Like others in my predicament of writing this blog post well into the near-late status of this assignment, I felt as though ten songs would not suffice in embodying who I am. So, I turned to the only method I could to finish this assignment.
I took a nap.
Then I started writing a poem. But then again, poems that reach 500 words tend to suck. And I wouldn’t want to bother anyone else in putting them to sleep with my writing.
Although, you may or may not already be asleep at this point, or you just skimmed past my first few sentences and ended up catching this part, I say to you, family. You have become my family just by reading this. Well no, I digress, I have no idea what you look like or who you are, so you may be just a cousin such and such five times removed on my dog’s side. Anyway, I am blessed to have been part of so many families over the years. Academic tie in! In sociology, this is our sociological experience. Ha! Didn’t think that there would be much relevance here would there?

Now to explain them. Not in any particular order, we have: my paternal family (without my brother),my closest high school bros, my ROTC detachment – Bravo company, my middle school family, my longboarding family, my SEO family.

My immediate family. Mom. Dad. Mark( In the Philippine). Paul(RIP). Me. This doesn’t need any description. Blood is thicker than water.

My high school bros. Our yearbook signing was pretty emotional to say the least. A mix of beer pong and goodbyes aren’t the best way to keep your book dry. For me this is a no need for explanation part. Think of you closest friends. Bang. These are the same.

Bravo Company. Hooah! I’m new to the company, but I have been shown nothing but kindness and innate professionalism from my platoon, squad, and company leaders. I wake up at 4 AM on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays in order to get to PT. On Fridays I endure the pledge process of the Pershing Rifles Company D-8. Here I learn the intricacies of OPORDs as well as how to breach and clear a room. These guys (and gals) are people I would be willing to fight side by side with.

My middle school friends. Wow. Don’t we change? These guys were with me for eight years. I went to a catholic school and the bonds I made here are still present in my life. I still have regular contact with them, whether it is merely a game of basketball or serious conversations, we are still there with each other.

My longboarding family. Now if you haven’t seen me around the school with my longboard, well I suggest you rip your eyes out and throw them away in the kindest way. Seriously though, I bring it everywhere. It is my belief that longboarders are some of the nicest people you will ever meet. End of story.
My SEO fam. Now, this is my scholarship program. Did I get into my dream school? No. But some of them did, and a lot of them needed it more than I did. These guys are brilliant. Done.

Want to know me? Know my families. They all are in me.