I was born in Boston, Massachusetts in April. This was probably the most significant date to me. It gave me the best yet worst gift of all, my life. Who would have known that my life would have very big highs and very deep lows. My family lived in a poor part of Boston, and obviously was lower class. The apartment, from what I hear from my parents, was complete and utter crap. We were not living a good life so my parents contemplated on a decision to move somewhere else. A problem had risen amoungst the family, should we leave our relatives and go on our own? Then after fours years after my birth, we moved to Orlando in Florida. I really don't remember much since my memory sparsely remembers major highlights then. All I knew was that my family was the second to move down south, after my Tia(Aunt) Gloria's family moved.

I guess there are some significant events that was imposed on me. One was when I was a baby and I was suppose to be under watch by my Tio(Uncle)Marco. While under his care, I walked up some stairs but then trouble stirred as I was going up. Some how I lost my footing and went tumbling down the stairs. The fall was not good and it had severe damage to my teeth. I was rushed to the hospital and in the process, lost my two front teeth. My parents were deeply worried I'd imagine and were quite mad at my Tio. They had every right to be, being a baby...I could have lost my life right then and there. I thank God nothing extreme happened.

After the move to Orlando, there is a wide gap in my memory that I just can not remember what happened then. The only thing I remember is my first day of school. Yes, kindergarten...I enjoyed the Kennedy Space Center that day. :) Ok, ok...I didn't go to school that day. I was afraid I guess and didn't know what to do. This is what triggered my great shy and quiet personality. I guess you can say school had a determinalbe effect on my mental state of mind. I was not a very social kid at all. I was picked on, shunned and not looked highly upon. Such things affected my grades...one time I had to go to summer school to pass the 2nd grade. Only when 4th grade is when my first hints of intelligence kicked into gear. I was making nothing but A's and B's after that year. I was even making a few friends and people began to respect me a little. Was it to do with maturity in growing up? Most likely but I do hold grudges no matter the atmosphere.

Then came Middle School. I had went to Conway Middle School and life was a little bit better. I was still not very social though so mentally, I was not so healthy. This year is when I found where my talent may exist, band. Actually the main reason I joined band was to avoid P.E. I dreaded physical education aside from its importance in health. I choose the clarinet as my instrument. I did pretty well on it but as I raised through my grade levels, I strayed from it for a while...untill high school came along.

I was trying to contemplate where or not I should continue my musical education. After a summer of thinking, I said to myself "Why not?". A new experience opened to me. I sociallized a bit more and I felt apart of something finally after years of being shunned from other students. Acceptance is what I needed and it is what I got. Although with this, new problems arised...I had to go through my hard paths and I had to diligently walk through them. I still have to.

What was the purpose of this Autobiography? It tells the most important things of my life. It is not much and there is a lot more that I could type. It most likely has no unity, coherance and the like. Afterall, I just typed this without planning and its 2 a.m. My life sucked but hell, I accept it now with open arms. Now things are better.