My bio

I was born at 4:52 p.m. on 8 May 1995 in Grossmont Hospital. My mother, April James, was late for my birth; about a month late. I almost didn’t make it, but I did. My mom didn’t marry my father at all; she married a different man when I was two years old, shortly after having my older younger brother, Zackry. Brian and I got along when I was that age, but as I got older and more siblings joined the picture, I was completely forgotten. I struggled through school and wasn’t good at making friends. I wouls say it was mostly due to the fact that we moved around a lot, but no one has ever really liked me. I learned to not let it bother me, however, and that helped me a build up a sort of wall. I come off as really mean, trust me, I know, but I’m completely fine with it.

My best friend, Liz, and I

My mother was born in Northern California on 2 March 1975. She never told me where. She grew up in a strict German household with a mother who gave up on life after having her and my uncle, Josh, and her dad, my grandpa. She never learned how to speak German, but her father and his mother are fluent. My mom is closer to me than anyone else in our hectic family.

My father... Well I don’t know much about him. He is my father and that’s all; we’re lucky to see three child support checks a year. He doesn’t try to talk to me, nor I him, and I am completely fine with that. I still talk to his mom, Geneva, and she is one of my favorite grandmothers.

My sibling’s are named Zackry Orion, Kasey Nicole, and Jesse Glen. They don’t have the same dad as me, but they’re father isn’t any better. He has a new wife named Jen, but none of us like her or her children. I try to stay out of their drama.

As a child, we were always moving around. I was at a new school every 2 years, and I was always in the same situation; no friends, bad grades. No one at home helped me with school, as my mother’s marriage had been falling apart and my step-dad had developed a sort of resentment toward me. I remember asking him how to pronounce a word, use, when I was younger. He kept trying to force me to figure it out, and then when I couldn’t, he would yell at me. I would never tell my mother these things though; she doesn’t need it right now. I had one friend when I was younger, in second grade, named Alhely. She’s at West Hills now, so that’s sort of nice.

During my free time, I play my violin. I don’t know why I like to play music; my assistant orchestra instructor has asked me why and I was quiet for an embarrassing amount of time. But now I have an answer. Music is a sort of release for me-- a way to get away from everything. Lately, I haven’t had time to play, and stress has gotten to me. I also play a few online games; namely World of Warcraft and Minecraft. I admit, that takes up a big amount of my time, but I enjoy it. I wish I didn’t like video gaming, but seriously, who doesn't’? It’s awesome.

Favorite band and favorite hobby in one

I have a few good memories in my childhood, however. I remember a school field trip in first grade; my mom chaperone. We went to the zoo, but we wandered away from the group. I was a curious child, naturally, so when I heard a commotion and saw a few employees running around,I had to go see what was happening. A big gray bird, about the size of a cat, was wobbling away from about three people. I watched for a little, but I wanted to play too. I remember the scandalized looks they, including my mother, gave me as I walked up to the bird and lifted it up. I set it in the cardboard box they had out and then calmly walked to my mother. She just kind of smiled and we regrouped with my class.

Whitey,Banshee, and I

Another good memory was last year, when my orchestra went to Disneyland. The bus trip there was fun and so was the performance (we played at a nearby school). We went to the hotel and checked in-- I was rooming with three of my friends (Kinsey,Teaona, and Lynzie). We went swimming, ordered pizza at midnight, and then fell asleep around two in the morning. The bus was supposed to leave at seven the next morning to go to the amusement park. We wanted to wake up at 5:30 to get ready. But our alarms never went off. We woke up at 6:30 to my cell phone ringing. I hurried and answered, trying to sound awake, but I didn’t fool Deb. I woke everyone up and we ran around in four whirling tornadoes, trying to pack up and get ready at the same time. Everyone stared when we walked into the dining hall, but it was worth it. Disneyland was fun, though.

Orchestra is very important to me. I can’t see myself twenty years from now without my violin in my hand. I want to go to college (after Grossmont) and get a Doctorate in Music. I want to film-score, which is this; imagine you’re watching Harry Potter. Naturally, the theme song comes to your mind. Or imagine you’re watching Pirates of the Caribbean. Same vision. I want to be the person that creates the music and puts the music in someone’s head. I want them to think of me when they watch their favorite movie. I recently figured out what I wanted to do with music and this is it. I can see myself achieving my dream, but I have to graduate high school first. Oh, and I love cats. And Coldplay.