I'm at work bored and guess I'll manage to kill my time. Plus, I actually like writing and I did have a diary at one time (I guess men call it journals)
First off...I'm just a young adult (25 yrs young...I honestly forget my age sometimes) living life to the best I can each and every day. I was born and raised in Green Bay, WI. Yea yea, i know...nothing too exciting, beside the muh'f*cking Super Bowl XLV Packer champions! Anyways....(gosh, this is difficult...brain fart...) I am the youngest, most spoiled, crybaby child of my family. Born into a family of 11 kids and my 2 parents (Miss ya mom), which = 6 boys and 5 girls. I must say, my parents were quite busy and got it on a lot. Guess that explains my brothers...Aha!!! It's really a BIG family and growing up I really don't recall or remember a lot of my older older siblings. I guess that was due to my parents being too harsh and my older siblings parting ways. All I know is they did take care of me and I'm forever thankful for them, and that's why I make it up as I get older.
Being the youngest, you can say you're at the hands of your older siblings. It was the Do as they say or get beat up principle and a lot of times I didn't do as they say, haha. I remember being a child, asking and crying to my parents for anything and everything, looking back...wow, I was a bitch! All I loved was Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles! I didn't care about anything else but Leonardo! I couldn't tell you how many toys I had or even broke. I really was spoiled thinking back and it actually cracks me up sometimes. LOL to myself! Me and my brother Jimmy was always the closest as childes and seriously all I can remember is playing Megaman with him and him beating my ass. I swear! It was like hell back then...hahaha, LOL. Also my older bro BJ giving me a dragon punch into my stomach, that hurt sooo f*cking much. Guess that's the price I paid for being a spoiled crybaby. There was this one time when me and sister Jamie got into a fight. We had a staircase at my old big blue house and she was climbing it. I grabbed a shoe and tried to throw it at her and totally missed! The shoe landed like 10 FEET to her right...and her clumsy ass fell acting like I actually landed that shot! Seriously! then I got in whipped by my pops. LOL
I honestly loved my childhood, goofing around, playing games and being naughty. I used to run barefoot outside and step on bees while they linger buzzing around dandelions...haha..and get stung but didn't care one bit as long as I was free as the wind. I also went through a little phase where I used to eat ant houses and I don't know what the hell I was even thinking, I guess I went mentally ill or something. Running around like a crack addict searching for ant houses. Good god! Even going to garden with my parents, we would find toads, frogs, caterpillars, whatever the victim it was that given day. We'd torture it, step on the toads and watch them pop. It was terrible thinking back. Jimmy was the worst, always finding something to burn or torture besides me...hahaha.
My first ever best friend was a girl, Sofia Xiong. I find it kinda funny and cool at the same time, knowing a girl was by best friend. We'd hang out all the time at recess and talk all day in school. Fort Howard Elementary and I was in kindergarten and 1st grade. Then I moved and we never talked after, which was very sad for me because I tend to miss people I care about easily. I remember going to our new house on Burns avenue. I ran in there like it owed me something, didn't know any better screaming with excitement doing cart wheels. My little fat ass was doing cart wheels son! I went to Kennedy Elementary School and it was nothing but meeka (white) people. So to say correctly, my childhood friends growing up were meeka people and I had no problems with it as they were really nice and a good group of individuals and I still speak to some of them til this day. They would have birthday parties and birthday sleep overs. I was invited to a few and actually went. Being a kid I didn't know they could do that! I was shocked at the same time amazed, I mean Hmong people don't do this stuff, dayummm. And then I met hmong people...Oh boy, then it went all downhill from there...haha. I'm just kidding.
I could go on and on and write a whole book on my childhood/life, but I'll decide to leave it here....
I honestly loved my childhood, goofing around, playing games and being naughty. I used to run barefoot outside and step on bees while they linger buzzing around dandelions...haha..and get stung but didn't care one bit as long as I was free as the wind. I also went through a little phase where I used to eat ant houses and I don't know what the hell I was even thinking, I guess I went mentally ill or something. Running around like a crack addict searching for ant houses. Good god! Even going to garden with my parents, we would find toads, frogs, caterpillars, whatever the victim it was that given day. We'd torture it, step on the toads and watch them pop. It was terrible thinking back. Jimmy was the worst, always finding something to burn or torture besides me...hahaha.
My first ever best friend was a girl, Sofia Xiong. I find it kinda funny and cool at the same time, knowing a girl was by best friend. We'd hang out all the time at recess and talk all day in school. Fort Howard Elementary and I was in kindergarten and 1st grade. Then I moved and we never talked after, which was very sad for me because I tend to miss people I care about easily. I remember going to our new house on Burns avenue. I ran in there like it owed me something, didn't know any better screaming with excitement doing cart wheels. My little fat ass was doing cart wheels son! I went to Kennedy Elementary School and it was nothing but meeka (white) people. So to say correctly, my childhood friends growing up were meeka people and I had no problems with it as they were really nice and a good group of individuals and I still speak to some of them til this day. They would have birthday parties and birthday sleep overs. I was invited to a few and actually went. Being a kid I didn't know they could do that! I was shocked at the same time amazed, I mean Hmong people don't do this stuff, dayummm. And then I met hmong people...Oh boy, then it went all downhill from there...haha. I'm just kidding.
I could go on and on and write a whole book on my childhood/life, but I'll decide to leave it here....
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