Kimie Renee

After being cut ever so delicately out of my mother's womb on the 15th of June in the year 1981. I began this so called journey of life. I was second born to a not so enthused brother and let's say my padres were none the less stuck with eachother for lack of a better word.

We resided in domesticated bliss in La Mesa, Ca until pops got a job that moved us to Plano, TX. Yes the town that had a Heroin problem in the early 90s. Good thing we had already since made it back to So Cal by then or this content may have been non exsistent. Trust me with my childhood insecurites, need for approval and life long goal of checking out of the present moment, I woud have been SOLD on the epidemic!

I very much enjoyed my southern roots and cookie cutter elementary years and moving back to Cali was a bit of transistion; good, bad, indifferent. I was a product of two working parents that barely had time to look at themselves in the mirror. I craved acceptance and social validation at any and all costs. I learned most of my life lessons, from Jenny Jones, Montel and the local Mall. I know, right?! Where could I ever have gone wrong.

High School headed new ventures for me, ones so great, I would prefer not to discuss them at this time. I was one of those teens that felt beyond my years althought not really so, looking back in hindsight. I mean, I worked a few part time jobs, my parents gave me a car and my own phone line and that some how made me feel so entitled and independent. The interenet was my plateau to voice my need for freedom. Thank you AOL and your 1000 free hours, where I could 18/f/single my way through my teens and was so lucky to find an online pedofile prior to MSNBC luring said men into trap houses with fresh baked cookies.

Life goes on, as we all know, and it did for me to. I did in fact graduate high school and attempted to go the Junior College route, however, I truely believe if you couldn't make high school a priorty chances are college is not going to be a strong suit either. It wasnt. Luckily, I interviewed great and knew how to say what you wanted to hear, so ineviteably the work place was for me. Office job after office job, I could get a job like nobodies buisness... Keeping them eh, was another story. Someone once did a reading on my Signature and said that I had a great first impression and poor follow through...Eyes wide open, damn gina! Let's just say follow through comes with maturity.