So, I've had a long and interesting tale of life that I'd like give you a brief overview of before diving into exciting and exotic current events. Let's start at the beginning, shall we?
I was born 1990 in the city of sin, Las Vegas. In my experience, it wasn't a chaotic, sex, drugs, sin driven place that is propagated in everyone's mind, it is that if you want it to be later in life, but that wasn't a thought as a child. Vegas was a typical American upbringing. I had a fucking fun eclectic friend group I would do everything with; paintball in the desert, go tubing at Lake Mead, ding dong ditch the neighbors, climb trees, make a porno club hideout...well that one probably wasn't typical. Yes, a porn hideout, my friends and I had a hidden clubhouse and kept porn in it, and I think you're weird and missed out if you didn't have the childhood honor of experiencing something similar. But, did those things and so much more. However, it would take too long to get into all those stories..so on we go!
Lost my virginity the 14th of June 2006! Lost it to a half Porta Rican half Filipino woman named Kristina. It was a magical night with blended emotions of being scared shitless, extremely excited and nervous. So much so, I made an excuse to her saying I needed to take a piss. I snuck into her room through the window, so using the bathroom was out of the question. I climbed back out of the window, not to take a piss, but to chub up. I was too nervous to get a hard dick. I had the thought it could have been from being overstimulated by porn at a young age (6), thanks to my father's nudie magazine stash I easily found, and the age of internet porn. It worked, got my Willy (dick) wet for the first time, and I still sleep with Kristina today, I'll dive into that marvelous situation in another post!
Went to California Baptist University on a wrestling scholarship. I was a good wrestler, not great but I did get to train in the Olympic training center in America and in Ukraine. Took 3rd in an international tournament in Ukraine, while traveling and competing with my brother and 3 other teammates, one of which had an Adderall prescription so we were high on that half the time. Graduated with a Bachelor of Art in Communications! which means nothing!...
Picture of the American team in Ukraine 2012
Went to John Westly Barber College in Long Beach California where I learned to cut black hair really good. Went with my dad and that's where my mom went as well. I fucking love cutting hair, the barbershop is my comfort, my domain/man cave.
Got an apartment on the beach in Long Beach, California and worked as a barber a couple years for a fantastic and talented barber named Andy. Andy was full Costa Rican but born in California and he was an eccentric man, to say the least. I'll give you a taste of how Andy was with one story from the glory days at The Parlor Barbershop. Andy went on cocaine binge from time to time but this time he stayed in the shop all night, probably got a hooker, then constructed a fort made of towels and random items in the back and built himself in with his only provisions being an 8 ball of cocaine and cigarettes. The cops came into the shop around 4 pm while we were working. Andy was saying suicidal things to his wife on the phone because he was so high and out of his mind. The police then knocked over his fortress of towels and he was but ass naked, so I found some shorts for the gentleman, he then was escorted to the hospital to sober up for a couple of hours and was right as rain.
Andy in the middle and me middle right 2013
I had a beautiful girlfriend from Honduras for 2 years with the most amazing DD natural tits. Her name was Blanca but she made everyone else call her Isabel. We met in barber school and she lived with me 70% of the time. She was as passionate as she was beautiful, but passionate in both directions. She could hate you more than anyone could hate, and love you as passionate as Juliet loved Romeo.
It had always been a life goal of mine to live in Austrailia. I made moves towards my objective! Saved up as a barber while working for Andy. The move was made public and I told everyone about it which made lots of fights with Blanca. The fire I felt from her is why I've made the choice to not date Latinas any longer haha.
She and I halfway broke up and my younger brother moved in and we lived with our English bulldog Snorlax.
The apartment in Long Beach with Brother and Snorlax 2014
Got rid of all my belongings by giving them away mainly to my younger brother, left the apartment, sold the car, put my life into a 75 liter backpack, and off I went to THE LAND DOWN UNDA! What an experience that was! For the next post ;)
