I assume Long Island became a happier place on October 22, 1992. . . I'm not sure exactly, but I feel safe with this assumption. I was born in Glen Cove on Long Island, but I unfortunately did not stay long. A little shy of two years later, my family moved to the little town of Hiram, a growing suburb in metropolitan Atlanta. I feel pretty lucky with having a nice childhood. I never had to many problems and excelled in a lot of the things I did. I was obsessed with soccer and it consumed me entirely since age 4 when my father first coached me. It molded me into the person I am today, and it taught me a lot of things. I made a lot of friends and experienced a lot of things that I otherwise wouldn’t have had the chance to experience. I fell in love with the game and it taught me loyalty, responsibility, and leadership. I was voted captain by my teammates the last five years of my soccer career and it molded me into becoming a leader, both on and off the field.
I have also been involved in a lot of other things besides soccer though. I was a member of the Beta club in high school and was treasurer of the National Honor Society chapter at my school. I also participated in state competition for Skills USA in the field of Crime Scene Investigation, but unfortunately came in second. Soccer, along with my family and church, was most important to me though. I eventually decided to turn down scholarship opportunities in order to come to the school I loved, UGA! Soccer is not fully responsible for my success, as I was also blessed enough to have a strong family at home, on the field, and under the steeple. The encouragement I received from everyone I knew pushed me to want to excel in school and strive for the best, and I still keep this in mind today.