goal I have for myself is to sleep early, preferably bef...

If there was something I was really good at, it would be procrastination. I can remember that I started procrastinating during COVID-19 because our assignments were easy enough that I could finish them in 15 minutes. Because of this, I would choose to watch YouTube, scroll social media, or play games, and this still holds true today. Back in seventh grade, I had to make a presentation about a poet, mine was on Robert Frost, and I finished that presentation 20 minutes before I had to present it. Another example of my procrastination was in seventh-grade history. Our history teacher, Mrs. Gregg, would give us electronic journals with twenty-plus slides we would fill out over the span of a few weeks before the test. For every two to three slides, you would have to watch a 40-minute-long video, but I never did that. The night before it was due, I would Google all the questions and information I needed to fill out on the pages and finish the journal in an hour or so. I never got anything be...

Honestly? Nah, I wouldn’t mind. If my parents were to start a blog about me, it would be the most boring thing on the internet. It would be similar to watching paint dry. For those who don’t know me, I am a very boring individual living a very unproductive life.  Let’s do a little thinking. What would my mom say about me in her blog? It would go something like this: “Today, my son woke up at noon, stared at his phone for an hour, ate a questionable amount of food, and then disappeared into his room. Later, he emerged to ask what’s for dinner. Then he sat on his phone for a few more hours.” If you were to read a blog, you would want some sort of thrill, drama, or humor. My life has none of that. On weekdays, I wake up at 7:30, roll out of bed, and go to the bathroom to take care of business and brush my teeth. Skipping breakfast, I get changed, put on my shoes, grab my belongings, and get into the car. The next fifteen minutes are me driving to school while my mom lectures me. Once ...

     Alright, so let’s go back to seventh grade me. I was an avid Naruto watcher and connoisseur. I know what you’re thinking right now. Were you a weeb? The answer would be yes. I was an anime nerd who would practice weaving hand signs together and picture myself producing imaginary Rasengans and Chidoris. I would tie a tie around my forehand and pretend it was a headband because my mom never let me buy an actual headband. During recess and physical education, I would run with my arms behind my back, visualizing Naruto, Rock Lee, Might Guy, and Kakashi in my mind. During lunch, my friends and I would have heated arguments about which characters were the strongest, who had the best abilities, and more. For example, one of these heated arguments was whether Itachi Uchiha or Shisui Uchiha was stronger. The correct answer is Itachi. If you don’t agree with me we can talk about it. I would go around saying “Dattebayo,” which means believe it. At home, I would say lines from t...