So, a few weeks ago, I presented a list of facts about me that I’m sure one at least made you say, “wow, didn’t know that”. Welp, here’s another list of stuff.
1. Technically, I am a high school drop-out
Yes, I have my high school degree. I’m in college now. However, during my high school days, I couldn’t be bothered with the work so I just stopped doing it. Oh, and yeah, I was home schooled. Now, how did I manage to pull that off? Welp, I didn’t. My mom/teacher was not pleased and she tried so many things to punish me. I remember at least three things. One was take away my video games and TV. I didn’t have a cell phone a the time. And, if I did, I couldn’t do anything with it anyway because of the plan. Anyway, I lost that stuff. Didn’t work. Then, she tried this little thing: If I didn’t finish all my work by a certain time…normally 9 pm, I would get beat with the belt. Wait…I would get beat with the belt, while butt naked. I’m not kidding; my mom is crazy. And I got whipped too! Why? I didn’t finish my work because I simply did not care. In fact, my skin got used to getting beat it didn’t even phase me anymore. Lastly, she kicked me out. Yup, I packed a bag and was on my way out. I guess she was bluffing because she stopped me. I didn’t care; I was done with school. Family tried to talk to me. Nothing worked. So, how did I finish? What pushed me to complete it? Welp, my mom said I couldn’t go on vacation. Yup, that’s right. The lack of games, the beating butt naked, and the almost getting thrown out to the street didn’t wake me up. I wanted to go on vacation. To this day, as you know, I still don’t care for school. I credit my start of high school as starting this mindset.
2. I have no friends
I have a lot of acquaintances. However, I really can’t say I have any friends. There is no one I hang out with or talk to on a consistent basis outside of my household. Try as I might, I can’t see to step up and start a friendship with anybody. I prefer to sit on the couch and type posts like these.
3. I managed to steal from a department store…and then I busted myself like an idiot
Yup, I’m a former thief. Hey, I’m not perfect. I was a young lad, perhaps 8 or 9. I was in the store with grandma and my sisters. Well, I saw this Pokémon top spinner (I know right!?) and I had to have it. So, I did what any normal kid would do, I stole it. I put it in my pocket, still in the plastic packaging and all. And we made it out of the store and went home. That should be the end of the story but it’s not. Technically, I didn’t go home; we went to grandma’s house since we were staying with her for the day. So, I had this toy that I just got. Obviously, people would start to wonder how I magically got this toy. I had to make a plan. How could I explain this to my folks? Well, it just so happened that my uncle, who is only 7 years older than I, was living with his parents, my grandparents. The plan was simply this: Claim that my uncle left the toy out in the open for me as a gift. Yeah, like a fool I laid the toy out in the open instead of keeping it in my pocket. My grandmother didn’t buy it, then she told my parents. Jesus. I denied it of course but I eventually confessed. As a kid, I never got in trouble so I shocked a lot of people. I took the toy back to the store where there were police cars outside. Oh snap! I’m thinking: I’m off to jail. This is it. The end. I wish I wrote my will. Instead, I told the policeman what I did and he gave me a nice talk about how wrong it was to steal. I guess since I was a kid and brought the toy back, I got off easy. One of the scariest days of my life. The darn had to have been $1 or so. Really, Dante?
