I grew up in the hard streets of west Peoria, AZ, usually in the low-level houses in the 200's. After that I moved to a shady park, it was filled with blue hairs and manufactured homes and I was stuck with a community pool and a big-grass-filled back yard. Once I got to high school, I was forced to go to a gangland school where the white kids got busted for buying oregano and everyone else drove brand new cars - must have been making a lot of money from selling oregano.
After that I was shipped to the Great White North where I was sent to labor for four years in the snow, well actually my dad just paid for my tuition to send me to Northern Arizona University (NAU).
I planned on becoming a strength and conditioning coach and get my major in kinesiology and minor in nutrition (or try harder and get a double degree). However, I decided to rebel against my father's wishes and transferred to the W.A. Franke College of Business, which was actually a sub-college of NAU and my dad told me to do what would make me happy because he just wanted the best for me and the most important thing is that he loved me. Man is he tough on me.
Every summer, my father kidnaps me and brings me to what I like to call the Devil's Smokehouse. My father puts me into forced labor in the frying hot heat, where the average temperature are in the 100's. Now, when I say "forced labor," I mean he makes me do half the chores and I get to live in his house rent free and eat his food while I get to do whatever else I want, such as taking naps, swimming, watching several TV marathons on separate channels, poker, fishing, poker, fishing, going to hang out with friends.
I grew up in a hard life, and I promised myself that one day...one day I would get a job so I could finally move out of my father's house.
And...that is what I do now!
Right now I am finishing up a double major in economics and finance at NAU. I am looking for a job after I am done with school probably as a loan officer (A.E.) and in the mean time build some what of a writing career. Coinciding with that I plan on making various investments for my holding company into real estate and stocks until I make enough passive income that I can cover my job's yearly salary.
So, right now I am creating this bio using a short article on how The Resume is Dead, The Bio is King
and it tells me I need to tell my "point of view." I suppose most people don't care what my point of view is unless they agree with me. And, well folks I can tell you most don't agree with me, at least not superficially. I am a Catholic and I am a conservative and a American monarchist (meaning that I believe a monarch is best).