Autobiography Stuffff

WHAI HERRO DERE BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!! I'm going to tell the wonderful story of how Dylan became Dylan! It all started 9 months prior to my birth...I'd rather not talk about such things so skip the first 9 months! :D I ended up being born in a small state called Rhode Island (No, it is not an island). In case you don't know where it is, it's this ridiculously small and awkward state next to Massachusetts. I grew up there in "Ghetto Cranston" until I was 6 years old and my padre said "We're gonna move to this South Carolina place :DDDDDDDDDD" Hahahahaha...haha..ha ugghhhhhhhhh I cant stand moving. So we moved to South Carolina which can also be described as "The portal to a certain place close to the earth's mantle". Then I spent a good majority of my life whining and complaining about the humidity until about a year ago my mom said "WE'RE GOING BACK TO RHODE ISLAND!! *Derp* :3" the reasoning being it's too hot. THEN we moved there...for like 2 months. Then we moved back and get this! We moved back because it...was...too...cold. SERKMHERWFDKFQKM$ADCTEWA!!!! Words cannot describe how upset I was that I had to actually do something and move stuff yet again. Now I'm in high school in a photography class :D Aaaaaaaaand that's pretty much my life. I like long walks on the beach  and small fluffy kittens and the occasional scratching of the back of my head. I hope you all enjoy my nonsense!FAREWELL THY FELLOW HUMANS!

 

-Cletus Bogumphrey

 

NEVERMIND I am not done >.> I forgot my mission statement! My mission is to excel in the art of photography and get through high school! Soooooooo that is pretty much it! Thank you all! Stay in school and don't do drugs! :D