i was born in the hospital to two lovings parents on may 03, 1991. once i was brought home, my parents began to help me learn and grow into the amazing person i am now. when i was three i tried to shove my nanny into the creek because she wouldn't go get my ball that i had accidentally kicked there; when i was five, i bit the complete fuck out of this boy named zach because he tried to steal my connecting blocks. by the time second grade rolled around, i was the only kid my age to have a 12th grade reading level, and by the time i was in 6th grade i had read most of the books in the library.

middle school was not fun for me. i was in a car accident the resulted in me fracturing my back and therefore leading to many upon many backaches that i still have until this day. i cannot tell you how much pain that has caused me.

HIGH SCHOOL is NOT the best years of your life. i have learned this first hand, and i am not going to go into detail about anything that has happened to me in these four years because i'll be damned if i dwell on bad shit. but several good things have happened and i am so grateful for them all. hopefully my life will be long and i shall prosper. HELL YES!