I feel that I am destined for greatness. I have felt this way ever since I was really young. Things seem to always fall in place the way that I want them to. Don't get the wrong idea, I'm not saying that I am perfect, or that my life has been. I'm just saying that in most cases, the things that I go after tend to work out. First and for most I give credit to God. I deeply believe with 100% of my mind, body and soul that he sent me here with a purpose. Secondly, I believe it's because of my heart. If I pursue something, it is never half-assed. I think that you should be 100% in what ever you should decide to do. Lastly, I think it is because my sense of understanding. For some reason or another, I just seem to know what it takes to excel. And not just in some things; in just about everything I have ever tried. Whether it be communicating with people, sports, music, education, acting, etc., I have always done exceptionally well. Looks are decieveing though, as much as it is a gift, it is a curse as well. Being to good at so many things and having so many interests distracts you from consistently chasing after one particular goal. Because you have such an array of options, each that could lead to it's own form of happiness, it makes it kind of hard to decide on one. Let me elaborate a little on my life. I grew up in the melting pot of North Carolina. In school I got along with people of every walk of life. Eversince 1st grade I was placed in AG classes. In school I starred in two plays; Tom Sawyer in "The adventures of Tom Sawyer" and Danny in "Grease". I was the captain of my school's Football, Wrestling, and Track teams. In the later years I bounced from school to school and ended up dropping out at age 16. I got my GED a week later. Though I had turned my back on school, school did not turn it's back on me. Over the next two years I recieved some sixty odd letters from colleges for scholarships. It really made no sense to me. I spent the next couple years working on music and getting into trouble. October first 2002, was a very bad day. My brother got shot in one of those"wrong place, wrong time" kind of shootings. His name was Ian. 19 days later,I became a father I named my first son after my fallen brother. I grew up a little. Too bad it hadn't been a little sooner. By then I had gotten another girl pregnant with my son Bryce. Not to say that I would ever wish to take back such beautiful gifts from God. I would rather die. I worked from job to job over the next couple years and followed into a trade of electrical contracting. It put food on the table but it wasn't where my heart was at. I started getting frustrated with where my life was at. I wasn't used to living for someone else and all that came with it. I started falling back into the negative patterns I had walked before. I turned my back on my family. Three years later I found God. Ian's mother and I reconciled and tried to put the past behind us. Then I had a daughter. We named her Grace. She's the most beautiful girl in this world. It scared me, having a a little girl roaming around in this sick world. Then and there, I decided to change the world. One night, after looking into my children's eyes, I thought to myself long and hard about my proirities: God, Family, Goals; in that exact order. Being that, I wasn't able to dedicate the time necessary it would take to reach my own personal goals quickly. It would take time. It would take discipline, dedication and work. Every day since i have been re-habilitating my better self. I've been reading and broaden ing my horizon. I've been living healthier and providing a better example for my children. Now I'm here.