Why not begin an autobiography about me with, well... me. By the time I started to write this, it was the beginning of summer right before my junior year in high school. My name is Bryan E. B-R-Y-A-N. It is spelled with a 'y' but no one will remember. Whenever I got a slip from the office, it would be with an 'i' and it would piss me the fuck off. Pardon the cussing, or don't.
Last time I checked, I am of the male species and almost sixteen. Because I was born in August, I am gifted the honor of being the youngest one in my grade. Luckily, I don't have to bear the title alone. I was graced with my better half. My twin sister, Hanna. My junior year will be the first year in high school with her, since I went to a different school, Emperor High, home of the Falcons. Starting in July, I will be a Stallion at Endrada.
After much convincing, and my best friend going to Endrada, I decided 'the hell with it' and decided to transfer. My school life wasn't that glamorous, so it didn't seem like a big deal until the last day of sophomore year, but that's a different story.
I am gifted with an older sister currently age 20 attending a beauty school. The weird thing is that we look more alike than me and my actual twin. With those being my only two siblings, it means I have two sisters and a grand total of 0 brothers. A guy not having a brother and growing up with girls is extremely awful. The only one I can game with is my dad, and I had to play chick stuff with my sisters like Littlest Pet Shops and Webkinz. I'm not saying that I didn't enjoy it, but there were better things to do as a kid that age.
I've grown up with both of my parents, but, like every other couple, they weren't perfect. How they stuck it out to the end bewilders me, but I'm glad they did. My mom is actually missing a leg since birth, which means she is quite small, and surprise surprise, those genes got passed down. I do have all my body parts, but I did turn out quite small. I'm finally growing again, but after the experiencing the hell of middle school as the smallest boy.
The love of anime is real in me and no one else in my family except my cousin who I haven't seen in years. I don't watch it for the sexy women, monster love, or sibling *cough* *cough* intercourse. If I wanted all those things, I could probably just watch Game of Thrones. My love for the franchise goes deeper than that, but not in a creepy way.
I've been Jewish all my life, but me and my sister haven't had our B'nai Mitzvah; hell we don't even have our permits yet. We aren't that religious, but do participate in Hanukkah, so we get all the presents. It sucks not getting together with family during Christmas, but we don't have to deal with the pain of decorating like the rest. I find Jew jokes hilarious, but the ones who say them that aren't Jewish shouldn't go that far, but can still say them in front of me.
I'm a picky ass eater and I am proud of it. I am not a healthy eater, but that's because no matter how much I eat, I'm incredibly skinny. I'll start to eat healthy when my body shows me I have to.
I should probably stop being a selfish bastard and telling you all about me and actually teach you some life lessons you'll probably forget about.
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