I wasn’t who everyone always thought I am. Actually I’m still not. No one really knows who I am except my family and this one girl. She caught me in a moment of truth that I never experience because at this point in my life I was starting to believe my own bullshit. I got caught up in all of it, I was living out the information I put in this book word for word instead of actually applying it to situations. I thought I was way too cool for school I became a person I’m not. Truth be told I’m a dork and for some reason everyone thinks I’m so cool.
High school was a fun time for me. Possibly the best times of my life mostly because I was being me, the real me. I’d sleep during most classes get home go on my computer play with my internet friends may it be counter strike or world of warcraft stay up all night and do it all over again. Myspace was popular in the time I was in highschool. I was active on social media so people always saw me even though most the time I would be home playing video games. This paid off in the future when I actually did want to make friends and be social. I used social media to go to parties myspace had this thing called bulletins where you can broadcast a message to all your friends which would usually end up being addresses to a party. I always showed up with a camera took a bunch of pictures of everyone at the party and then went home to put it on my website www.stormcircle.biz. The site is no longer up. This was way before the time Facebook was around so eventually people started hearing about who I am. Never changed the fact that I was a huge dork. Eventually when high school finished up I was the guy with the camera taking pictures but Facebook came out and that blew me out of the water. In high school I didn’t get laid often. Well often is an understatement I didn’t get laid at all. I actually lost my virginity to a girl I now keep no contact with in the front of a random party in the passenger seat in my car. It was awful so much to the point where I hated it and faked it. Nevertheless I was happy with or without sex in my life there was still a smile on my face.
After high school I chilled for a bit just had some me time lived life day by day never thought of the future or myself. Living in Miami there isn’t much you can do in the nighttime besides go out to the clubs. At this point in my life I wasn’t in school so I was growing out my hair but unlike normal people my hair doesn’t grow regularly it grows out into an Afro. I didn’t get any girls because I never expected too I mean seriously I had an Afro. Going out with an Afro was so much fun though it was a stage of my life where I fully embraced how big of a dork I was and for some reason people thought I was so cool. People wanted to hang out with me because I was enjoying myself and what I have learned from experience is happiness is contagious and misery loves company. So suck it up and put a smile on your face it will attract people into wanting to hang out with you.
Around my 21st birthday my afro got to the length where I can do something with it and throughout my whole life I wanted my hair to go down. So what did I do? I got dreadlocks. I was always just doing me but unknowingly I realized the transformation of what has been going on through my life. I went to a geeky computer dork with a website with pictures, to a kid with an afro dancing in a club, to now a white guy with dreads being animated shaking his head every opportunity I get.
When I had the afro I made a lot of girl friends, hot girl friends, my theory is because they were friends with me because they knew I wasn’t going to have sex with them because I had an afro. Now that I had dreads people started perceiving me a little cooler because I didn’t look like an idiot and I was surrounded with pretty people. This was all unintentional throughout all this I was just being genuinely nice to everyone I met.
So now for some history my fathers last name is Casanova my mom’s is Soberon when they got together we became the Castellon family. Unfortunately when he passed away to cancer we all decided to honor him by changing our names to Casanova. It was a family decision, which I support. Though I thought it was cool at the time it would forever change my life. A couple months after the name change my dreads were a nice length and a new club opened up in Miami, which I had an opportunity to work. Since everyone had an idea who I was I thought I might as well work there and get paid for bringing people who were going to come anyways. This began the reign of Joe Casanova. For the next 2 years I started to believe I was this person. It’s so crazy how a name can really define you. I felt as if I was so cool going to the club dancing with beautiful girls listening to the best DJs in the world not having a care in the world. Life was good and I was enjoying every second of it.
So I am working at the top clubs, wearing a suit and tie, cool dreadlocks, surrounded by beautiful women? Who am I and how did I get here? Just the other day I was paying cover to get into the club so I can drink out of my flask with my afro. I’d live, breath, and eat Joe Casanova always until I had a moment of clarity and examined the road that brought me here. I started dissecting all my interactions and realized most of them were repetitive. I knew what worked and what didn’t with people and if it worked I reused it in conversation with other people. It was all networking and I self taught myself all of it. I didn’t realize this until I met a girl. I didn’t meet her with any social media she literally just popped into my life and we connected. She knew absolutely nothing about me except for my name, Joe Casanova. Eventually things were moving along and we got to the point where we had sex. Things felt right she enjoyed it so much she called me a whore. At this point the thoughts that were running through my head were she doesn’t know me how can she just jump to that conclusion? Then I realized perception is reality and people believe what ever you show them. I tried so hard to convince her otherwise but she wouldn’t believe me.
Ever since that day I started to examine my actions and interactions with other people. I would write down my observations of how I stop being a dork and became this cool person everyone apparently thinks I am. I somehow have gotten the world fooled and I am here to help you trick them as well. You should never change who you are because you are that person for a reason. Never forget your roots because that defines you as a person. It’s just there are some advantages to being the center of the attention. Everyone wants to talk to the celebrity in the room no matters who it is. This book is written to help all those socially awkward people out there get a chance at fooling the cool kids you’re one of them. I’ve done it and now that they have accepted me into their group I can naturally just act like myself. Remember you are your intentions and beliefs but people perceive you from your behavior and actions. I’m not trying to change who you are as a person I’m just trying to change what people think of you.
