I'd say my life is alot better than the ones posted so far. I'll be listing alot of irrelevant(?) memories as I write this as I just feel like writing them.

I was born in a pretty good neighborhood, I think you call it suburban? My parents rented the bottom half of a medium sized house. The bottom half we rented was actually larger than the top half of the house but only an old couple lived there and they didn't care. There was a big room where we all slept in. My cradle was attached to their king sized bed. There were two small storage rooms, one narrow washroom and a large living room. At the frontyard where my dad had his car parked there was an adult cherry tree which was nice though the cherries it gave were not so good. Near the car area one time, I lifted a few wooden blocks there and there were massive amounts of ants and ant eggs there. I had fun hosing and crushing most of them.

My mom immigrated to this country alone, I forgot the reason why. My father's family which numbered about 5 came here as refugees from a rebellion that was happening in their country(more like the rebels already took over). I only asked my parents maybe two times how they met and I forgot. My dad has a very short temper and isn't too bright while my mom is... I can't really describe her but I'll just say not too bright either "in my opinion".

Now that I'm thinking about it, I can remember quite a bit from when I was a toddler. Grabbing that toy chandelier from my cradle, trying to climb my parents bed, firecrackers with dad, dad bringing me to the bowling alley while he'd sometimes play Pacman all day there. When I was about 4-5 my mom was pregnant and I was hoping for a little brother, which I got. I also remember one time when my mom was screaming at night and it was keeping me awake. I now understand that was sex.

Unlike alot of the brono life stories already posted, I didn't have that much trouble making friends. I went to a preschool near my grandparent's house which was a 5-10 minute drive from my house. I made my first friend from playing with blocks, his name was "steel" or something like that. Going to pre-school was actually exciting, but I started to get tired of it just like everybody else. My brother was born around this time I think.

At home we had a TV but no cable or videogames, just a vcr. I do remember playing an atari 2600 we borrowed somehow. Later when I was about grade 1-2, my parents bought me a used snes and n64. The snes came with some chinese floppy reader thingy that attached to the snes which played pirated games on floppys(I had like 50 games). The n64 came with one dinky game called "Fighter's Destiny" though I got many more games for it later on. On the weekends I'd be forced to go to my grandparent's home and there I'd play the playstation. Going outside wasn't fun anymore, I wanted to play my video games. One time I was upset and crying at mom for whatever reason and she snuck in Super Mario 64, turned on the n64 and when I heard youtube.com/watch?v=ZhadLMDWcGA across the room, I stopped caring and only had the thought that she bought a new game. I remember this memory really well and it is one of the most happiest ones. I loved trains too. I had many train sets and I can understand train otaku.

I don't think we were allowed pets but my dad found a budgie fly into his car once and we had it for a few days before it died. Later on my uncle found a chicken under his car which is quite strange as there are no farms around here at all. We kept that for a pet until my mom got fed up with it and we released it somewhere, it probably died or maybe somebody else found it and took care of it. I think after that or it might've been before the chicken, but my dad caught a fucking dragonfly at some lake. He tied a string onto its tail and I held onto it like a leash on a dog. My mom was disgusted with it and didn't want it flying around at night so we had to tie it to some railing outside. The next day it rained and it was dead. The next pet was a big fish tank with loads of fish we bought from somebody. They were quite nice to keep and fun to watch. These are all the pets I had for this house.

In kindergarten, I would make my first "good" friend from drawing. His name was Andrew. We then started making friends with more people and then it became a circle of friends. I made another good friend named William later on. We played alot of video games at my house and I never had much trouble socializing though I was a bit shy. There was this one much older kid who I sometimes hung out with named David. I would see him alot in the field, hanging his head down walking aimlessly. Now that I think about it I think he was a loner though he did have one other friend. He was a relative of the couple upstairs and he lent me alot of his games. Afterschool I'd go upstairs with my brother to be babysat by the old couple since my parents both worked. Sometimes David would drop by and when he would his younger sister and brother would be with him. His sister would always try to hump and cuddle with me. I'd lie face down while watching TV and she would get on top of me or she'd tell me to get on top of her behind.

My school life and all that was good, I enjoyed it. The only problems I had were my parents. My dad was in charge of all the money he and my mom made and he was a gambling addict. I'm not sure when it started but I think it was around grade 1-2-ish. They fought alot and were quite loud about it. My dad resorted to violence too, hitting my mom with blunt objects. He moved into the living room later, getting another mattress and just dumping it between the sofas. One time he found one of my trains all broken up and was furious. He gave me a huge scolding but I denied that I stepped on it or broke it. I'm pretty sure he stepped on it during the night or something but it definitely wasn't me. Anyways, around late winter or early spring of grade 4, my mom had enough and called the police. I remember coming home from sports day and then the cops came.

My life started going down the shitter at this point. The cops recommended my mom go to a "women's shelter", so she took me and my brother there in a taxi. The taxi driver had trouble finding the place as it was "hidden" but we arrived there. I would then spend one month in this hell hole. It was horrible, living with feminists and no entertainment and I had no way of contacting my dad or friends. Now that I think about it, these people tried to force alot of shit into me but even as a kid I'm smarter than that. I was watching DBZ one night and one of them told me I couldn't watch it, it fucking blew. I also started to need my first pair of glasses at this time. The best thing about the place was that it had a sega dreamcast and they let me play it for a few hours one time. I hate feminists so much.

After the month, my mom found some "women's apartment" which only allowed women but boys were an exception. The area I moved into was so shitty. Homeless fucking everywhere and litter and other crap. We dropped by our old home later which was still being rented by my dad but we didn't see him until a few more visits later. Me and my brother were so happy to see him and he was so happy to see us. It was such a pleasant reunion. It felt so sad knowing that I won't be able to live here and continue going to this school after this year.

It's grade 5 now, and I'm attending the new school after my worst summer I had. Right off the bat, I notice the work is a alot easier. The work that I was assigned was all stuff I already did last year. The teacher was pretty bad too, he rarely check if you've finished your homework so I rarely did it. Thanks to him I went from being a diligent student to an extremely lazy one. I made good friends with another student named David who was also new to the school. He already had his circle of friends so I became friends with them after awhile. There was minor bullying going around me but it was mostly jokingly. The school was pretty peaceful, not many fights occurred. After school I had to go to this daycare at the school. I hated this place quite a bit as I had to stay here until around 6:00pm everyday. Such a waste of time as I could have been playing video games. It did spawn my first 3d crush though. Also forgot to mention this somewhere up there but my first probable waifu was Sakura from cardcaptors.

So grade 6, the year I got my personal computer I think. I also moved from that shithole, to a less shittier part of the shithole. It was an apartment that was pretty much half a block away from the school which was quite convenient. I started playing my first mmo on my computer: Gunbound. I started to really hate the daycare now as it was taking up my playing time once again. I think it was this year but on a class trip to the skating rink, I tripped as I was going up some stairs and I while I was falling down I grabbed the ass pockets of the girl in front of me. Unfortunately for me she was pretty much the most popular girl in our grade and all her friends were around her too. They were laughing and I was so red of embarrassment.

It's Grade 7 now. My last year of elementary school. I moved once again further from the school but into a sort of OK area. David lived really close by so that was a plus. I still had to attend that daycare and I was at my limit. Being the oldest kid there with absolutely nothing to do, it fucking blew. Got two rabbits as pets. My mother also made me take swimming lessons and I too didn't want to do that and that was the final straw. While she was making dinner I went upstairs and set her wardrobe on fire. The alarm went off a few minutes later and everyone rushed to put it out including me. She didn't know it was me who set it and actually assumed it was someone else as our back door was wide open to let out the smell of her cooking. Firefighters came and we were questioned about it. In the end we didn't find out who it was and I still had to take the lessons. Also, my good friend Elias got me to play my first mmorpg: Maplestory.

I'm starting to get tired of writing so I'm going to summarize more now.

Grade 8 now. Entering highschool but a pretty tame year overall. I spent all the time I could playing on my computer. Rarely did work or anything as I had a grudge on my mom for putting me in that daycare so my grades were pretty darn poor. Spent the summer playing alot on my computer, mostly maplestory with friends.

Grade 9 now. I started to skip alot of my classes this year. I just got so darn lazy I'd rather be on the computer. My mom had it with me one night and took away my computer power plug. It was a friday night and I always play late into the night on friday's so I got angry and set a book case on fire. This time she knows I did it and she calls the police. They drop by and we did alot of talking, mom finds out the other fire was started by me too. She doesn't want me to live here anymore so I'm driven to my grandparent's home to live now. I barely pass my classes and I fail math by half a percent thanks to myself being late everyday.

Grade 10 was the turning point of my life. I really got into anime and became more of a computer addict this year so I stopped going to school entirely. My uncle bought me a new computer that I could use at my grandma's. After lots of drama I dropped out. Another reason I dropped out was because we own a business and I can just fall back on that.

Whatever year was the next, it was one of the best. I think 2008 or 2009? Full neet mode. We own a business so I don't have to worry about money problems. Years 2010 and 2011 are not as good as 2008 and 2009. I'm starting to get stressed out from the tiniest things. Like, if someone were to trash talk to me on some game I'd think about it for days. I was accused of killing an old man by arson too by detectives but it got cleared up later. I'm still acquainted with some of my old friends though at least. One friend, who was in the circle at grade 5 I hated because he would tease me is now a really good friend. While another who also really cold to me is now a really good friend too.

I tried trading forex earlier this year but I lost all my money, which was 1 grand.

There is alot that happened during 2008-11 but fuck it. I'm too tired right now and my writing is just getting shittier and I want to post this now.

Overall I'm just a really lazy guy.