Yeah, well....I just tend to be very....um, how would I put this?
I've been "classically trained" throughout my entire life. I've been in four productions at my high school, in plays. I've also collabrated when I was 15 years old with the Drama teacher on another play. Um...don't think anyone'll care but...basically here's my life story, cause I just feel like telling it all!!
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I was born on August the 6th, at 3:24 am, at the Charleston Medical University Hospital, in Charleston SC. I was 2 lb 3 oz at birth, I was also 2 months 1 week premature. I had lots of trouble breathing, so I was rushed my medair to the Richland Medical Hospital in Lexington SC.
My mother, bless her soul, couldn't take care of me finachally; so I was put up for adoption. My adoptive mother did not meet me until December that year.
I was her Christmas Present, she says. Because she took me home finally on December the 25th. But the next day after that, I went back because I was turning blue in the face. I was on oxygen for most of my young childhood. Until I was 4 years old I was on supplemental oxygen.
I also had a horrible tendency to turn blue at the drop of a hat, so my Mother, for nearly 3 years...she always stayed dressed. She even slept in normal clothes, with an overnight bag of supplies right beside the door, and she kept her keys around her neck. The moment she stopped hearing me breathing through the baby monitor, she would leap up, and grab me, and bolt for the hospital.
Sometimes I would choke on my food...I wasn't eating solids until I was...probably 2 years old.
But, moving on in life, I finally stopped all that stuff by the time I was 6. Other then that, I had a normal life, but I had always been sheltered, and a bit of a recluse. I mean, it wasn't that I never wanted to play with my friends at school. I just simply couldn't! A few minutes of running and climbing around, and I would either start turning blue again, or I would simply pass out.
That's probably why I don't remember much of my early childhood. I was blackened out too much. My mother also made it a habit to always read to me. It's also why I have such a love for stories, and for writing now. I've always read fast, and I've always loved to read. I own over 200 books, and I'm running out of room!
In High School, I was quite the drama queen. People reveled...(and I'm being point blank honest here.) at the ability for how I could read, and recite. I understood Shakespere.
No one at my school except for the teachers, would give Rizzo's butt over reading Shakespere! So, they would falter, and ask me to take over.
I was never into sports, and I hated PE class. But most times I got out of it. So, I became Scooter. I would get things for them, bring water, help the girls out in the locker rooms, I would assist the coach. Those sort of things. I always dressed out, as we had to do, but I almost never had to participiate. Unless it was weight training, or volleyball. Those two things I can do great. Any running, no thank you.
In the 8th grade, I was handpicked to be in a drama play by the high school's drama teacher. I loved it so much. She was amazed at how fast I got into this character, and one day I really wowed her. She asked if anyone else could do different voices or accents, and no one answered. So I stood up and I said, I know a couple.
I only rattled off an english accent, then a scottish accent; and finally I tried out a Brooklyn accent. She really liked it a lot. Basically I just melded perfectly with drama class, and I became Scooter to her Kermit. It was just that easy.
I really miss High school sometimes. It was great. So, to find time to do other things now...I just write these stories, and I call you my friends. I don't really have much of a life outside this house.
So yeah, I do sound a lot older then 19 years old. But that's because I've had some stuff happen, that really shouldn't happen, until you're older.