Oh, well, it's hard to interpret certain things through writing. O.O
And yeah, that's probably because you idolized him; had him up on a pedestal and now that he's been knocked down, you know you can't get him back up there again. It's just one of those things that happens. You'll learn not to put people up on pedestals. =/
Hmm. Well, no offense, but, love, you're rather young. People aren't perfect. It's impossible to not have faults. And the thing is, everyone wears a mask in front of others whether they realize it or not. It's a defense mechanism that's ingrained in every human's basic instincts. What you have to realize is that he's the same person he's always been. It's like armor; just because you stop polishing it and it loses it's shine, doesn't mean that it's not the same armor. He's still him, you've just learned a little more about him. It's a good thing, not a bad thing. Don't worry.
Well, that's what an autobiography does sometimes depending on the author. And besides, if you wanted to know more about your Uncle, you have to scratch at the surface and then dig deep. It's one of the things with any relationship, really. You grow and learn and figure things out about the other person the longer you know them. =)
Scorpions are awesome. ^^
Haha. Don't worry, you'll find something else to read. Besides, I don't think that will be the last thing he ever writes. lol
Hahaha. Well, one person's trash is another person's treasure. You idolize him, so of course you would find it interesting. He, on the other hand, seems to have rather low self-esteem, either that or he's extremely modest, so I don't think he would view his own creation - expecially an autobiography - as something worthwhile. =/
Hahahaha. Well, I got my nickname from my mom. She said that when I was younger I could fit my whole arm in a mouse hole. Not to mention i used to sleep in places like the trashcan, the dishwasher and the dryer. .
Hahaha. Awesome!! I'm excited for you. . Considering you read my stuff, though, I don't think "appropriate" matters. lol
Babies don't like me for some reason. You get them around four and up to maybe thirteen and I'm good, but babies always cry when I'm around. I have no idea why. O.O
Okay. . That's kind of creepy, I'm not going to lie. Not because you call her Mouse, but because I've been known as "Mouse" since I was born. My mom calls me it and my choir director even did when we had two "Mary's" in the class. That's sooooooooooooooo weird. . . . >.<
Hahaha. Sorry. that's funny. She sounds like me. I always think there's a problem if things are going too well with a guy - and that creates a problem in itself, so. . yeah. Poor girl. lolol