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Well, I guess this is where I write some sort of life story biography thing. I was never good at these, but here it goes.
My first memorie is one day I went to a dance in my dad, and came back in my mom. The next nine months or so are just a blank,
but when I woke up I was in the hospital with a weird thing on my weiner. Yep, I was now a baby, and hung like one too, 8 pounds,
3 ounces. My next memories are of attending Belleville school, where the first year of school, in grade primary i was told by
my teacher that i would never amount to anything. I'm still tryin to prove her wrong. Well I went through Belleville as a
semi-popular guy, till around gr 8 when I got my braces and I realized popularity is for the simple minded and commercialized
youth of Canada. They liked their clothes expensive, their beverages cold, and their music obscene and talentless. I wanted nothing of it.
Also, by this time I had recieved a drum set for Xmas, and had been spending every minute of my free time banging on those things.
The next year i entered SAR, and again I wasn't the most popular guy because of my individualism. But I didn't care, I knew
that once I got to college, I would be praised for being an individual, no persecuted. And all the cocky, disrespectful, inbreds
in my class would end up as stinky fisherman while I was raking in the bucks as a high priced lawyer, or professional musician.
And now here I am, the year is 2001, I'm in grade 10, I have lots of friends, lots of hair, and not so much talent on the drums,
but it doesn't matter. I'm Happy.
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