Where the hell do I begin? Let's see...I was raised by a very loving and very delusional single mom on welfare just south of San Francisco. With funding, I was able to attend private Catholic school (which explains a lot), but was asked to leave after completing the 5th grade. Apparently, I rose to much doubt in the classroom by continually debating the all-embracing complexity of GOD and that somehow, and in an intrinsically inscrutable way, accounts for all that there is. Call me crazy, I just had a lot of questions regarding the religion/science thing and found faith to be a comfort zone for those who can't grasp the concept of morals without reasoning or hope for a prize.
So, it was off to public school and classes that were of no challenge, depth, or intellect and eventually boredom set in… and so did cutting class to go skateboarding. Luckily I have this knack for not studying and passing test, so I somehow graduated.
After high school I moved to Sonoma to figure out what direction to go in life. I though it would be a good idea to embrace my college endeavors and went to Santa Barbara, but it didn't work out as planned (waaaaayyyyy too many distractions). So, after barely completing two quarters, I figured this would be a good time to live it up, move to Truckee and snowboard everyday (this worked out to well). A brief six month stint turned into three years. Had not I moved to Reno for a more fiscal job environment, I would probably still be there today.
This brings me to good old Reno. I rather not talk about it. I think I took about ten to fifteen years off of my life living in that city (thankfully it's the ones at the end). That whole twenty-four hours a day thing will get you. Although my Reno peeps are some of the realest people and I would do anything for them like they would for me. You know who you are and that I would never change.
After deciding to escape the biggest little city in the world, I moved to Long Beach for round two of college. The reason I picked the LBC (besides Snoop) is because I didn't know a single person there. I really wanted to focus on my schooling, but not knowing anybody when you are a social-whore lasted about one day. Years have pasted living in Long Beach, except I had a brief stint in Santa Monica, but long story short, I'm back home in Long Beach...for now.
Anyhow, enough about me and let us talk some more about me. I love my family and friends and will do anything for them. So, do not fuck with my people. On the brighter side, I get along with everyone. You just have to pay attention to their qualities and cherish their differences. I am a fan of words (and booze...just kidding...well, not really). I enjoy putting them together and taking them apart (not the words themselves, more like forming sentences, soliloquies, and cocktails). I am also a big fan of laughing at myself or you, whoever falls down first. (Although, I have a solid hold on first place on this one, just ask anyone who saw me wakeboard the beginning of ’06 summer.) Contrary to popular belief, I plan to BE something, this will not change. I guarantee you it will happen. I do not expect or want things to come to me without working hard for it. I would rather bust my ass than have it fall into my lap (although a large indefinite amount of money would be rather helpful...again, just kidding). I do care what you think. Care meaning: I will think it over. Care NOT meaning: I will change for you. I don't expect you to be a mastermind, just THINK before you SPEAK.
"We don't see things as they are, we see things as we are."
"Make your mark. I have, will, and continue to."
"Ad Astra Per Aspera - To the stars through difficulties"
