"And birds go flying at the speed of sound, to show you how it all began."-Chris Martin
Several people on this entire planet know me as the person who I actually am while everyone else only think that they know me.
You see, I'm a complicated and VERY abstract person and I don't blame anybody for feeling a little (or alot) confused by my actions or way of doing things.
The truth is: NOBODY really knows me at all.
No matter how much you may think you've finally got me figured out or how much you may think that you actually do know me....YOU DON'T!
Example: How many of you knew that I once was on the honor roll in the third grade?
Answer: None of you.
Example: How many of you knew that the first X-Men movie was the very first movie that I ever saw on a opening day?
Answer: None of you.
Example: How many of you knew that I wrote my very first story in the fourth grade?
Answer: None of you.
The reasons why none of you, not even the closest of my friends knew any of those answers is because there is another side of me which none of you know.
It's such a personal side of me that, I NEVER let anyone even get close to it and just for the record....This is as close as I'll let anyone near it.
Understand, there is a past that I RARLEY ever speak about.A past that NOBODY could even put together.Just to show you how far back I'm going, It's gonna make your head spin.
Now, mind you....I'm talking about times way before my days on Myspace. Days way before Lehman High School and Days WAY, WAY, WAY before M.S.127 and as far back as to before any of you have ever known me!
Let's see....My earliest memory was from when I was around two or three and my family was on a vacation in the Poconos and I'd gotten hurt when a lightweight shelf hit me in the face.
I also remember, later on during that vacation, I was with my brother and cousin and I wanted to get into the pool area with them but I was too young and too small to enter that particular pool so my grandparents made me stay in the smaller pool area with them....much to my dislike.
I also remember when I was four years old, and my brother and I were outside playing with our "Gargoyle" toys at a funeral for my mom's cousin and I had no idea of what a funeral was or what a funeral was meant for so we kept on playing around when my mom suddenly walked out of the wake crying and I had absolutley no idea why she was crying so I walked up to her and hugged her out of affection.
A nice memory of my childhood was the very first time that I went on vacation to Wildwood, NJ (My family's FAVORITE vacation spot.) when I was four years old and during the drive their, my brother complained about his sandwich having onions in it and everybody kept laughing at him.
Another nice memory is from when I first stepped onto the famous boardwalk in Wildwood and I'd gotten a vintage Superman watch as a prize from one of the arcades there and I remember making fun of Supe's long hair (This was in the early 90's.) all day long.
A really big memory of my early life was when I first entered school in 1996 and I was PISSED even then about the whole idea! All I did was constantly wonder about why my parents were putting me with those people all day long, day after day. Come to think of it....I STILL don't know why they send me to those bitchy people.lol.
I recall everyday, after school my dad used to pick me up from elementary school and then we would go back home (Which was practically across the street.) and My Brother, Dad and I would watch Spider-Man and the X-Men cartoons on what was then "Fox Kids" and if it was on a sunday, all three of us would watch "B.A.D" on what was then U.P.N ("My 9"), which showcased all of the Marvel superhero cartoons from the 90's.
There's this one memory that I have of when I was in the park playing basketball with my brother and I'd gotten upset because none of the older kids would allow me to play ball with them, so I threw my Gambit action figure and broke it....making my more upset.
Another memory is when my mom took me and my brother to the empire state building and I remember walking into the golden lobby and once I'd gotten all the way up to the top, I looked down and was amazed at all of the "Small" things that was down there on the groung level while my brother, who's afraid of heights got a sudden touch of "Vertigo".
One summer, my dad was coaching a basketball team which my brother was playing on and as a little joke, my dad made me his assistant coach....I was only six or seven years old! And after every game, my dad would take me and my brother home pissed off because throughout that ENTIRE season (Your gonna laugh at this!) the team only won one game!!!!!!! I mean these cats sucked ass!!!!!!!
Another sweet memory is when my mom and I stayed up one summer after my ninth birthday (Surprise party), which we all celebrated a few days late at my grandparents' house since my grandparents, brother and I got back from what was my very first vacation in florida that same day and my mom and I ended up going through four days without sleep, by just watching movies and having fun together.
But the truth is, that is only a few memories that I can recall and the list goes on and on and on and on and on and on and on and it just doesn't stop!
The thing that inspired this entire entry was because about a hour ago, I watched a old and kinda childish remake of Kim Wilde's "Kid's in America" song done by "Len" on Youtube.com (Here) and I remembered watching that video on "Fox Kids" about seven years ago, when I was a kid and I haven't seen it since then so thanks for taking the time out to read this very special blog!
And there you have it! Those are some of the events that made me the guy that I am today!
Several people on this entire planet know me as the person who I actually am while everyone else only think that they know me.
You see, I'm a complicated and VERY abstract person and I don't blame anybody for feeling a little (or alot) confused by my actions or way of doing things.
The truth is: NOBODY really knows me at all.
No matter how much you may think you've finally got me figured out or how much you may think that you actually do know me....YOU DON'T!
Example: How many of you knew that I once was on the honor roll in the third grade?
Answer: None of you.
Example: How many of you knew that the first X-Men movie was the very first movie that I ever saw on a opening day?
Answer: None of you.
Example: How many of you knew that I wrote my very first story in the fourth grade?
Answer: None of you.
The reasons why none of you, not even the closest of my friends knew any of those answers is because there is another side of me which none of you know.
It's such a personal side of me that, I NEVER let anyone even get close to it and just for the record....This is as close as I'll let anyone near it.
Understand, there is a past that I RARLEY ever speak about.A past that NOBODY could even put together.Just to show you how far back I'm going, It's gonna make your head spin.
Now, mind you....I'm talking about times way before my days on Myspace. Days way before Lehman High School and Days WAY, WAY, WAY before M.S.127 and as far back as to before any of you have ever known me!
Let's see....My earliest memory was from when I was around two or three and my family was on a vacation in the Poconos and I'd gotten hurt when a lightweight shelf hit me in the face.
I also remember, later on during that vacation, I was with my brother and cousin and I wanted to get into the pool area with them but I was too young and too small to enter that particular pool so my grandparents made me stay in the smaller pool area with them....much to my dislike.
I also remember when I was four years old, and my brother and I were outside playing with our "Gargoyle" toys at a funeral for my mom's cousin and I had no idea of what a funeral was or what a funeral was meant for so we kept on playing around when my mom suddenly walked out of the wake crying and I had absolutley no idea why she was crying so I walked up to her and hugged her out of affection.
A nice memory of my childhood was the very first time that I went on vacation to Wildwood, NJ (My family's FAVORITE vacation spot.) when I was four years old and during the drive their, my brother complained about his sandwich having onions in it and everybody kept laughing at him.
Another nice memory is from when I first stepped onto the famous boardwalk in Wildwood and I'd gotten a vintage Superman watch as a prize from one of the arcades there and I remember making fun of Supe's long hair (This was in the early 90's.) all day long.
A really big memory of my early life was when I first entered school in 1996 and I was PISSED even then about the whole idea! All I did was constantly wonder about why my parents were putting me with those people all day long, day after day. Come to think of it....I STILL don't know why they send me to those bitchy people.lol.
I recall everyday, after school my dad used to pick me up from elementary school and then we would go back home (Which was practically across the street.) and My Brother, Dad and I would watch Spider-Man and the X-Men cartoons on what was then "Fox Kids" and if it was on a sunday, all three of us would watch "B.A.D" on what was then U.P.N ("My 9"), which showcased all of the Marvel superhero cartoons from the 90's.
There's this one memory that I have of when I was in the park playing basketball with my brother and I'd gotten upset because none of the older kids would allow me to play ball with them, so I threw my Gambit action figure and broke it....making my more upset.
Another memory is when my mom took me and my brother to the empire state building and I remember walking into the golden lobby and once I'd gotten all the way up to the top, I looked down and was amazed at all of the "Small" things that was down there on the groung level while my brother, who's afraid of heights got a sudden touch of "Vertigo".
One summer, my dad was coaching a basketball team which my brother was playing on and as a little joke, my dad made me his assistant coach....I was only six or seven years old! And after every game, my dad would take me and my brother home pissed off because throughout that ENTIRE season (Your gonna laugh at this!) the team only won one game!!!!!!! I mean these cats sucked ass!!!!!!!
Another sweet memory is when my mom and I stayed up one summer after my ninth birthday (Surprise party), which we all celebrated a few days late at my grandparents' house since my grandparents, brother and I got back from what was my very first vacation in florida that same day and my mom and I ended up going through four days without sleep, by just watching movies and having fun together.
But the truth is, that is only a few memories that I can recall and the list goes on and on and on and on and on and on and on and it just doesn't stop!
The thing that inspired this entire entry was because about a hour ago, I watched a old and kinda childish remake of Kim Wilde's "Kid's in America" song done by "Len" on Youtube.com (Here) and I remembered watching that video on "Fox Kids" about seven years ago, when I was a kid and I haven't seen it since then so thanks for taking the time out to read this very special blog!
And there you have it! Those are some of the events that made me the guy that I am today!
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