I really can't put it into words. If you want to know about me, come see for yourself!!!
Dane Cook and Craig David. After that just anyone that can have a good time (hot girls included!!)
Antione Millien Mondesir (March 24, 1986-July 24, 2005) "You are truly a delight" He was one of the few family members that I loved, liked, and cared about, all at the same time. He was the only one who really knew who I am, because he was the only one I felt I connected with on that level and I felt was most like me in certain aspects. He was the only one who could get me to push my intellectual limits with discussions and debates. He was just overflowing with livelihood and would always come up with funny stuff to say. And when he loved something, he loved it. I remember when he had first seen Anchorman, for about 6+ months, he couldn't get enough of him. Always quoting him, renting his stand-up, the whole nine yards. He had just taken up two arts at once, something truly amazing in my eyes. He began to take his drawing to the next level by shifting to painting, and he had also started playing guitar. Slowly teaching himself, he was becoming quite good. But I digress. In some ways, I wish I could be just like him. But I found out quickly, that when I tried to be like the greatest, there was nothing stopping me from falling short. I agonize, over and over again, because I have no way to unleash every emotion in my being to show how I feel, because previous experiences in my life have taken that ability away from me. And It's almost crippling, just wanting to do things, like exploding emotionally in a way that has never been witnessed by mankind. Sometimes I feel like I'm about to break down and just cry without stopping, uncontrollably, forever. But I can't, not ever. I didn't know how hard this would hit me. It feels like someone stabbed me in the chest and left the knife in. And to this day, I still can't get it out. You will always be with me, Antoine. Always.