I hate long descriptions, but I guess mine is going to be a little long. -_-

7/24/06 - So this was getting pretty outdated, so I updated it.

A Short Description

I'm 18, I live in Waco, Texas, and attended Waco High School. I'm now enrolled at Texas State Technical College. I moved to Waco in September of my senior year (2004). Previously, I lived in Austin, Texas and attended Westwood High School. Waco HS is a white minority school; Westwood HS had less than 5% African-American population. This was a change. -_- So far I'm getting along. I've lost one job, quit another, destroyed one car, another is broken down, accrued thousands of dollars in debt, been to jail, on probation, thought I found my soul mate, but was horribly wrong, and certanly paid for it.

WARNING

Skip if you don't care about my life story.

So, the details about me.

My parents were never there for me, and still really aren’t. Both my parents were drug addicts when I was a kid. My parents divorced when I was eight, after my dad, who worked at a hospital for mentally challenge children, stole a child's medicine and replaced it with something else, all so he could get high. In addition, he was continuously taking my Riddlin. That, in addition to the fact that they had me on such high of a dosage that I was twitching and shaking and had multiple nervous ticks, led to my hatred and aversion to being medicated.

Due to my parents never being there, my sister raised me. Often I was physically and mentally abused by her due to her transference of feelings from my parents to me and he own feelings of anger and malice because she felt I was stealing her childhood away from her.

Eventually, my mother remarried an alcoholic asshole who physically abused me, my mother, and my sister. The majority of his wrath was focused on me for five of the seven years when my sister moved out. After him, the man my mother was cheating on my step-father with, his best friend, moved in. He proceeded to do the same things to me my step-father did, but with more anger and contempt. My mother and my sister were blinded to this because they were both sleeping with him. Eventually, I was kicked out of the house because my mother chose him over me, and she shipped me off to live with my dad who has never been a dad to me. And here I am, in Waco. I was engaged, but that ended. When it happened, it seemed rather suddenly, but in retrospect, it was a long time coming. I'm going to TSTC, working at Academy, and still going. (I wasn't sure how to end that. ;P ) I hope to graduate from TSTC, hopefuly on the Dean's list. After that, hopefuly the job placement program will find a decent job that I can enjoy. And maybe, just maybe, I'll eventually attend MIT.
End of life story.

I guess that's enough for now. I ramble too much..... -_-

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