Ugh so Joy got me to do this all about me thing while I was supposed to be doing my nails, so here we go…

My purpose- Uh hello isn't it obvious? Just take one look at Riley and you'll see what my purpose is.

My friends- Friends? If you referring to those morons who always overreact about everything then let's just say it's complicated. Ok so there not actually morons but you would feel the same way if you had to put up with Joy and her constant dancing around, Sadness and her negative comments, Fear and his ridiculously long lists and not to mention Anger and his stupid temper tantrums. Ugh! Sometimes I feel as if I'm the only normal one here ! On the other hand they can be useful too, so I guess they're not that bad.

What makes me mad- Let's get this straight there are plenty of things for Riley to be disgusted about. For instance spiders creeping up on us, lying on a dirty floor in a sleeping bag or when mom and dad try it on with their 'cool talk'. But the one thing that really pushed my limits is broccoli. I can't even stand the mention of the word! Anyway in the past mom and dad have always told us that broccoli is good for you especially when she was little, however I was the one to tell them in my own special way that broccoli is just disgustingly disturbing. Unfortunately it doesn't stop it from sliming its way into the public domain, in particular that revolting pizza place. I mean seriously who puts broccoli on pizza? Ugh!

My worst fear - I'm not going to deny this but no matter how sarcastic I can be at times I do have one fear. This isn't easy for me to say but the thought of repeating the horrific event of last years new move to San Francisco freaks me out, even more than broccoli! The reason being is because this time last year we were forced to leave our much loved home where we spent a good majority of our childhood to a ghastly house that looked awful. This leads me to my next point as during the time it took to adjust to all these changes, Riley was falling apart.

It had started with the little things such as the mini argument with mom and dad, unfortunately it just got worse from there. It certainly didn't help when a certain red emotion made all the personality islands crumble to pieces and falling into the memory dump, however I had some part to play as well. The worst of it came when the idea of running away came into action. To be fair that was mostly Anger's fault ,on the other hand I didn't exactly protest against the idea. In the end it was Sadness who was able to fix our mistake and to help us realise that it was time to move on from the past and to look towards the future. I do admit that I had never considered the point in Sadness but at the end of the day if it wasn't for her then Riley wouldn't be who she is now .

My dream - This is a no brainer! My dream is to insure that Riley mixes with the right people during her time at school as well as making sure she's aware of the latest fashion trends. Most of all I hope that Riley goes through life knowing if something socially or physically tries to disgust her then she can count on me to be on the case to keep all the revolting aspects of life to the absolute minimum, or in other words away from her completely.

That's it I'm done.