Lights, Camera, Action |My Story| (Discontinued)

Part 1 (Prologue??)

Good. Evil. Light. Dark. Hot. Cold. What's the difference?

Hi, I'm Ocean. This is my story. No biased. I'm not trying to cover my mistakes, or make me seem like an angel, or an enemy like the devil.

Speaking of. Religion. I hate to touch the sensitive subject, but it's the easiest to get out of the way. Yet it's still complicated.

That's what my life is.

Complicated.

Now, I was baptised into a Catholic church, what's name I can barely remember, and that's saying something, as I still live in the same town I have all my life, and even see it sometimes. This shows you that I haven't gone to a mass recently. I think.. it was St. Edwards. Anyway, at this church, I can't remember the first priest it had, but the next, and current one still I believe, was not.. nice..? It sounds wierd calling a priest not a good person.

Let me explain.

He got mine, and every other kid's, favorite tree to rest under chopped down, because literally the leaves would fall and occasionally get kicked through the door. He never really cared about us kids all that much, either, he'd never give us even a cent to do something fun if it cost money. The majority of kids who went to my Sunday school were bullies or just plain mean. I didn't pay much attention because my talking voice sounded annoying to them, so I didn't ask questions. My few acquaintances occasionally helped me with a paper or two. The only really good part was the church choir.. it was funny how they put me as an angel. I could never live that role in real life. Though, I soon found out, acting was key.

I eventually just stopped going to mass mostly due to my bad sleep schedule.

Then I found another church.

Toward my leaving years at St. Edwards, there was a church down the street. First Baptist Church. I still remember it, and go there occasionally. I mostly went for a Christian performance with singing, it was.. kinda like a play. It was amazing, they'd always give me solos and big roles. I miss it, now I'm just to old to do it, so I haven't gone to a Church for a couple of months, years if you mean go there to go there, I went to friend's, now girlfriend's, church once, and that's it.

What do I believe in? God? The Greek Gods? Attack Helicopters? The Flying Spaghetti Monster? Lord Helix?

Honestly, I don't know. I pray to god, but I consider I could be talking to Zeus..? Or myself. I say Greek Gods because Percy Jackson has a good cover for them possibly being real, I don't know.

As you could probably see, mentioned singing a lot.. I don't know exactly.. but.. that, I'll explain when I get to my main story. But dancing...

●Just Dance Studios●

My experience here was.. okay at first. It was fun, I learned ballet, tap, and jazz, after a while I started hip hop but I quit, so I could start piano lessons and eventually voice lessons. Another reason I quit was because they never really taught me anything new after the first year. I didn't have much to do after schools besides piano after that, so I suppose we have to rewind to just a little before I started kindergarten.