About Me

My name is Jordan Jones and I am a Journalism student at the world reknown University of Florida. Yes the world reknown! I am studying public relations and am minoring in sociology. I was born in West Palm Beach Florida at St. Mary's Hospital. I lived in Belle Glade for the first two years of my life and then moved to Jupiter Florida, a palm tree and beach town. Some people wonder how my interest in writting poetry started.

Here's a brief summary. I spent many of my afternoons as a youth playing sports until I stumbbled onto drugs. At the age of 13 I experimented with marijuana and soft drugs. By the age of 15 I had quite a long drug list, with the exception of some of the harder drugs. During the latter part of 16 I found myself court mandated into a rehabilitation center that was just short of jail.

I spent 11 months and three weeks in this youth rehab facility where I learned tools to manage my life with out intoxicating substances.One huge factor that helped me to succeed through that period of time was my parents.

I have no clue how my parents stayed by my side in such a painful time. The loyalty that they displayed was more than that of soldiers camaraderie, at least that is what it felt like to me. I still can't comprehend the sacrifices that they were willing to make and made to see their youngest son through this phase. I am biased but I haven't met another set of parents so caring, understanding and loyal in my 23 years of living. I only hope to be as good as a parent as my loving parents were to me.

Some of the tools that I have learned throughout my time in rehab was to express my emotions in a positive way, or at least in a nonharmful way. That is why I turned to writing instead of my earlier coping ways of fighting, fist fighting that is.

Many of the people that I have met either don't believe the stories that I tell or wouldn't have ever guessed that I was as rowdy as I used to be, but I guess that is a good thing. It must be my parents rearing that lead me to be the person that I am today.

After I spent my rebellious stage in a level three security rehab, it was time for me to grow up. I struggled to graduate with my high school class and succeeded. I went on to community college at Palm Beach were I spent three semesters and then transfered to Santa Fe Community College, to help get away from that previous life style.

After three years at SFCC, with never taking the ASVAB, SAT, or a having a great grade point average, I applied to UF in which I was denied. Two days later I went into the dean of my college and asked him to review my transcripts, whereby he readmitted me. One of the most joyous days of my life. Yes I still party with the best of them, UF students always have and will, but I have my priorities in check.

My feeling is that with all the trials and tribulations that I have been through and the walks of life that I have encountered, studying public relations seemed to suite me best. So no I'm not a wuss or a panzy, there's a deeper reason to my rhyme and now you know it.

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