I grew up in Austin, TX with a bunch of really great friends. Especially my best friend Brandi (everyone always thought we were twins). Kevin, my other awesome friend, who I've lost touch with and if he reads this, I hope he emails me!! Anthony, this weird cool guy that thinks he's hot (coughcoughyeahrightcough). Trevor, Robin, Lisa, Madeline, Stacy, Zach, Sarah, Shane, Holly, and there's really way too many more to mention here, but you know who you are. All of their parents were my friends too, and B.C. and Virginia, and my stepdad, James "Poodie" Locke. My mom, Susan Haren, is very cool, and all of my friends always wished that their parents could be as cool as her. Ha ha, to all you poor fools who have mean, strict parents.

Then I moved to El Paso.

DAMMIT!! I went through this really FAT stage when I was in 6th grade, got teased CONSTANTLY, even in 7th grade. Now I know how it felt all those times that I made fun fat people. That's why I never make fun of people's weight or complexion or anything. I know how it feels. But if they make fun of me, just to be mean, THEN I get them back. But don't worry, I got out of my fat stage, and am now actually muscular. I don't like to toot my own horn, but...toot toot. Nah, you gotta see me and meet me to make a judgement. Plus I'm getting out of shape again, but nothing like I used to be, sweet Jesus.

I made some friends here in El Paso. Arturo the dancing monkey/ratboy/turtle, etc. Phil "Majin Trunks" Medina. It's Life, Deal With It, Ashley. Humberto the idiot. Daniel the demon. Pat the freak (that's not a command, although you can pat a freak if you want). And then there's the original 4. Me, Andrew, Chris and Richard (Perriwinkle). We've had to push our car 30 miles into El Paso from Chapparal, NM; we've ran from the cops down an alley; had to speed from the cops in a backwater hillbilly part of Chapparal, etc. Sheesh. And then there's Dominic, this cool skateboarder/breakdancer guy. And then there's Ian. He's a crazy guy. He thinks up and draws those freaky pictures you've seen in his very own section here. Plus he's got this razor sharp wit that makes him cooler that most people at that damn school. And now I have Diana (my love, awwwwwww, how fucking cute). She's like the girl me, and I love myself, so she's perfect.

I'm just staying here, until I hit it big and make a ton of money, and then I'll come back one day and show them all!! MWA HA HA HA HA!! Or I won't, because, man, this place sucks. Well, there's alot more about me, but I'll tell you guys if I ever see you on the streets or if you email me wanting to know more or something. You're probably thinking that you've heard too much. Well, I hope I left you feeling creeped out or maybe this little story was comical, but however you feel after this, I hope you'll still come back and check us out periodically. I gotta go now. Homework and all. See ya later - Vash