The environment I was raised in could be summed up into three words somewhat traditional, avidly reserved and slightly chaotic; the antonyms of the three words often used to describe me as idealistic, outgoing, and reasonable. Unlike most people I come from two towns, which are down deep in the Southwest, unheard of by anyone outside of a forty mile radius. The town I was born in is named after the bamboo trees that grew there and the springs splurging underneath the town, making the name, Carrizo Springs. This is the town I have been educated in for the past seven years and will graduate from in May, the same town which is only 10 miles from the one I was raised in, the one I call my home near and dear to my heart. As a child raised in an
