1. -Life and Times of DWBIII-
Life is a test full of joy and hart, and though my research I felt the joy and
the hart. Who am I? My name is David William Branch III. I was conceived on
July 21, 1993 from LaSandra Branch and David Branch Jr. I had to rise myself
since the age of 9. I learned that all I have in this world is me so I never counted
on any one but myself. I have no hero’s or role models. I have adornment and
trust issues. I am the man at a cross road and don’t know which way to go. I
have no hero’s or role models. I only reach out to those who reach out unto me.
When I was a child before life removed all the innocence I had a good life
living in a two parent household. I was happy and had no problems. When my
parent’s got a divorce my life went to hell and my heart died. I overcame this by
finding who loved me. I cannot lie; I still carry a grudge about it. The divorce
made me mad as hell at them and at the world.
Currently I am a man who is better than I ever was. I once was losing in me
but I have found myself and I have found people who believe in me. I still have
problems but everyone does and I choose not to let them control me. The only
thing I care about is those who care for me. I know as long as I have Alice
Johnson, Daniel Barfield, Newton, and Rozzelle Kayanta I will be fine.
Currently my life is good but not good enough and it will not be good enough
until I make them and myself proud. That could never happen until I be all I can
be, and the best man I can be.
My future plan is to become an automotive engineer and be successful by
opening my own business. I will accomplish this by going to AIT, WyoTech, or
2. J.Sargent. If I go to J.Sargent I will join the automotive program. Once I
complete school I will save money up to open my own shop. While I am doing
that I will go back to school online for business. If my shop does well I will
open up others. That is my future plans.
Nobody asked for life to deal us with these bullshit hands we are dealt. We
have to take these cards ourselves and flip them and do not expect any help. I
could have either just sat on my behind being anger, or take this situation in
which I am placed in and get up and get my own. I was never the type of kid to
wait by the door and pack his bags or who sat on the porch and hoped and
prayed for a dad to show up who never did. I just wanted to fit in every single
place and every school I went. I dreamed of being that cool kid, even if it meant
acting stupid. My mama always told me if I keep making that face it will get
stuck like that. Meanwhile I'm just standing there ignoring her until I cut my
finger on a can at 7 years old. I learned a lesson then because I have not played
with any cans any more. To truly understand me, you will have to walk a
thousand miles in my shoes.
