i dont know who i am
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i dont know who i am
I am not a bum. I'm a jerk. I once had wealth, power, and the love of a beautiful woman. Now I only have two things: my friends and... uh... my thermos. Huh? My story? Okay. It was never easy for me. I was born a poor black child. I remember the days, sittin' on the porch with my family, singin' and dancin' down in Mississippi.
because of this thread i have contacted stephen king to collaborate with me on the story of my fabulous life. it will be a 15,000 page illustrated epic dealing with such important topics as:Quote:
Originally Posted by Skink
the care and feeding of the clinically insane, man's inhumanity to man, man's inhumanity to barnyard animals, proper disposal of explosive devices and the use of pinesol as a mind expanding drug.
it should be released on or about february 30th, 2011. for information on availability please contact your local liquor store or mental health professional.
i don't think the world is really ready for such an opus. please stop me before i write again.
I was Born in South Korea and adopted when I was 2. I was left on a Police station doorstep (very popular in South Korea). I arrived in America just shy of my 2nd Birthday, and arrived on my adoptive Parent's anniversary.. (um... don't know which...) They will be referred to as my mother and Father for they raised me, taught me the values and morals to be a good person. I have never thought of them as anything but, and have no desire to look for any other relatives.
My parents had 2 children of their own, adopted a Korean girl, and then adopted me. (Apparently I was picked from 2 photos... at least I was unanimous) My mother was diagnosed with Diabetes after the birth of her 2nd child and therefore chose the adoption route.
My father played Professional football in the NFL for 13 years. He was a Pro Bowl fullback. He retired the year before I was born, so I never got to see him play. He played and lost in 3 Super Bowls.
The game has left his body and mind broken and abused. He has had 2 hip replacements, the 2nd and most recent nearly killed him due to a horrible staff infection. He was recently diagnosed with Alzheimer's which they feel is a direct link to his playing days. My Godfather, an All-Pro Center, who I am named after, was diagnosed with Alzheimer's a few years ago and we have watched as his mind and memory have faded horribly.
My older brother is married and has 2 boys. He is my best friend, but doesn't smoke...
My oldest sister is a housewife. She followed in my mother's footsteps and married an NFL quarterback. The highs and lows I never got to experience with my dad's career, I experienced with my Brother-in-law. They have 2 girls. I have been to NFL games in 7 different cities, the Pro Bowl in Hawaii, (stayed at the player's hotel, stood on the field after the game, rode on the Player's bus back to the hotel), and the Super Bowl (he lost...). I've helped an NFL MVP rehab a surgically repaired shoulder (catching balls from an NFL quarterback will leave your hands with so many deep bruises it isn't even funny... hurts!!)
My adopted older sister, (no blood relation) is a lesbian. I've always known, her GF is really cool.
My mother was a bundle of energy. She was the glue that held our family together. She passed away on my father's Birthday 3 years ago. I still can't have pictures of her up, and thinking about her brings tears to my eyes even now. I miss her so much.... I'm too young not to have my momma...
I was a shy Asian adopted kid growing up. I never felt I fit in in my suburban 99% white school. I was too shy or "too cool" to ever go to any school dances. I was awkward around girls and didn't really date until my Senior year.
I like cats. I like cars, fast cars.. Imports, Euro's. I have had 2 Sport Bikes. Just sold my last one last fall. I like to play sports. Asthma kept me from being able to play well at a young age. I still play softball in the summer and in a basketball league in the winter.
First time I ever smoked was at an outdoor Music festival. I'm not sure if the blunt was laced, but I got Super fucked up and was twitchy and wierd for a few days. Been hooked ever since. (That was about 12 years ago)
At 21 I finally got my high school sweet heart. We eventually married and had a daughter. We are divorced now. I still see her, and we have joint physical and legal custody of our daughter. We got into a bad situation, and cheated on each other. I have never felt so torn about anything in my life than how I feel about her right now. I started smoking everyday basically when we split up and have been smoking daily ever since.
My daughter turned 6 this week. She is simply amazing. I would without a single hesitation give my life for her at any moment. I feel that my life's work is to provide her a stable, good environment to grow up in. Everything I do in my life is for her.
Having a child is simply the most amazing, life changing, perspective giving event that will ever happen to you.
I have lived a good life. I have few regrets, and am proud of my family and who my daughter is becoming. Thanks for reading, PEACE!
Im the bi-product of a pleasent loving suburban family, im living out a fun senior year with good friends, and have some great stories including the time I saw a tree get hit by lightening and explode 5 feet from me. Aside from that I dont have very much drama to share
Im an 18 year old gurl, from the san bernardino mountains, i was born in San bernardino though
parents were never married and split when i was 3 years of age.
Both parents were heavy into drugs
Growing up was hell each day. NO THIS IS NOT A SOB STORY its my story ...
grew up in a house were they cooked drugs.. saw my father get beaten down by the cops all the time.
I would watch my father hit my mother... but he never raised his hand to me until i was older..
Sister was born in 1997.. i started smokin pot 2 years after that.
My mother tryed her best to raise us.. but drugs.. and men always came first..
She was an angry drunk so i always got the worst of it.. getting beat with anything in site...
Their was also good times of course.. when we would rent movies, or go traveling.. camping..
father gets out of prision at age 13
mother dies in car accident at age 15, i drop out of school and stop caring
age 15 i go to jail, come out clean.. and never dirty on thoes drugs again..
16 i graduate high school, did 3 1/2 years in ten months.
hehe i cheated too lol
age 18 father gets clean and has 3 more children, twin sisters, and one baby brother
my other sister.. is smart and happy as she is ever gonna be...
as for me... im still missin my mother...
umm thats all i can think of for right now.. tryed to make it as brief as i could lol...
I was born in November 1983 in Norwich England
My dad is a professional welder
My mum is a waitress
I left school at 16
I joined the TA(Territorial Army) for 3 years while also keeping my full time job as a warehouse operative.
I'm into nationalist politics
I have many hobbies including reading, clay shooting, music, sport, and I also love to travel.
I have two brothers who i hardly ever see
I have a group of friends which i get on great with, Although they spend 95% of the time wasted hehe.
I'm currently dating a girl from Slovakia who recently immigrated to my country.
I have 2 pets, one German shepherd dog, and one Siamese cat.
Ughhh that's it, i can't be bothered to type anymore:D
Born in 1947 in San Diego- a Navy brat.
Dad was into electronics and served on Nuclear Subs and was one of the first guys into computers in the Navy.
Mom was a minister's youngest daughter. She was bipolar and went off the deep end when her mom died. Beautiful, gifted and crazy, she suicided about 20 years ago after several attempts. (some of my nightmares are based on coming home to some of her attempts). They divorced, in a very messy fashion- which messed up my mind even more.
At age 3, I was a brat and thought it would be fun to pull up the tent pegs that a neighbor boy was pounding in with a hammer. He hit me repeatedly with his hammer. I still have dents in my skull from that- and migraines. My long hair hides the scars.
Even though I am intelligent, my grades were in the toilet. In 5th grade, I was SO dang bored, that I took one of my Mom's sleeping pills and fell asleep in class. The schools decided I had tried to commit suicide and I was whisked away to a private school. After a year, I returned to public school. It was there that I started "shepherding" the special ed kids. As "the little fat girl", I had had my share of teasing and hated it! I wasn't about to let these least fortunate kids be hassled too! They couldn't defend themselves. After my constant tattling, the bullies backed off.
Eventually, the school decided I needed therapy and sent me to See "Dr. Mac". She and I hit it off, but she ran away to some south sea island with a guy 20 years her junior! HUGE scandal! (More power to ya, Dr. Mac! :thumbsup: ) I eventually was sent to a "continuation school" where they dumped the non-violent kids that wouldn't conform. I LOVED it- wish they had done it sooner than in my senior year! Great people watching place- stoners, pregnant teens, free thinkers-- interesting people and good teachers!
When I went to college, I was taking both day and night courses, and rather than waste my time going home on the bus each day, I decided to read my way through the school library (I've alway been a speed-reader). I went in an unhappy little semi-Christian girl, and came out Wiccan. (Religion was in the first part of the stacks.)
On one of my bus rides, I noticed a shop- the Warlock Shop. There was this charismatic guy, Richard, running it. To make a long story short. I was introduced to both cannabis and my hubby there.
It took me about a year to notice that the migraines were mysteriously absent when I had pot (which at $10 an ounce, was most of the time). My hubby, however, was slipping into depression. He couldn't hold on to a job for more than a few months. We were homeless for a while, but still comfortable- we had this old milk truck that we had converted into a camper. A friend's family owned a vacant lot, and he allowed us to camp there. It was right across from a drive in- for a while there I could basically recite the dialog for "Bullett", a hit movie playing there. Eventually, hubby got a job again and we got a place to live.
I began working in education. I worked with oral-deaf kids and felt comfortable in the job- I had found my niche- special ed.
Seven years into our marriage, I was pregnant. I quit working to raise our boy. The hubby's jobs were still short term, but I became a master at stretching every penny. We moved up the central Cali, where the hubby's family was from. A relative gave him a job on a farm. Eventually that too petered out. We had another boy. We moved to the coast and lived on welfare. Hubby couldn't hold a job. After a long hassle, he got SSI. The boys grew up. We moved to a college town and we all went back to school.
I became a tutor for the learning disabled and was good at it.
After graduating with honors, I got a job at a local elementary school. I work in special ed and in an after-school program.
I am slightly bipolar (NOTHING like Mom was, though), just kind of moody. I quilt at a championship level (the worst I have done at the county fair is 3rd place). I paint, sculpt in clay and am a pretty fair cook. I am diabetic, hypothyroid and still about 40 pounds over-weight (but I've lost about 60 pounds so far). I am a "California legal" MMJ user (no more migraines! :jointsmile: ). I look younger than my almost 60 years. Pot, love and working with kids keeps me young. - Granny:hippy:
born in old saybrook ct in october of 89
moved around a lot untill i was 3 and my sister was born
moved to north branford ct wehere im living now
father was an alcoholic on and off his whole life
parents divoriced at 9 and dad got depressed
dad remarried a crazy woman who lied and cheated multiple times
which only sent my dad further into his depression
school was okay untill the 8th grade when i stopped caring
i still really dont i just want to pass it and get the fuck out
i was depressed for a few years about everything
i started smoking (weed and cigs) and drinking at 14
never into harder drugs, but i still drink a lot
thought about suicide a lot, but never tried
dad found his current girlfriend who helped him quit drinking
school isnt much better now than it was
here i am.
I was born in December 14th 1988,london
My Dad was in vietnam and now medicaly retired
My Mother works in admin and we dont see eye 2 eye
I'm a product of the Pain
Fights illegal cash abd schooling worse attitude
I ranaway from home 4 times i think
high school all d's retook twice droped out both times
hair short since 2000 now a ajr head cut
I have been listening to rap and metal for 17 years and rock b4 that
im geting my liesence atm
i'm Eazy caucasion and crazy
no sibnlings sept my sister who isnt blod related who is kind of like ma kid i look afetr her a lot
never wanna be in love again but i already am
i smoke
i drink
gotta alot of convictions but only nights in cell
on probation
was an alki
use charlie now and agen
This is who I am
Who are you?