contrary to what i want to think, bios are nice. i love reading people's bios, so i guess i should try to come up with one as common curtesy for all of the bios i have read. but no one wants to be encapsulated in a paragraph or so, but i will try to hit the major points in a not so cutesy way, but an interesting way....
so here the begginning goes.
one of my favorite pictures of myself is one my mother or father took of me when i was five, six, or seven. i am wearing a cheap green grass hula skirt with an equally cheap plastic flower tucked behind my ear, completed by a snoopy t-shirt and pink ballet shoes. i am spinning and loving it. my mother tells me i was dancing to my grandfather playing the piano, something he still loves to do. i guess that is the feeling through all of these years i've tried to hold on to, lost, semi-regained, and want to pass on.
ok, paragraph one semi-done.
so here the begginning goes.
one of my favorite pictures of myself is one my mother or father took of me when i was five, six, or seven. i am wearing a cheap green grass hula skirt with an equally cheap plastic flower tucked behind my ear, completed by a snoopy t-shirt and pink ballet shoes. i am spinning and loving it. my mother tells me i was dancing to my grandfather playing the piano, something he still loves to do. i guess that is the feeling through all of these years i've tried to hold on to, lost, semi-regained, and want to pass on.
ok, paragraph one semi-done.
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