QUOTE(TitanRev @ Aug 28 2013, 08:28 PM)
My childhood background very damn bad,unlucky and not same like most kids of my time. Been through a lot from drugs to kena held at knife point by my own father which was a drug addict that time he went in and out of PUDU jail countless time thought he stop drugs but 50+ years old jor still end up go back to same route as last time few months ago. My mum 1 hand raise me up while making sure there's food for me and my sister. 3 of us kena kick out from my grandma place because my mother married a drug addict + gangster head. You know la that time old people very care face one. Lucky my step father was a kind man take us in like own children. From small I never listen to my parents word not even 1. They say A I sure say B then ask C D E F...but slowly grow up will think back all those stupid and bad things I do last time but my parents didn't give up on me if not today I maybe inside a jail cell or in a coffin already...the most important thing I learn is to be humble...no matter how much money or how less money you have we have to be humble to everyone. Even the Bible also teach like that....so I'm not your average rich guy who looks down on people driving local car or can't afford an expensive car....or will bash how lousy a local car is because I didn't grow up with a gold spoon in my mouth. I make friends with everyone I can get to know, I have friends from a lot of different backgrounds and different race. I even have some gay friends
but my butt still intact...
sorry to hear about your story. its like some kind of scene in the movie. but well life is just like a movie and we ourselves are the director of this movie. My mum is a single mother as well and she did raise me and my siblings up until today since my father passed away 11 years ago. its totally 6 of us and i'm the youngest son. the lucky is my father did leave some money for us before he passed away. after my father passed away, i started to become bad cos no one to monitor on what am I doing anymore plus some bad friends affect me. I started become gangster at school, fighting, ponteng everywhere, staying at cyber cafe more than staying at home, got caught into balai because of gang fight (but none of my family members know about it The lesson I've learn is that no matter how hard/difficult the things happen, there will always a way till the end. roads are not always straight, there are lots of sharp corner that will slow us down, but at last we will still reach our final destination. when there is a will in our heart in doing something, there will be always a way for us to do it. just do not give up on ourselves when others are still supporting us. and well, i have lots of gay friends too, they did ask me to become 1 of them but i refuse and we are respecting each others. BTW, my butt still intact too
p/s: just a share of thought and experience. sorry for my bad grammar and long typing. i like to share life experience with others and listen to the life stories of the elders. so i can learn more lessons from their stories.
Aug 28 2013, 10:16 PM

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