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_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ t h e y c a l l m e ; zane-alex, zane, zaney-boy, Bunny.
D.O.B [ july thirtieth !! ]
_______sex + sex + sex = straight boy
( S C R E A M ) - - - ( bohemian badass )
d r i n k it up - - - [ ♦ ]
_______What would it be like for you, to be known as the out-of-place white kid in Mexico, where you grew up? Well, I'll tell you, not fun. Mexicans are, obviously, very tan. But, I'm about 75% Mexican...and I'm white.
Growing up was hard for me, because by the time I was fifteen, I had already had my snakebites, and I was known as an emo kid, mostly because I have black hair and I'm really white. Well, I'm Mexican! My hair is naturally black, but I look more like my mom, somehow, with black hair and really pale skin. I also have a mixture of my mom's greenish blue eyes, and my dad's goldish eyes. I have bluish greenish goldish coloured eyes. My mom was born in Mexico, but her parents and her moved to Southern Arizona when she was little. My parents met in Mexico, though, as my father lived there, and my mother was on a trip, seeing family. They met, happy and loving, and had me. I lived in Mexico most of my life, but moved to the States when I was about fourteen. I had been teaching myself how to speak English, knowing that I wouldn't live in Mexico all my life.
My mom and dad had two more kids when I was four. And they were twins. Ana and James. Yes, twins that are opposite genders. They both are fourteen right now, and I'm eighteen. Now...What else is there to share to you, children? Ah! I know. How I got my image of being a player. Well, over the years of living in America, I've built the image of being a player, obviously. I have my Mexican accent, and charm, so somehow that wins over every girl I go after. I like a variety, and I change my mind very easily, which makes my mom go crazy. Especially since I have ADD. I'm always hyper, and caffeine doesn't make me more hyper. It makes me calmer, which explains why my mom is always stocked up on very caffeinated sodas, or energy drinks. All of the girlfriends I've had in the past just liked my for being "hot", which bugs me just the slightest. I see myself as a revolutionist, but my mom likes to argue that I'm just very argumentative, and that I would make a great lawyer. Its a little funny to argue with her because my mother always loses easily.
My father died when I was about eight years old. He was a busy man; he had his own company, and my mother was partially in charge of it, with him. They worked all hours of the day, but took off the night and weekends, and holidays to be with me and my little twins. My dad, Antonio, was on a flight coming from Milan, Italy, when the plane's engines weren't up for it. He died two days after the crash. Everyone in my family was devastated, but my mom and I knew that we couldn't tell James or Ana about the crash; they were too little to understand. I had recently been diagnosed with ADD, and my mom was doing fine with everything, expecting my dad's arrival home a few days later. But, when the plane crashed, my father apparently had horrible wounds on his side and head, and he didn't make it. My mom had to deal with me, the twins, and the company, while juggling all hours to keep us fed and healthy.
About six months after the crash, my mom started getting less stressed about everything, and she started to work things out better. She became a stay-at-home-mom, but still managed the company; just at home. As for the twins, they both thought that dad went on a trip, and would be back soon; even after six months they still thought that. They were very positive that dad was coming back, no matter what. By the time they were eight, and I was twelve, my mom thought that it was time to sit them down, and tell then about the crash. When they were told, only James cried; Ana didn't. It was weird, but she told my mom that she sorta felt that she knew that dad wasn't coming back the entire time. She never went depressed or anything, though, which made it very good for the family, mostly because my mom was spending a lot of money on me, for my ADD pills, and still taking care of everything else.
Once I was thirteen, though, I started wearing different clothes, and acting a little different. I started getting girls more often, and I almost always had a girlfriend. My mom noticed the changes, and knew that I was becoming a "hombre de las señoras" as my father would say, or "ladies man" in English. I was still in Mexico at the time, but when I turned fifteen, my mom told me and the twins that we were moving to Southern Arizona, where she lived as a kid. We moved, taking everything that we had with us, except out really nice Mexican home.
I got the nickname "Bunny" as a child because I was very bouncy, you could say. My ADD had a very big effect on my little life, and my mom called me her Bunny-Rabbit, and the name just sorta stuck throughout my life. She loves to embarrass me in front of friends or girlfriends, calling me Bunny. Its amusing, even for me. But anyways, that's pretty much it about me.
t h r o w it up - - - [ ♦ ]
_______Well, as most people can guess, I'm the quiet guy with a lot to say. I like to speak my mind, but I don't like to say whats on my mind, sometimes. I'm really argumentative about things I believe in, and I would call myself a revolutionist, no matter what anyone says. I want to change the world one day, just one little thing at a time. Even the smallest things can become the biggest problems. I spend most of my time at the coffee shop, mostly because I want it to stay alive, and I want a good reputation of a regular there. I know that people make up rumors about me, and what not. Just because I like to date girls a lot, and I'm not exactly "good". I don't care. The coffee shop is the one thing that really keeps me going, for the most part.
I enjoy reading and writing poetry, and writing my own lyrics. Most of the time, when I plan on writing a poem, it turns into a song, and I end up writing notes to go along with it, and I get out my guitar, and turn it into a full on song. I like to hang out at the coffee shop; I spend a lot of time there. Its also where I'm known for picking up girls. I'm really proud of my Mexican heritage. I was raised to be Catholic, even though I don't really believe in any religion. So I guess you could call me Agnostic.
I love reading in general, I like to read Edgar Allan Poe, Stephenie Meyer, Christopher Paolini, and other random others. Even some chick books. They're entertaining, I must say. My sister and brother are really important to me, and I would jump in front of a bullet for either of them. Of course they annoy me, like any siblings, but I get along with them fine in general, same with my mom. She makes quite a bit of money, so we live in one of the nicer houses in Arizona. For my fifteenth birthday, she got me a maroon red Mercedes for no reason; I didn't even ask! Its my beloved car, and I'm really happy that she got it.
Well, I believe that's about it for me...
say my N A M E [ Layleeah ]
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