I WISH it were the ability to go back in time via a Delorean equipped with a Flux Capacitor and a Mr. Fusion, or even with the benefit of lightning or plutonium for the 1.21 Gigawatts (with a soft g!). But alas, I’m stuck here in 2004 *sigh*.

What I do have in common with Mr. McFly is a short fuse.

*if you haven’t seen the Back to the Future movies (shame on you!!!), I am going to tell a key point of the trilogy/the ending so this is your spoiler warning*

So yeah, remember how Marty couldn’t stand to be called a chicken? And it turns out that his fate in Part 2 was directly related to that. Well the same thing is going to happen to me.

From growing up with Nina, to the present on the various message boards I’m a part of, I’m easily goaded into arguments. All it takes is one little thing and I go full throttle. I know it’s destructive behavior, but it’s like I can’t help myself. When someone makes me angry/challenges me, I have to “give it to them”.

It’s by far my biggest flaw (and I’m telling the world, so all of you that secretly, or not so secretly, hate me feel free to exploit it). Even if I end up looking like a fool in the process, I just have to give people a piece of my mind when they cross me. When people don’t believe I can do something, I just have to show them I can do it, even if I end up like Marty McFly and smash a Rolls Royce in the process.

I need to learn from Marty’s mistakes!!!