The question "Who am I?" has huge implications and has been pondered by some of the greatest thinkers in the world for centuries. It can be evaluated and expounded upon in innumerable ways. But, really, that's just a whole can of worms that I don't feel like opening. So I'll refrain from the philosophical. I'm Sam Sherman. Samuel Lloyd Sherman, if you want to get specific. I'm eighteen years old and a (soon-to-be) graduate of Klein Collins High School. I was born and raised in Houston and have lived nowhere else. By now I'm so used to the weather I don't even really feel the humidity, and I'm afraid that I can't live anywhere with a winter harsher that twenty degrees. So my options are Houston, Miami, San Diego, and the Amazon. I would consider myself an introvert. I know too many people claim this, but I truly prefer being alone to being with friends about ninety percent of the time and it's a hundred percent if it's with strangers. I feel strained after one day of school or a few hours socializing with friends. I'm strained after twenty minutes I have to socialize with people I don't know. I love the sound of silence (cue Simon and Garfunkel), but I can make do with droning out a crowd. Inane small talk annoys me greatly. So as you can imagine I'm just the belle of the ball. I assure you I do have friends and can have fun in social situations. It's just when I'm in the mood. I'm sure this isn't really painting an accurate picture of who I am, but I don't think I ever could.
Chapter 1: who am i?