a little bit about me
To start things off I’d just like to make the point that I hate writing about myself and it’s rather difficult, it’s much easier and much more enjoyable when writing as or about someone else. But I started thinking a while back and thought I should go more in-depth about myself in a blog since I really can’t get who I am as a person across over chat. So just some basic information… my actual name is Charity and I live with my sister, Courtney (14) and my father. I also have a half-brother, Justin (18) but he doesn’t live with us. And as far as my family goes I’d say we’re all Korn fans to some extent, but the strange thing is that I really didn’t become a real Korn fan from my family. How I really got into Korn was that one day I was visiting my religious neighbors and they kept talking about how Korn’s guitarist left and became a Christian. So then I go home and Google'd Korn and I realize I’ve been listening to their music for most of my life and it just blossomed from there!
And I can recall many Korn encounters that have happened throughout my childhood. Probably the earliest was when my sister and I would go into the garage and turn up the boom box which always had Korn’s Greatest Hits album in it. Then we’d go into our little toy jeep and drive around the house while pretending the song Word Up was coming from our jeep. I can also remember when ever my mom would drive my brother back to his father’s house that’d we’d listen to Untouchables the entire ride. Then another time my brother gave my dad the See you on the Other Side album for his birthday. Later that night my brother showed my sister and me a video of Jonathan preforming and honestly his microphone weirded me out!
But all in all my childhood was rather enjoyable, despite quite a few rough patches here and there... Actually during the first few school years I was quite misbehaved and eventually I was put on a medication of sorts for anger management. But I had always hated taking pills, especially these one’s because they were really big and hard to shallow. So for however many years that I was prescribed the medication I would either, A) stuff the pills in the couch cushions or, B) pretend to shallow them then immediately go spit them into the toilet. The doctor assumed my anger was because of my parents, but I would disagree, I was just a misbehaved, selfish child, but my behavior and attitude defiantly improved with time. With that and a few other odd or painful memories my childhood was otherwise wonderful and it’s something I value and cherish. I have so many pictures and I love reliving those moments.
One of my favorite childhood pictures!~