Post by SHANE PIERCE HUDSON on Dec 9, 2010 16:10:32 GMT -5
SHANE PIERCE HUDSON
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none , 23, NYC CITIZEN , ERICA
So…uh…yeah, I guess I should start out by telling you my name. I’m Shane, um…Shane Pierce Hudson. I was born on June 7th 1987, making me…drum roll please. Twenty-three. I’m sitting in my last year of college. My birth is a pretty average one. My parents had sex and I was conceived. Pretty simple. I was born in a hospital somewhere in London, not sure exactly where, but uh…yea. My dad couldn’t keep it in his pants, knocked up my mom, and well here I am. Nothing super significant, slightly scandalous yes, but nothing that doesn’t happen every day. I guess when those girls call me a bastard, they weren’t that far from the truth. Haha. As stated I’m originally from London, but recently just moved out here. I’m not really a shy guy, but I’m not overly outgoing either, and I guess I that’s because of how I grew up. I don’t really know what I want out of life yet, but it doesn’t really matter because I got the rest of my life to figure that out. Unless I die before that happens. That’d be a major buzz kill. But don’t get the wrong idea about me, I’m not a morbid person or anything. Actually, I ‘m quite the opposite, I’m pretty much a happy go lucky kind of guy. And live life as it comes at me you know. Why live for the future, when life is going on right now. I don’t wanna miss anything.
I’m not really the most serious person in the world. I love to have fun and play pranks, and just get into trouble. I’m not to make afraid to make a fool of myself in the name of fun, and that’s what I think people love about me. I love a good laugh and definitely not afraid to laugh at someone for being an idiot, especially since there are so many of them out there. I’m big on honesty. Lie to me and we got a problem. I tell it like it is, you don’t like tough. And I rarely keep secrets from people. It’s not that I don’t know how to lie it’s I just don’t see the point in it. Oh dudes, I live for a good confrontation. They pump me up, I never shy away from an argument. You push, look at me the wrong way, try to start something, your ass is mine. Got it? Good. I like to think I’m a fairly confident person. I mean, I know who I am, what I like, and how to survive. I don’t need to try to be anybody else, cause I’m me, you know what I mean. I’m not willing to change for anybody.
So…yeah…I got a pretty active imagination, and a fairly dirty mind. It keeps me entertained when I’m bored. I will say that. I’m very curious about everything, and that has a tendency to get me into trouble. I don’t even know why. I was just checking things out, and the next thing I know I’m being hauled off to the principals off or off to jail. Shit! Curiosity really did kill the cat. But I will say my imagination and curiosity help out my sense of humor. So don’t tell anybody, but I’m kinda a smart person. I got an IQ of 118… yeah…I don’t know how I managed that. Girls…God’s greatest creation, and I mean that in the truest since of the word. I love them. I love to look at them, I love to touch, to smell, to do …other things. Commitment and I don’t go hand and hand anymore. I mean I used to commit to girls, but something happened. I know what’s going through your head, no a girl didn’t cheat on me. Please, as if a girl would cheat on this. Look at me. I do the cheating, and technically it isn’t even cheating since we’re not even in a relationship to begin with. But um…I’ll pretty much fuck any chick. I’m adhd, an can’t really sit still for long periods of time, another thing that got me in trouble. I’m constantly moving and can’t stand behind locked inside. OH! That’s another thing, I’m claustrophobic too. I’m usually outside running around, doing my business.
My parents, Jack and Delia, formerly Delia Monroe got married after they graduated College as my father got her pregnant. My grandfather on my father’s side didn’t exactly approve my mother at all since she was born below his wealth status, and kicked Pop out of the family, and yea...I was born. Epic story there I know, but I’m not done. My father, never one to be kicked to the curb, went off to find his fortune. Haha Big Fail there! Major one…Pop having never known the true meaning of work before never quite achieved that fortune. They tried to do right by me, but kind of became junkies and alcoholics.
As far back as I can remember I was always beating on something, whether it was the floor, my desk, pots and pans, anything really. I loved it. I sort of had a talent for music, but didn’t fully realize it then. For the most part, my parents didn’t really acknowledge my existence when I was a kid, so I’ve been on my own for most of my life.
When I was in the 6th grade I joined the school band and was in it for the next 7 yrs. I was the youngest drummer in the entire school, and I soooooo didn’t have a problem with that. In ninth grade I joined the marching band deciding to handle one of the biggest instruments I picked up the bass drum and for the next 2 years he played the largest bass drum on the line Bass 5. It was huge!
Ever since I was a kid I said that I would never do drugs, not after what I see could happen to you. When I was 15 I started to really enjoy the club scene, and began to go to party’s all the time. (BIG MISTAKE) I did everything from, coke, heroin, to weed. Yea, I do have a drinking problem; it’s not big deal, but still… I remember my first concert. I was 12 years old and in the 6th grade. I’ll never forget it; it was a Death Cab Concert (the greatest band ever!) and she loved everything about it. The atmosphere, the energy, the sounds, it was the greatest feeling in the world, and I spends every day of my life trying to find it.
I o.d. once, scared the shit out of the few people who actually cared about me, and woke them up to my little drug habit. They tried rehab, but it didn’t work, and I fell back into my old ways. And then one day I woke up, and realized my life was crap, I’m trying to change, but a small part of me doesn’t want to. It wasn’t like I intentionally overdosed; I had just simply taken too many. Anyways needing a change in life, I moved out to NYC, hopefully, life will get better.
