I was born at Kaiser Hospital somewhere on Sunset Boulevard in Los Angeles,California. I lived there for a few years and have some vague memories until I moved to Mexico. I hated living in Mexico. Luckily, I only had to endure the absolute boredom a third world country brings to a child for 6 months and was then transposed to Chicago.
Yeah, I was a city kid. I played on the streets, lived by gangs, went to shitty CPS schools and was sucked into the whirlpool of educational failure. I moved to the suburbs when I was 17 and it was just absolutely depressing. I still sucked at school but somehow managed to make it into a mediocre private school and did whatever it took to move back to Chicago....even if that meant placing myself in a swamp of debt. Boy, what a mistake. Not even 6 months passed before I was back in this shithole.
I needed to do something besides work...something that interested me... So I started going to ACLU meetings and then I started volunteering for the Obama campaign...and even though I was the only fool who wasn't at the rally the night of November 4th, 2008, I felt like I accomplished a lot and I felt proud and I can't say I've ever felt proud before that. But now, even that's not gonna do it. I need to do something more....something like save people's lives...something like save the environment any possible way that I can in order to preserve our home, our Earth that keeps us breathing. Maybe in 6 months that'll all change...
