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Angel...
Okay...about me...Um...the REAL ME...
Well, not too many people know the REAL ME. But, I love to sing, music is a big part of my life. It's my escape from daily problems and a way to express my feelings and emotions. I keep my life pretty busy, I try to get involved in all the activities that I like to do. Unfortunetly, I am not able to do every thing that I want, I do what I can. If you want to see the things I am involved in please go to my ABOUT PAGE... |
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Family and Friends...
I have an older brother, Victor. He is 23 and he lives in an apartment in Chicago. I consider us really close. I have always admired my brother and the talent he possesses. You see, my brother is a very talented artist. I love to see his paintings, sketches, and drawings. I hope to one day be able to see his artwork in a museum or his illustrations in magazines. I know I don't say it enough but I love you Kuya.
My mom and dad I love dearly. They have always been there for me if and when I need them. We have had our share of hard times and together we get through them. My mom and dad work very hard to give my brother and I what we need and what they could never have. I think the best decision they ever made was to come here to the United States. They seem very happy to be living and working here. I love you mommy and daddy.
My friends mean an aweful lot to me too. I have come to the conclusion that I don't have a lot of close friends, but those friendships that are close, strong and real I cherish. Without my friends I probably would not have made it this far in life. They are always there for me to hear me complain, to cheer me on, or to help me study for exams for HOURS, even if they DON'T know the subject. I love each and every one of you with all my heart. Thank you! |
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Italy Performance Tour
I had the greatest time when I went to Italy to perform (sing and play in the orchestra) with my school's music department. I had such a wonderful time. First, we sang on Saturday, April 14, 2001, at Gesu e Maria Church in Rome, Italy. Then on Easter Sunday (April 15, 2001) we sang in Saint Peter's Basilica, at the Vatican. We went to so many places, and I had such a great time, even when it rained on Saturday on our way to perform, and while touring the cities, I still love Italy. I cannot wait until I can tour the rest of Italy and Europe. Hopefully that will be someday soon. For now I just want to thank Glenn, Carlotta, Guiseppe, Mark, and Mr.H for making this experience so wonderful and unforgettable.
It all seems like a dream...and I just don't want to wake up.
Thank you! Grazie!
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A very important man...
One very important person in my life is my neighbor, Ed. Ever since I can remember I used to call him "Uncle Ed." He was a grandfather to me. He'd always have things to give us kids (my brother and I), he'd always remember our birthday (even when he mixed up the date and thought my birthday was on the 3rd and not the 23rd). He was and is a wonderful, wonderful man.
Just this past summer, Ed started having problems with walking. On more than one occasion I found myself opening the door of his house for the paramedics. He has become weaker now. He had another stroke and his son-in-law, my family, our neighbors, and the paramedics, all said that he needed 24hour care. He was admitted into a nursing home where he is currently staying. He means a lot to me, and I realize now, as I am writing this, that he means more to me than I ever thought. I'm sorry I never stopped by more often when I could, and I'm sorry I don't stop by more often now, but I'm actually scared to. I know he won't really recognize me, and he won't remember me even visiting but I know that I should before it is too late. As you are reading this, you probably don't realize what a impact this one man has on my life. I don't think that anyone will ever realize what he means to me, and my family. I can only hope that after reading this, you won't make the same mistake I did, and wait too long. I hope that he remembers me, I hope that he remembers that I visited. I hope he understands why it took me so long.
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