Cavan O'Donnelly:  

Life Hello, I'm Cavan Kerr O'Donnelly; I've had an interesting, if not always palatable, life. I was born on September 13, 1986, at 6:03 A.M. at Milford Hospital. Despite being born in Milford, I lived for the first eight years of my life in the neighboring town of Stratford, Connecticut. Things were pleasent, then; at age four, we got a dog, whom we named "Crenshaw" (after the mellon, of course), and he remians our suitably eccentric pet to this day. My Mother and Father worked variously in journalism and in retail (and, in the case of my Dad, in radio and as an actor). I was cheerful, and I enjoyed being educated at Stratford Academy, the local magnet school, where I had many friends, and possibly even could have been deemed "cool". Unfortunely, this is where my horrid tendancy to irritate people, especially girls (later women) I was attracted to, developed. After many years of doing this, I have become very nervous in social settings (I'm even insecure here at Classmates -- part of why I'm writing this is to explain myself/appologize to them, several of whom I know are members here, too). Anyways, it was in late 1993, early 1994 that I found out that my family and I were going to move in several months time. It seems that our landlord was still hurting from the Reagan/Bush I era recession, and as such was forced to sell our abode. I did not take it well. On October 1, 1994, about a month after I began third grade, we moved to Milford, the city of my birth. This transition did not go well. We were living in a small, filthy house that broke scads of health codes, with mice, rickety stairs and huge bags of cat litter in the basement (I kid you not). Dad became very sick. I was ostrocized at my new school, Orange Avenue, for being a new (odd) kid amongst old, frequently cruel, friends. I became even more depressed, I started gaining weight, and my grades suffered. Things got better after we moved to a safer house, but they got worse again when in fifth ...Expand for more