Alexander the great and I

Those who know me know that I like anything to do with the medieval ages and back. If you don’t know me then you should know I have memorized battle plans and strategies the Romans used on the Celts, I own a collection of Cold Steel ® Broadswords and am very fascinated with the systems the Greek, Roman, Babylonian, Persian, and Carthaginian empires were run. I have reason to believe that I inherited these traits from Alexander the great. I think sometime over the period of my life I have become part Alexander (or at least have a cell or two from him). Here are ways I think I could have been part Alexander. I think that because I have a few of his cells in me that is probably were I get my interests of his time from. 

When Alexander the great died he was buried. If he had a tomb stone then I think it got knocked down and then he was lost forever to the world. Many years pass and he is turned into dirt. Then and olive plantation forms right over where he is buried. 

Once I had eaten the pizza I was overcome with sheer awesomeness.

 

 This may account for my resemblance to Alexander the great also.

 

See?

1)      My second theory is before Alexander the great died he got bitten by a vampire. Then I got bitten years later transferring some of his blood to me. 

 

1)      Last theory but not least. He breathed some air out of his lungs it traveled around the world and I breathed it in. Although my sister would argue that he actually farted and then I inhaled it. Either way I think I could possibly have some of his awesome cells in me consequently making me awesome also.