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All About Me

(Last Updated 7/6/08)

The Younger Years

So, you're interested in learning a little more about me? Well, fortunately for you, this is where you can really gain some insight to the real me. To give you a brief overview, I have gone through many periods of my life that have shaped the malleable part of my psyche and carefully molded me into the person I am today. Sit back and enjoy the ride!
Throughout the years, I have transformed from being a very shy and defensive boy to a man who embraces whatever life may bring his way. When I was much younger, I was a vert gullible and naive. Ask my older cousin Lisa to tell you the story of my fruitless attempts to obtain flight off of the living room couch and she'll chuckle.
 
To be continued... (I'll fill in the younger years later)

The Great Depression (High School)

Going through school, I always found that I was better at math than I was at reading or writing. I just seemed to be able to grasp onto things that had infallible logic behind them. It was not until high school that I really began to tap into the other side of academics, writing.

Like every teenager, I was plagued with depression. Partially due to my family situation, and partially due to being a very old-fashioned romantic stuck in a world where women flaunt themselves as objects and on sex appeal. As I always say, beauty is more than skin deep. To put it bluntly, I've met some very ugly women who think they were God's gift to man. But hey, there's someone for everyone out there, right?

As is with every teenager at some point, suicide always seemed like a way out... until I really thought about it. Honestly, I realised I was too big of a coward to ever off myself. So, without suicide as an option, I had to find a different avenue to vent. I wrote my first poem from the heart. I'll be the first to admit it is definitely not the best poem in the world, but in my eyes it is the most pivotal; the poem gave me focus. That and it definitely seemed like a better alternative to drugs.

With an avenue to vent, it was a lot easier to deal with my issues at the time. This still holds true today. Though I don't write nearly as often as I did in high school, I still do to capture my feelings from time to time. Ironically, it is definitely a lot easier for me to write when I'm depressed. Funny how things work out right?

(To Be Continued, need more material)

 

Karma (Currently not in the timeline of life)

Currently, some of my hobbies include cooking, writing, and of course video games. There is nothing more rewarding than listening to people rant and rave about my cooking. For that, I have my grandmother to thank.

My grandmother Patricia (Grandma Pat) showed me the ropes when I was younger and even had me cooking when I was eight years old. The only thing I was good at at that age was mashed potatoes, but still, I was behind the stove making things happen. Naturally, they are probobly the thing I cook the best.