Me Project!!!! Part two!

In this blog I will be talking about birth order parental characteristics, the cultural environment, and heredity, so first off I will be talking about my birth order in what characteristics I have developed, in my young but still adapting life, and how my attitude has affected my life and others around me. Then I will tell you about my parental characteristics, which in turn means my mother and father, then I’ll be explaining about my cultural environment, then finally I will be telling you about my heredity of my genetic makeup and my nirvana of my life.

In my family I am the youngest, out of four kids. So they say that the youngest has the following characteristics comical/entertaining, highly social, laid back attitude, dependent, creative, unconventional, few expectations of self, risk takers. Well in my case I am the following, risk taker, creative, can be laid back (but also have an extreme aggressor side) which by aggressor I mean I’m can be extremely unpredictable like a snake. The oldest in my family is my brother Darryn who by all means is successful at what he does but is he all the same as the social norm as responsible, conservative, doesn’t make waves, follows parents’ wishes, emotionally intense, authoritarian, perfectionist, driven, surrogate parent, leadership material. This I disagree with because he isn’t a parent, he isn’t leadership material, isn’t a perfectionist, well I can trash him in a lot of ways but that’s not what this blogs about, this blogs about me.

My parental characteristics include my mother and father (note I know, but at the same time do not know my father) my mother is strict but fare easy going but at the same time harsh. My father (of what I know of him) he wasn’t much of a dad to me, for example he didn’t know who I was a few years ago at my grandmother’s funeral, to this day he hasn’t nor want contact with me, so I guess I can freely say this without guilt that he is a complete “jerk”. So I guess how they influence me is because I learned from my mother to be fair and strict, fun loving, but at the same time be slightly harsh as to establish respect and order among my children. What I learned from my father well nothing, but a very important lesson, which is always be there for my kids, and never neglect nor abandon them. As for religion goes in my family, well my mother’s not religious nor am I, my “father” I guess is catholic, but as for the rest of my family I really don’t know, that’s for them to decide.

My cultural environment (genetic makeup, nirvana) my mother is from England, her mother is half Italian and British, my grandfather is angle Saxon,  my father is German and Norwegian, so I ended up with the genetically some of the most hot headed genes, so my nirvana is I have the tendency to be a bit of a jerk. So my cultural environment is Italian and Saxon, German and Norwegian, but is ended up with the Italian and Saxon temper, the German and Norwegian old sadistic side.

My heredity I took after my mom’s side  tall, well built, white skin, then I got a little of my father’s side green eyes, brown hair, my mother is smart, has an average IQ, so I fit in somewhere in between there. So I have both apparent genetics of both of my parents, but somehow I don’t really fit in with my family structure, since I am the youngest in my family, so automatically I have the rare gene to be extremely reckless, and have knack for taking risks that shorten my life, so I guess I’m “enigmatic” compared to my brothers, sisters, uncles, aunts, and cousins.  But that’s who I am I love taking risks, and being insanely reckless, it brings me selfless joy and peace with myself.

My conclusion is which one of these four topics is more important to me, birth order, because without my being last in the line, I wouldn’t be a risk taker, I wouldn’t be reckless, I wouldn’t be who I am today if I was born first of second of third, so I’m happy because of it, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. So forth I have told you about my birth order, my parental characteristics, my cultural environment, and my heredity, and how they all affect the person who I am, and the person that I will continue to be forever more. And there’s nothing or no one I’d rather be if I couldn’t be me, so when people try and they try a lot to change the person I have become, I just smile and say “I am who I am and there’s no changing the fact that no matter how hard you try you can never be me, so count yourself lucky sucker because my life would only scare you to death”. When this is said and done I walk away and say no more happy and content with the fact that there’s no changing what can’t be changed, so the very word that would best describe me, would be Enigma.  Good Bye…………………………………………...