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Oh. Hello all. I have been extremely bored with Xbox lately, including Trials, unfortunately, and games in general.
I have always wanted to write an auto-biography, and since no one cares about them, I figured Id do it in the place where no one cares...
The Redlynx Forums.
So, anyways, Imma just write an Auto-bio that is completely serious from my earliest memory all the way until I feel like it.
I feel like a self-centered ****** for doing this, because it kinda makes me feel like Im saying "Hey, everyone! Pay attention to me, Im special!" ...but I am bored, interested in literature, and wanted to write an Auto-bio, so deal with it.
Earliest Memory
My earliest memory honestly comes from when I was around 3 years old. I was living in Recife, Brazil at the time (Yes, I lived in Brazil for my dad's work) and it was me, my brothers Hunter and Dillon, and my sister Eden. Keep in mind we lived where no one spoke English, so the only feedback we heard was some other little Brazilian kid saying "HEY! AMAHREECAHN! SHEET! SHEET! DAHM! MAHTHA FUH***H!" so we had to improvise for entertainment, since there was no English TV, or friends. Therefore, we came up with a new friend Hunter and Dillon created: Clippy! Clippy was just a clothespin we named Clippy and we played with him all the time. He was the bomb diggity niggity. Anyways, we finally got a Nintendo 64 with Mario Kart. This was what he had to do now, and that was it. Unfortunately, I such a little shi* back then, that my brothers didn't let me play it, so I got mad and threw the N64 and all its accessories outside the window of our 13th story apartment within the first week of getting it. Not too proud of this memory, but whatever. Its fun to talk about.
Upbringing, I guess?
My dad used to make over $250,000 a year, so we were balls rich. The only problem was that he was always gone because of it. Therefore, from the years of 3-8, I didn't see my dad but once every two months or so, for a couple days. Therefore, I wasn't really raised by my dad. Nor my mom, because I never really liked my mom. As a person, I dont agree with her or what she says or does or believes for the most part. My brothers are actually the people who raised me, and they are 3 and 5 years older than I am. So if you look at my brothers and then me, I say I am mostly a mock of who they are. Mostly in political views, beliefs, musical interest, tastes in general really. Im not sad by this fact, because me and my dad don't get along on a personal level either. Im proud of being able to call my brothers my brothers, and Im closer to them than any other family member. Everyone else just is there on a superficial level, which can get quite annoying. So my brothers are the people who set up the foundation of who I am today, and will be, for the years of 3-8. And at 8 years old, my dad had to quit his job, so he was home more. Which was weird at first, because he was almost like a stranger. But when he was home more, he and my mom didn't get along so well, so they got divorced when I was 8. I moved in with my dad with just my sister, Eden, and that was that. The rest of my siblings stayed with my mom. Well, when my dad switched jobs, it was a severe change in money flow. Negative, not positive. So he lost the house to my mom, who didn't have a job and had to sell it immediately, and therefore we stayed at my grandma's, his mom's, for about a year or so until he had bearings and moved into an apartment complex: Smoky Mountain Crossingslive in East TN, so yeah..) Well my mom and dad still go to court for custody, and my dad wins everytime. I would rather live with my dad anyways, since he makes better income, has a better head on his shoulders, and I get along better with him. Well at this point, I lived around 30 miles from my school, so we finished up my 4th grade, and in 5th grade I changed schools from A.L. Lotts to Porter Elementary, which sucked because I lost all my friends. Well, I started 5th grade in Porter, in the town of Maryville, where there are rednecks galore. I made friends with two people pretty quickly: Khalil and Harley, who are still friends to this day, but not as good.
Anyways, I kept on at it as the New Kid who nobody knew, as I like this title. I rather not be defined as a 'THAT guy', if you know what I mean. So I tried to stay back from becoming any particular part of a group, which worked well until about 7th grade. In 7th grade I lost my old friends as Harley and Khalil kindof, and I started drumming and taking band class. In band class is where I met Dalton Abbott (bD Cheo, if anyone recognizes that name), who is my best friend today. He lives in Alabama now, but we still talk on the phone usually and play with each other on Xbox. Well in 7th grade, I started getting a better understanding of music, which intrigued me completely. My dad always told me I was going to be a natural musician (He explained that on my mom's side were people who made music. Always. My mom sings and plays piano, my aunt and uncle do the same. My brothers play guitar, bass, and drums. In fact, my brother Dillon is in a band called Persaeus, which should go somewhere pretty soon. Look em up, they're like Whitechapel and are best friends with em. Anyways, my mom's side is focused on the Musical aspect of it all, and the harmony and melody, whereas my dad's side of the family completely loves music, and always has. Not to mention have always played drums, and stringed instruments, so my dad says I get the best of both worlds), and that I should start playing things, but I stayed with drums until recently. Id like to say Im good, but Ive been on and off with playing now. Anyways, in band class, me and Dalton would just pick up some mallets and improvise on the Marimba, snare, and Bells, and it actually sounded pretty damn amazing.
Well it stayed this way until 9th grade, which was when Dalton moved to Alabama. He was, for the most part, my best friend that I got along with, because we both naturally were almost the same thing.
*UPDATE* August 17, 2011. 8:54 P.M.,
Well let's see... After Dalton moved away I basically didn't really hangout with anyone from school. I mean, I was friends with everyone and they all knew me, I knew them, I talked to them and vice versa, blah blah.. However, I didn't really get along with anyone well enough to be able to hangout with them and it not be awkward.
Reason is that I mostly keep superficial relationships with people I don't know. I'm kinda intravert, so I enjoy my personal time (Not fapping..) and I can work independantly without much bother or feeling a need to talk to someone. Call me weird, but I'm perfectly comfortable with it. It's a habit that I maintain a superficial relationship by default, and in some ways it's a detriment, but it generates from my natural tendency to think alone and work alone. Anyways, it's stayed that way until today, I don't really go anywhere but around once a month. I just don't really like people at my school that much. No, I'm not super fat or super skinny or ugly, Im 6'1" and weigh 150 lbs, if you must know. But anyways yeah, the people I hangout with include Dalton, and my friend Brenna. No, I am not looking to date Brenna, I've known her since 6th grade. lol.
Well, out of this entire personality schebang came some depression. It was from 7th grade to 9th grade, and I basically was just sad about how bored I was with everything. I wasn't really interested in anything, nor did I care about it. I made good grades and was an honors student, but I didn't really feel a need to do anything, mostly from my lack of companionship, I guess? Well I called myself suicidal (Not telling people, of course) and whatnot, I had a little noose I had made and all this dramatic s**t, which was pointless and ******ed
Well, on the first week of 9th grade was when I had a major overhaul and turned what you call, a "new leaf". Basically it was when I met someone and became friends with them... And cue the next section.
DISCLAIMER: If you're wanting to re-read the Emma section, she recently found it somehow and read the whole thing. So now, I've taken it down.
Sucks.
Originally Posted by bDIdol
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Interesting read so far. I enjoy reading, and why NOT read your story.
Give me more, sir. Give me more.
Sorry. I stopped after the intro.
tldr
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Yep.
90% of the feedback will be as follows..
TL;DR
Ill write more when I have enough free time.
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im not down with these computer terms, what does tldr mean?
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too long, didnt read.Originally Posted by WILLYUMZim not down with these computer terms, what does tldr mean?
I'll read this later
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Too long, but did read.
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