Boi Growing Up

into the 6th grade coming out of my sucessful 5th grade experience, i didnt really take into consideration that this yr might be a little more difficult than before. i wuz an avergae 6th grader, for back then. except i could already tell i ways smarter than most of them. that made me feel better than them, but as i learned quickly u cant get popular off of smarts alone. remember alexis? she happened to go to my school. we kindof got together and it felt good to be wit sumone who i knew wuz on my level, or at least knew me. during lunch i always sat wit her class and never wit mine. it wuz wierd. but it all went south wit money. this is the reason y now if u ask me to borrow money and i can spare it, ill never say u have to pay me back. only if u want to. i borrowed sum money from her to get sum candy. i would never take loans from anyone unless i needed it(i felt i had to make that clear to u). later on she borrowed sum money from me and that made us even. about a couple of days later she asked me for the money i owed her…..after a long argument, we ended up not talkin ever again. i wuz left to deal wit my class and jhs alone. i almost tried evrythin to blend in. its actually when i got my first nickname daredevil. i took every dare anyone gave me. literately. i think i did it just to get sum attention my way. i even tried to stumble into yu-gi-oh. failed attempt 1. i tried to overkill my intelligence, failed attempt 2. so i said f**k it. this could be the time when i most notably started my first transformation onto the lighter side. i met my second gf in mid 6th grade. she wuz the first person i actually felt i fell in luv. she wuz the one who started to turn me onto the music that i listen to. we had so much in common i got into her and let my want for popularity in my class slip away.

now in 7th grade me and katheryn are goin strong. we been wit eachother for a while now. her dad got a job in virginia and she had to move. it wuz the first and last time i could actually remember cryin. on her last day of school we had our long last hug. it wuz then i learned to train to not get too attached to anything or anyone. and i had to get a crash course in getting to kno everyone in my class once again. this is a delima i had for a while. there wuz this one group in science talent that seem to wunna stop me from doing so; khalid,  kenneth, jeffrey, and musa one group that prevented me from my goals, but it took me a while to realize that i had to just go around them.

coming into 8th grade i knew almost everyone outside of my class and the leader of the “resistance” group, khalid, moved to florida. its like a group of lakeys without a direction. so i saw my opportunity and jumped. my social status only raised from there on.then i met another girl, who i guess u could say wuz sort of special(very few kno this story so im not elaborating since its also irrelevant) i sort of created this shell to hide any weaknesses i had mentally and totally neglected physical. i blew up literately( u have to see my freshman id pic). i didnt even notice till later in time.i ended my 8th grade with the best mario kart party over one of my asian friend’s house in coney island.

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grade 9, the biggest obstacle i ever had. by now i have fully gotten “plump“, created my shell, and am able to stay fully detached from everything. i have sum friends from junior high, but i dun want to talk to most of them anyway, and im in a polarized group of people who r similair to me in sum aspects. in part 2 i forgot to mention how i thought that my reputation was based on my financial status, which i wasn’t far off because it wuz mostly the rich russians who got alot of the attention when they flaunted and i aquired more money than all of them to stay on top.

i enter the computer science institute. they looked like the “cream-of-the-crop” the best and brightest. this time i took a different approach. instead of wanting to get to kno everybody, i only wanted to chill wit as little people as possible. enough to not be noticed, but enough to stay on the social radar. euff to be known, but not famous. im not sure u understand. i stayed quiet freshman year, but in the end i started to “accidently” meet other people in csi. which, i think, is when i made this site. one most notably wuz the person i owe the most to. he also is the one to give me my 4th, wierdest, and fav name “tampon”(i didnt fully get the name til sophomore year). his whole demeanor taught and motivated me to not be so compressed and be expressive and lose the the extra body. so when i got wieght trainin the end of that year, i wuz on the tredmill all the time and the ab curler machine. thats y when i say i worked hard for my abs, i kind of mean it.

coming to sophomore year, i wuz a thinner, punk listenin, whitey, semi-badass. the badass thing changed after i got on probation during second cycle. sophomore year wuz the wierdest because i wuz just myself and, socially, things spiked outside of csi. mid-year i started to get cool wit csi peeps. people i met that year r sum of my best friends now.

this year has gotten out of control by now. my wall has almost failed and i have slipped a couple of things that i dun want alot of people to know and let too many people kno me personally. i also have met sum kool people along the way. but time just slips by cuz im a little pre-occupied here in canarsie(also another story). my mind has been totally swamped wit things i have no control over.

as i come to the end of this story i see i have deviated from my original point(thats wuts happens when u write these things quickly while watchin tv). here is a quick veiw of wut i left out. durin junior high school i bonded with a cartoon, south park, and it helped me deal with alot of things. to understand a little better, look specifically at cartman, the episode entitled “scott tenorman must die”. that is wut i wanted to do to everyone that ever wronged me ever. i wuz an exact cartman up until the 9th grade. now hes just an inner part of me always. i briefly touched upon my money. i always had this brief thought that most of my friendships were bonded because of my money. it turned out to be few of them and 2 of my relationships actually which pissed me off. partly y im a firm beiever in money is the second most important thing in my life. my best friends come first. here r my list of priorties:

best friends money love friends me family school

i have many many friends to talk to, but a handful of best friends i can really count on. there’s no need to name names cuz u kno who u r. i ronically all of them r asian except one. i just thought of that.