this story takes place back in the late 80's - early 90's.
i was a very good student and earned good grades.
in fact, i was possibly even going to attend a elite university
by way of high school sports i became interested in lifting waits and fitness
however, i suffered a devastatious injury my junior year
unfortunately, the people i thought was my friends werent really and they didnt support me
i didnt really no how to cope with the injury so i actually dropped out of school because of the depression
rather than go back and try to finish which would of been the right decision i moved out west to pursue my dream of becoming a professional bodybuilder
this was a bad mistake
i didnt have enough money to support myself and i made some not so good friends
at one time i was even smoking cigarettes filled with drugs
since then fortunately my life has taken a turn for the better
i met my wife and have a new passion, which is the ufc and training to someday become a pro
the moral of my story is there is always time for people to pursue they dream, its never to late
however its important to have a few basic things before you pursue your dream which is what i was missing at first, that men need a strong, loving, faithful woman in they life and positive friends who care about you and wont abandon you when you need them the most
sometimes i like to dream about what other coarse my life would have taken
sometimes i think maybe i would be a famous writer or maybe even a doctor of medicine
but if that was the case i would never have met my wife most likely
just goes to show that sometimes the grass may look greener on the other side of the fence but its not actually really greener even though it looks greener at first, ya know sayin?
