TotalANXiousNESS said:

That's adorable.

BY TYPING certain WORDS in CAPITALS.

PreacherMan said:

That's hot.

Imago said:

Check out my tribute thread to you.

let's break this down in 3 categories, ok ?

Physically : I was born here and never found the guts or reason to move.

Emotionally - I'm no where near the destination yet. Ask this again in a year
or 30.

Professionally - I was no good in school so I just started with something that was close to my hobbies. Then I found another hobby (within the same domain) and now I'm just having fun while getting paid more than enough to
stay alive ! Lucky me

I grew up a military brat. I moved around once a year, every year of my life until I was 13 and getting ready to enter 8th grade. My dad retired and settled the family in California hoping to open his business (which he now has 2 of and a 3rd on the way) I remember going into Middle School knowing absolutely no one. I was an awkward stage where I was constantly growing but because my mom and dad had limited funds due to the fact that they were trying to open up a restaurant I ended up having shorts that fit one month and the next month the shorts looked like daisy dukes. Plus that year I had a severe case of acne. 3 things kept me afloat, My Family, Sports, and being able to freestyle. I remember the first time I met my best friend to this day was in a cypher (a freestyle battle) I was this geeky pimple faced Asian boy ripping new assholes to the so called master M.C.'s at the school, I still remember the rhyme I busted off the top of my head that won the first ever "free style fest" at the middle school, and mind this was way before 8 mile, The verse went something like this "I don't claim to be the best on the mic thats word, I might be the first MC to get served, my lack of free styles pretty freakin absurd, I'm just kidding I'm really not a nice guy, I just didn't want to be the first M,C. to make you cry, I might be lighter than you, a whole light brighter than you, a better fighter than you, Don't come at me with your predictable ryhmes, I read your last verse out the L.A. Times, I'm a verbal Muhammed Ali, I can be Custard and you can be the Wounded Knee, I took you out sucker cause you lack originality!" lol So early 90's, This got me some street cred along with my ability to play sports well. I was also a fairly strong student. When I got to high school I excelled in football and basketball. I love both sports passionately and knew I wanted to play football in college. I was recruited by a number of schools in football, and only a small hand full in basketball. I remember at the end of my Jr. Year I was offered a 3 full ride scholarships one to San Diego State, one to Ball State, and one to Weber State, but in the last game of the year I tore my meniscus and all my offers got relinquished and I was only promised partials or I would have to walk on and prove my knee was good. this led to a bout of depression, but my knee got better enough for me to start playing basketball toward the middle of the season and I had a nice season and got some looks from small schools, My senior year I did ok and football but it was not the same so I busted ass in basketball and got a scholarship offer to a small NAIA school and took it. It was to a christian college and this is where I really found my faith and calling for the first time. I knew I loved God and wanted to teach and coach cause of the volunteer work I did with kids with the basketball season. During the offseason I assisted as a football coach at a local high school. As I finished my degree and credential I got more and more into coaching football and basketball (I am a much better football coach) and I just moved up the later. I got my job opportunity by a stroke of luck. I was teaching and the coach quit to become an A.D. a week before spring ball and they needed a credentialed teacher to take over the program or they were gonna fold the program. There were 2 of us and admin didn't like the other candidate. I got the job on an interim basis and went 9 - 1 and the rest is history. I am now sitting in my new room procrastinating getting my desks in order. Work starts the 22nd officially but I forget exactly when the kids come. Thats kinda whereI am at.

CarrieMpls said:

Yup, me too.

Great answers.
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A British passport, an Australian citzenship, public, private and selective music school education, a period of drug use, an American girlfriend for a decade which nearly lead to American residency, a debilitating illness, a few courses and jobs leading nowhere really throughout it all and finally an acceptance that playing music is what I enjoy most, while temping part-time and generally making the most of being single for two years while hoping someone nicer than the last GF comes along!

That's basically it, in one elongated sentence.

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Did enough through school but never really gave my best. Went to uni, cried like a baby, wasn't ready for it, and dropped out. Changed mind and went elsewhere for a different course, but gave up after a year. Decided to go back to original course at new uni, was accepted but never started. Came to Thailand after I quit the first course. Met a girl, kept contact, didn't think of anything else but coming back to Thailand so that was when I basically gave up on my studies. Didn't know what to do in England, study or work, so this was the way out. Came over, fell in love, drifted for 5 years. Still drifting.

Fauxie said:

Next step, grow a beard!

PreacherMan said:

Cheeky boy. I noticed in one of your pics there was a bit of fluff on your chin. So cute.

Seriously though, I just fell in love, began supporting a family, and got married, when I should've been doing productive stuff.

Fauxie said:

Errm no, I envy your life. It'd be fucking ace not to have all the weight of the world on my shoulders as the first-born son and the first ever in my family to go to Eton, blah blah blah blah blah I WANNA FUCKING MAKE MUSIC OR MOVIES NOT BANK AND MAKE MONEY.

Sometimes living on nothing in Thailand sounds like heaven.

Spookymuffin said:

Sometimes. That's the point. I've settled down with the girl I love, have a great family around me, live in a warm climate with an easy going lifestyle, but largely due to my choices don't have either the career options or the money to look to our future with much else besides grave concern. I'll convince myself that like some kind of jammy cat, I'll land on my feet and things will work out the way they always do, with a bit of intuition, smarts and a healthy dose of sheer good fortune. And there's always beer.

Fauxie said:

Spookymuffin said:

Want to swap places? I doubt it.

Fauxie said:

No, I just want to be done with living at home and in England in general. I want to get out and earn money in LA.

Spookymuffin said:

Well there ya go. It won't be all that long until you can do that, I'm sure. Apparently there are people that move away from England, settle down with a nice girl AND make money.

Fauxie said:

Chris Tarrant?

Spookymuffin said:

No.

Fauxie said:

Sweeny79 said:

Do U ladies feel your life has been scripted for you then? Or just that there is no script.

Imago said:

No script. I don't believe in fate or destiny. I know my life is all up to me. Well, most of it anyway. There are always things beyond your control. But how I react to those things is up to me too.

CarrieMpls said:

So do you take an optimistic view of where you are going, a pessimistic one, or is it completely detached from opinion?

My babysitter took acid one night and put my baby Freddy in the refrigerator, so I smothered her in a bowl of Alpo and had to leave town because they called me the "Dog Food Murderer", so I went on the lam and have been on the Org ever since.

Anxiety said:

You are such a dirty baker.

Imago said:

That all depends on my mood, how happy I am with things at the given time. Most often I'm fairly detached. It's just the way it is. Occaisanally, I'll be optimistic and utterly love my life, others times very pessimistic and utterly down on myself for having no goals or direction and no plan for the future.