Sometimes I wish that I had a testamony that was real spectacular if you know what I mean. I mean, no one really cares about the testamony of a girl who was a goody two shoes to begin with, and never rebelled or did anything like that, never did drugs, never anything like that, and who everyone thinks is good to begin with. Who cares? Those people who were real bad and did every drug and got into trouble up to their armpits, then turned 180 and came to Christ, those are the amazing testamonies. I think a lot of times people think that the "good" ones, the ones who never get into an ounce of trouble are the ones who are fine, and "oh we don't need to worry about her." I think this can be very misleading, because they don't know what goes on inside, and too often the "good" ones are overlooked, and never get the help they may need, because people assume they are good from the get go and have no issues. Sometimes I think the more outright bad ones are the lucky ones, because they get the help, whether they want it or not, whereas the "good" ones don't get the help that they may need, and often have to go out after it themselves because no one takes a second glance.