I feel like I need to redo this About page, not because it’s bad, but because I feel like twenty-year-old me was a philosophical douche bag.
Since some days I don’t know who I am, but I am willing to find out. (What a douche canoe)
A lot of you seemed to have liked it, but I feel right now I can make a better About page. So that is what I shall do, let’s start with a mind blower.
My name is still Wesley Pell Hollifield, I know right, shocker! I tried to get my legal name changed to Ash because I like to be the very best, but the court was all ‘That’s a bad joke’ and I was yelling ‘YOU JUST DON’T KNOW FUNNY!’
Moral of the story is I have the same name. (depressing)
I still grew up in a town called Brownsburg within the state of Indiana. (I have yet to get my time machine working sadly…) Going there today would be a whole different world than the one I grew up with. When I grew up there we had a Ritters, which is this frozen custard joint and it was delicious. Now it’s just a Dunkin Donuts because Brownsburg can’t have nice things.
I loved the town for the simple fact that I lived right next to it, I walked into it with friends daily and had mini (dangerous) adventures. I’m sure the cars that littered that main streets wonder just where our parents were, the answer was obvious, ‘They didn’t know we did this’. I am happy they didn’t know because they would have kicked my ass, but now I’m an adult and I win!
I lived in that town until I was fifteen when my dad got a job offer in New York, this was the beginning of my ‘Suite Life of Zach and Cody’ spoof while my mother and sisters packed up the house in Indiana. I called it ‘Boring Life of Wes and Wes’, coincidentally I did have a black guy working as the hotel manager. Annoyingly there was no snack bar with a hot blonde or a dumb rich girl walking around. The spoof didn’t go well and after three months of tragic ratings I moved into a house with my whole family. Sometimes you just have to cut your losses and move on.
I’ve enjoyed New York, it was a good place for my education, but ever since graduation it’s been a haze of trying to find out where to go next. I blame the weed, I mean, the legal substances that one uses to get all relaxed.
My parents started a divorce almost four years ago, it’s a part of my life that will forever be with me. I’ve moved on though and stopped letting it control me *confetti*.
I realize now that I want to go to college for English in hopes to begin my path into a career in writing or possibly even teaching. I’ve tried college before and it didn’t go well for me, I feel like I was sorely unprepared though. I’d like to blame it on my parents’ divorce, but that would be the easy way out I suppose.
I need to get moving on bettering my life, but also to get caught up on all those shows on Hulu and Netflix. (Priorities)