Rico is just one of a series of names people have been using to refer to me, hence, my name’s evolution came from  Amorrico  to my uncle and Lola. Boi  (Bo- ih) to one of my uncle’s friends in “Galas”, where people are always “up and ready” ….(if u  know what I mean) Ricky  to my friends  in high school. I am  Red to College friends … Papsie to my family. And now i am Rico to my Joanna.

It’s nice to look back when people called you weird and unheard of names. Some names fitted you and some were just nicknamed to you because of the trend. I’ve had so many shards of my past lives I realized the only good thing that came out of it  is that nothing’s  routinary or boring. Different  circles of people expect different sides of you.   For every name hence a corresponding personality. The  bad side to it is that you can never really know who you are, what you are  and where you belong.

After being  my Grandmother’s  beloved, my father’s  pride, a bad frat boy-boyfriend  in college,  and  now a I am just simply a lover, a best friend, and a boyfriend.

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