People tell large people to go out and lose weight, but they still complain when they're on the treadmill next to them at the gym. In many states, first cousins are allowed to marry, but members of the same sex aren't.
And when I have my helmet on, I can't ride my bike halfway across town without being stared at.
I don't understand how the concept of bike helmets has become so ridiculously foreign that seeing a teenage girl wear one is like seeing a turtle outswim Micheal Phelps.
Why is this so weird?
I'm being safe.
So in case I fall and bash my head against the pavement, my helmet will protect my brains from spilling.
I apologize for that graphic image, but I felt it was necessary to prove my point.
And to all you adolescent boys who think riding your bike with no helmet is the coolest thing since sliced bread:
Have fun tripping over a rock, and ending up paralyzed for the rest of your life because you didn't want to wear a helmet. Because they're not "cool".
But I'm sure that paying thousands in medical bills for the rest of your life is cool too. Especially since it could have been all avoided with a cheap $10 biking helmet from Target.
Gosh, that's the coolest thing ever.
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On a side note, (I know this is long overdue) but if you could vote for me as a Top Kid Blogger, it would mean the world to me.
If I had my way, every time someone voted, I would send a bouncing leprechaun their way armed with rainbows and a pot of gold.
But since I don't hoard leprechauns in my basement, nor do I have spare pots of gold, you'll have to settle with this small paragraph of thanks.
So, thank you for putting up with me. And for supporting me.
And for giving me all these warm sentimental feelings.
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