My history...

k. I have a sister who causes all of the main events and occurences in my life. She is like 15ish and loves punk rock metal. She even got me into punk music.

My mom came from China 20 yrs ago when she met my dad as a Chinese-English interpreter. She came with him back to Troy OH ,where I used to live, to live on this shitty little farm house. No toilet, only a kitchen sink, i mean, shit, they used a fricken 5 gallon paint bucket as a toilet! They didn't have a stove and my dad, although he was, and still is, rich, refused to buy one, so my mom cooked on the wood burner in the basement, where they lived in the 2 floor house because the rest of the house was not finished yet. if you have ever seen or used a wood burner before, you will know that it is as hot on the top (where she cooked) as it is on the front and sides (where she burned herself frequently). After years of burns while cooking, she insists on having a stove and my dad just pulls one out of the attic. He had one there the whole time, but didn't want to take it out because it was his mother's. His stupid, mean, selfish, gossiping mother.

So, pretty much my dad is a fricken ass hole.

My mom (of course) divorced him when i was in kindergarten and we moved into an apartment out in more of a city. We were surrounded by rich snobs and we were poor. My mom was a student in college (her degrees in China don't count in the US). She transferred from Kent state to John Carrol University. She was an English major because she was foreign and couldn't speak very well and when she went into John Carrol, she started aspiring to go to law school, so she also took constitutional law.

She has graduated, finishing her degree, and was accepted into law school. She made it through the hardest year (first year) and is now in her second year.

Now back to my sister...

During the time when my parents got divorced, she was supposed to be in 4th grade. But, because Troy had a lower level education system and the fact that her birthday is right at the end of the school year, she was able to take 3rd grade "again". That left her top of the class for a while. now don't get me wrong, she is really a smart person, but she just slacks off and doesn't do her work, gets A+'s on tests and fails her home work, ending up with shitty grades.

In the 5th grade, she had a horrible teacher who put my sis into depression. This teacher was bad. There was a really nice boy in my sister's class. but, he had a metabolism problem, so if he ate a little, he gained a lot. To say the least, he is over weight. Once in class, they needed a story problem and the teacher said (X is the kid) "If X eats 50 pizzas and then eats 70 more..." or something like that. It had to do with pizza. That was just one of the mean things that she did. that woman was a total bitch.

From the 5th grade on, my sister started smoking, drinking, doing drugs (under pressure from her ex who was stalking her and putting coke in her kool aid), drawing sad, negative, and satanistic pictures, and most of all, she started listening to loud rock music. I got used to it and actually started to like some of it, like the band Rancid ;P but some of it was just too much for me. Now, she is in to Screamo-metal shit, or just anything that makes my dad angry.

Oh yeah, almost forgot... after the depression, like years later, she decided that she liked Troy more than where I live now because all of her friends are in Troy, so she went to live with my dad. Fine with me! Now we don't have to share rooms in this cramped apartment.

Well, as you can see if you have read this far, my life's history kinda sucks ass. Don't worry. It gets worse. Wait until you hear about my present life...