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From from when you were made or the day you were born to now keep it short but not too short

no

F U dwayne lol

hmm lets see...

I was born.
Can't remember the first half of my life.
I go to the much dreaded school.
I sleep.

Yup. Thats my story.

*claps

Interesting.

Um..lets see.

A book wrote for me.

GROWING UP

Chris Aris Jay, Jr. was born on January 6, 1982 in Tampa, Florida.His mother, a teenager at the time, was unprepared for parenthood. She tried to raise Chris by herself in Miami but started to hang out with some unsavory types and eventually got in trouble with the police. When the authorities became aware of young Chris's plight, they made arrangements to place him in foster care.

Chris's dad was working in an auto parts store in Tampa when the call came. As the boy’s natural father, he had rights. Normally, the call made to him is just a cursory contact, a formality to clear the child before moving him into a new home. But Gilbert Sr. thought about his own childhood—he grew up without a father—and decided to do the right thing. He assumed sole custody of his two-year-old son. Gilbert went 20 years before he saw his mother again.

Gilbert Sr. had big dreams. A baseball star at Florida Memorial College, he walked on to Howard Schnellenberger’s University of Miami football squad as a fullback in 1980. That was the season freshman quarterback Jim Kelly became the team’s starter and the Hurricanes won the Peach Bowl. Gilbert Sr.'s sports career ended that year, however, when he injured his leg.

A tall, good-looking man, Gilbert’s father got into modeling, appearing in ads for Sears and JC Penney. He eventually found his way into acting and appeared in the first two episodes of Miami Vice. When the show became a hit, he decided to leverage his 15 minutes of fame and moved to Los Angeles to further his career. He and his son packed everything they owned into his Mazda RX-7 and headed west.

When they arrived in Hollywood, they discovered the rental market worked a little differently than in Miami. Landlords were looking for $1,000 or more up front, which was more than Gilbert Sr. had saved. The pair spent three nights sleeping in the car in a Burbank parking lot before securing a room at a YMCA.

The first order of business for Gilbert Sr. was to find a steady job. He talked up the manager of a furniture store, who couldn’t help but notice the seven-year-old kid dribbling a basketball between his legs while he waited near the car. Because his new boss was a hoops fanatic, Gilbert Sr. got the job.

Later, Gilbert Sr. landed a night job with UPS. He would work until morning, catch a couple of hours of sleep while his son was in school, and go on auditions in the evenings. He hired an agent, who helped him get bits parts in TV shows, movies and commercials (including high-paying ones for Tostitos and Pepcid AC). Gilbert Sr. was relentless in his pursuit of work. He was imaginative, too. Once he got into a softball game with the Days of Our Lives team and and launched several long home runs. Soon he was playing a fireman on the soap.

Having an actor for a father could be interesting. Gilbert once brought a friend home, and his father kept shouting, “Kick his ass!” Gilbert had to explain that his father, who was due to shoot a scene the next day in Jean-Claude Van Damme’s Lionheart, was practicing his one line until he had it down perfectly.

Left to his own devices, Gilbert became the neighborhood pain in the ass, busting windows, keying cars and getting into minor trouble in a major way. He hated to be home alone and didn’t know how to unleash his boundless energy. He did well enough in school and learned how to charm his teachers with a big smile and a sly sense of humor. Still, without an outlet, Gilbert was headed for problems.

Around the age of 11, basketball replaced street football as Gilbert’s primary outlet. He played after school and, when his father left for the night shift at UPS, he would sneak out and ball it up all night. Before long, Gilbert became a familiar face on the local playgrounds. His father had an inkling of what he was doing and developed a network of friends in the area who would keep an eye on his son.

More to come

You wrote all that?

The gilbert arenas story,eh?

My story:
Born.
Still alive.

I will post my sotry in the morning or later at night

Burgandy And Gold wrote:

I will post my sotry in the morning or later at night

Ohmygod. I'm so excited..I cant wait!!!!!!!!!!



















bahahahaha

I opening my eyes and saw lights..... 20 years later..... here we are. :zzzzz:

Well I came out of CBI's vajayjay...you don't wanna know the rest.

I edited this on january 20th,2011..noone will ever see that i did this...sweet!

i was a broke-ass-rapper when i was little, got shot nine times, then i became rich and powerful.

I was born
Slept
Cried
Did some insignificant stuff
Slept again

And here I am now XD

Exciting huh?
lol

Peach <3 wrote:

I went to eat some food.

And here I am now XD

Exciting huh?
lol

THATS more like it

I done this before I wrote a 13 page bio about myself for a class and still left out A LOT! of stuff .

simple ... was born , did things .... here now : )

Eff Ben wrote:

Peach <3 wrote:

I went to eat some food.

And here I am now XD

Exciting huh?
lol

THATS more like it

lmao, I forgot "eat"
your right eating is a huge part of my life!
lol