I honestly have to say that I am very glad that this blog will no longer be graded. This being said, I will now probably post a lot more and will carry this blog on simply as a hobby. I imagine no one will likely read it, but hey, I’ll be famous someday right? That and I get bored a lot and it will give me something to do while in Philidelphia. Along with having more personal posts, i will also fill you in on all of the latest vampire goodness as well.
As some of you may have already known, next week I will be in Philidelphia partaking in my brother's murder trial, and it will be very hard to deal with. soooo an idea popped into my head and the future therapist in me told me to use this blog as a sort of outlet. so thats exactly what i intend to do!
On January 24th of 2009 my 22 year old brother was taken from this world by a very worthless soul named Alex Narajo. His name was Reo Bailey Dennis and despite us having different last names and only sharing our mother as kin, he was the person i was closest too. we had grown up together and in fact, i had no idea he was my half brother until i was ten, and even then it didnt matter. He was my brother, and if he had a different dad, that was cool. Had it not been for him, i would not be who i am today. He was my role model and my biggest influence, and still is today. Although we were eight years apart, we were never cruel to each other. of course we fought, sometimes wrestled, but never truly disliked one another. he would always complain that i was treated better and "got off easy" when in trouble. and i would always complain on how he got to do everything and I didnt. "He's older." my mom would say, and I would just look at her, her words not meaning anything. My young brain couldnt quite get the concept that age mattered. I was friends with his, they would carry me around and let me play video games with them. I saw no difference, and even today his friends walk up to me and hug me, joke with me, as if nothing has changed... and yet everything is different .
