My dad

Well my dad wasnt the worst dad but it doesn't mean he was one of those dads on a coffee mug, which means he ain't #1. well when I was young of course I was super attached to him an my earliest memory of him going to work and me yelling and crying not to leave. Well of course he had to but I didn't understand why. And my dad taught me to fish and to wait because the fish just don't pop up out of nowhere. That probably where I got my patience. I remember a time in New York when we went to a park and I remember him bbqing corn on the cob :). Well that was one of my favorite memories from New York and my dad. But on to the point. My dad was and is the kind of person who likes to drink to the point where you can't understand them. That put a lot of strain on the relationship between my mother and him. He always went too far and sometimes began to argue and slam things. It got to the point where my mother would have us hide his liquor and beer. Of course he'd get angry and yell and scream and threaten us that he'd leave and in the end my mom would always say either "don't give it to him" or "just give him a couple beers." He wasn't abusive or anything when he was drinking but I did not want him to be this man. There are some funny memories from him being drunk of course but that's not the point of this blog. My dad ripped our family apart due to him not resisting temptation. That will be left for a later blog though. Bye for now. -Anthony

Me

Okay first post. I'll just tell you about myself. I'm Dominican, 17 years old and live in a small town named Worcester in MA. I'm a senior in highschool and I have a decent amount of friends. Yeah I've had a girlfriend and I'm not a virgin. But I do still get nervous around good looking girls. I'm pretty outgoing and loud. A lot of people know me but not the real me. Music is my life, then again what teenager doesn't say that? But music is about the only thing I can relate to when my emotions change or when I need to block someone out. Family? Yes I love having family, well, what's left if it. No dad. My mom has gone pretty insane, not technically but emotional an behaviorally. Brother is really not around as much but that's okay he's a good brother, wish I saw him more though. And a beautiful sister, who I'm always with. If you see me walking, you'll most likely see her tailing behind. Closest friends? Lorenza, Jesus and Karmalia. Wel that's it for now, I'll be posting about my life later on and after, maybe I'll just post about life in general. -Anthony :)