My Seven Deadly Sins

Greed:	High
Gluttony:	Medium
Wrath:	Low
Sloth:	High
Envy:	Medium
Lust:	Low
Pride:	Medium

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This is quite accurate. Accurate to how I view myself, but maybe you have a different opinion on it. So Let's review each one shall we? We'll start from the bottom because I have the least to say about the vices that maintain the loosest grip on my personality.

Lust. This one, being the simplest to explain, might prove to be the most difficult to explain. I suppose that makes it a good place to start. Being a post-pubescent teenage boy, one might expect this vice to be the driving force of my life. But, being a teenage boy, one might also expect me not to really be in a world that exposes me to such things, now would they? It is, definitely, and regrettably not on of the most important things of my life at the time. I'll be sure to make plenty of time later.

Wrath: I pride myself, publicly, on being a pacifist. Although, being as outgoing as I am, I've gotten myself in to more than a few situation where either one or both parties has a nigh-uncontrollable urge to send fists flying. While I do honestly believe in my policy of non-violence, many of these instances, I have been on of the parties, itching to crack some heads. It really boils down to two thing: self-control, and my over all ability to actually crack head successfully. Which is low.

Envy: I actually thought this one would be higher on the list. I also believe that this vice stands out the most to one's self, the easiest to identify. Mostly because to asses it openly, unlike the others. "I wish I had his coat." "She should be with me." One thinks these things, and acknowledges them as envious. I suppose this isn't higher on the list because I don't let it bother me too much. Do I envy other people? Sure. More than other? Probably. But I realize that nothing will change if I don't make it.

Gluttony: I eat. Simple as that. I eat quite a bit. With no restrictions or taboo, save taste. I sedate my hunger with food. A basic instinct that doesn't cause much of a problem. I suppose (I've been supposing quite a bit during this post) that I'm lucky. Lucky in the sense that it doesn't affect me as it does other people.

Pride: In contrast to Envy, this vice may be the most difficult to identify. Maybe because it's so general. ride in what? Pride in your work, pride in your children, pride in your self? I honestly doubt I'll be able to reveal the manifestations of my pride accurately. I mask my ego in my Über-ego. you see, my über-ego is a silly facade. A performance I put on to sort of sarcastically show my real ego. I'll do my little dance, and talk with a half-way-kidding voice and talk about how great I am, and laugh about it. This leaves people to go "oh, he isn't an ego-centric maniac," but at the same time, they wonder, how much I was actually kidding. It's been oh so very prevalent in my life, that I'm not even sure how far the rabbit hole goes. My real ego could be half the size of my über-ego, but who knows?

Greed: I have openly accepted my greed. And out of all of these vices, I find myself to be the most ashamed of this one in particular. I'm actually a little afraid to go too far in depth, even though a maximum of three people read this blog. But my greed has extended to the point of theft and what I loathe to label kleptomania; a habit I hope I've kicked. It doesn't feel dead though. It feels dormant. And that scares me. It scares me that I take things. Never from people I know (jokingly, I'll take someones phone, only to give it back when they inquire), but still from people. It scares me that I know it's a terrible thing, but I do it anyway. And every time I do, I feel as low as dirt, and as paranoid as Marvin the Android. But still. It always happens again... I don't want it to. I want it to stay dormant and stay dead.

Sloth: Possibly the most obvious to everyone else is my lazyness. So evident in my life that it wormed it's way into the title of my blog! I feel that this may be doing me the most harm at the moment. This is certainly not a forgiving world for those with apathy for activity. I have to maintain good grades to get into a good college, get good grades for a degree, and eventually I'll have to work hard at a career. I call myself a writer, and if I do say so myself, the few poems I have written are pretty good (Oh! There's pride!). But I emphasize the word few in the previous sentence. If I can ever stop being such a dilatory slacker, I might actually make some great poems someday. If I'm lucky I'll even get that book I've been planning since the fifth grade published. I want to say I've been getting better at it. I feel as though I'm taking it in a sink or swim manner. As school requires me to take on more responsibility and take more time out of my leisurely lifestyle, I accept and adapt. Lately though. I feel just a little behind.

I want money. I want women, status, and power. I want everything this world's selling and eternity is topping the list! ~ Greed