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John Di Pippo

  • Date Submitted: 01/28/2010 06:28 AM
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My name is John Di pippo and I'm 18 years old.   I weight 153 pounds, and I'm about 6 foot.   I have short brown hair, and my eye's are hazel.   I see myself as an emotionally strong person.   I usually never get worked up about things or overreact   in most situations.   I'm calm and mellow and don't let my worries get to me.   One down side of me being like this is that it makes me lazy.   I have a bad habit in just letting things go, and doing stuff the last minute or not doing it at all.   Another one of my weaknesses is that I'm very shy around people I don't really know.   I'm also quiet around people I don't   know which makes me seem opposite of the way my personality really is.


My sisters are the only real close family I have.   My parents died when I was very young and my uncle was my legal   guardian.   I wasn't really close to aunt, uncle and cousins so I never felt comfortable.   My sisters and I always felt like it was never our home and in a way it was true because it wasn't. When my sisters both turned 18 we moved out and got our own apartment.   Most of the time we always got along, and I understood that I had to take of myself more then most kids would have to at my age.   I learned to be a lot more responsible about many things.   I lived with both of my sisters, Roseann and Stacy, for about 5 years, and Then stacey got married right after she graduated Iona.   She now lives with her husband, Vinny, and has a daughter with another one on the way.   To this day I still live with my older sister Roseann.   I also have some aunts,                                                               uncles, and cousins that we still keep in touch with on birthdays   and holidays.


The schools I went to were, Jefferson Elemenatry School,   Issac Young Middle School, and New Rochelle High School.   It's   hard to remember much from elementary school but what I do remember is when my parents died they left me back in 2nd grade. Other then that my elementary school days...

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