
Originally Posted by
cly299
@yiew, i really love the youtube video ^^ it was nice to listen to. @everyone that posted... it was nice reading what everyone experienced. i notice that most of us here are alike, so i believe that's not such a bad thing :)
well... me... i am a really REALLY closed person. i have to TRUST people deeply to tell things that i don't want people to know about. but yeah... everyone had a tough life, so i'm pretty much the same too. i grew up with parents that didn't care about me. was always kicked out of home, sleeping in the cold or always living with my aunt. i felt like a homeless beggar from time to time. always wishing i had some food to eat, but my aunt always provided me that when dad kicked me out all the time. i was a hard head, stubborn, cold person. i wouldn't cry or nothing. everyone i walk pass by, i just hated them and gave them cold stares. i grew up being looked after my aunt, my cousin, my cousin gang, and my friends gang. i stayed at random houses that my friends offered since i had no where to go. my first best friend had some personal problems and yeah... personal things went on and i felt like she backstabbed me. so got into arguments and from that day forward, guts of hatred was within me and i hated her the rest of my life. middle school year, i still acted the same. cold person, didn't care about no one, and just did my own business. just one day, i seen this asian guy being beat up by a bunch of mexican thugs and he was being spit on, crying, being kicked, and punched... and for some reason... something hit me so hard. i just helped him. i then, met a mexican thug during that time i helped that asian boy. i figured out that mexican guy i met was the guy that was part of the gang that beat the asian boy. anger and hate grew in me when i found out. but i didn't speak a word about it. i was warned many times to stay away from him. because of two main reason. he's mexican and he's in a different gang. racism and gang was all the things that mattered out here. one race hating the other and one gang killing the other. by the time i became a freshman, my own asian gang friends beat up my mexican thug friend. we went through complicated times. i was once warned again that i shouldn't go near him or talk to him because of race difference. everyone looked down on me when i told them the truth that he was my friend. half of my friends left me and said i was a disgrace. i didn't felt no pain at the moment, but it hurt. only one friend stood by my side and my sister accepted my choice even though i had a mexican friend. after my mexican friend getting beat up, me and him didn't ever talk for a couple of days because he thought i was still in my friend's click. yeah... after a couple of days hearing him shit talk behind my back... he apologized. and i apologized back as well. and we just tried to overcome obstacles that tried to break us apart. months later, he was expelled and i went into depression. well, more depression when i found out he got expelled. i hated him also. for him, he had false promises that made my anger boil and think that... all this time... he's just a fake friend. i became so dark and depress that i forgot who i really was. i started to act like a jerk once more. i started to act like a jerk to my crush and wanted to be left alone. after hurting my crush feelings, i felt like i was a total asshole. we didn't talk to each other and we aren't even friends anymore. as years gone by, i'm in college. thinking i'm a low life. can't achieve nothing if i go to college. i'm a dark negative person. so yeah. i meant someone online during a late night on a bad day. we both had a bad day. and yeah... somehow things turn out the same. i felt like it was deja vu. like another year repeating itself. everyday, me and him would just get into a fight. arguing. and i'm easily hot tempered... so when we got mad at each other, i just logged off or i ignored him. and i would just lie to his friend that i wasn't mad at him when i really was.
what i learned is... i needed to let go of my best friend. even though he always been there for me and was the only one that understood me... i just needed to let go of that happy moment when i was able to open up myself, laugh and smile with him. i needed to let go and move on. and for the people that i've known that have given up their lives for me and the people they care, i needed to find an understanding in why they would they save someone else's life? i hated myself when i just couldn't be there to help them and they were able to help me and the people they cared. i had to find an understanding in forgiving them for the choices that they made. still, sometimes... i feel hate for being saved, but yet... i owe them so much and don't know how to repay it. but i just look on the bright side and smile and laugh because i want them to know that i'll be okay and i'm happy. i learn to at least clam down and not be angry so easily. i learned to move on and let go of the painful past i've experienced. i learn to start trusting people a little bit more. not of all, i'm happy for what i've experienced. made me learn to not make the same mistakes twice. i have some good friends i can open up to now, laugh with, and smile. friends i can look up to and be joyful. friends i can be there for and put a smile on their face as well. and so far, i'm not all that negative and dark anymore. but i'm more cheerful and i want to at least shine in the light for my friends. whether their having a good or bad day, i want to show a brighter light that they can smile and laugh to.
yeah, i sound corny... so... shhh... lol. heehee. everyone has ups and down, mistakes that they learn... and yeah... its hard telling it to people when you are afraid to speak your mind. and i'm sorry if this is so long, haha.
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