Holy cow I haven't blogged in a awhile. Gosh, I feel bad, I blame my asian parents, they been driving me crazy with their stupidity and neediness. I wonder how I would ever survive my household without my friends there to cheer me up. Life is depressing, if your life is anything like mine, you will notice that your own family is your Achilles heels. They say the craziest and meanest things that gets deep into your heart and slowly eats away your soul. Those are your parents, so you can't do anything about it. they gave you life and they are trying to take it away without going to jail. This is exactly why you see so many suicidal kids, parents are doing a good job killing them legally. If you are one of those unfortunate individuals with a messed up household, you might be asking yourself, "how can I come out without any psychological damage?" It's very simple and the only topic that will keep you from slitting your wrist, is none other than POOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Poo is such an awsome topic, it fills my day with joy when my friends took a big dump in the toilet, but can't flush it all the way down. It makes me forget the stressful part of my life, knowing that my friends are anxiously flushing that toilet a billion times hoping for that lucky flush to push the little bastard through the hole. Little did they know that by flushing it so many times will only make it worse. I get even more excited when I hear them frantically plunging the toilet with water splashing everywhere. Then they catch a sigh of relief when the water went all the way down, so they flush it again, and to no avail, Mr hankee surf the wave towards the top. As I listen for their reaction, all my worries and life's mishaps flew away and I find myself in pure joy and ecstasy. I would hear clutters and clashes from my worrisome friend in search of the holy grail known as strong perfume or febreeze. Then after the arduous search, and the strong spray, I hid behind the walls and watch as they exit the bathroom, looking left to right as if they were crossing a busy intersection.
The only problem is I can't always enjoy the excitement of a clogged toilet, my depression will only return after my parents open their mouth. How do I survive their insane verbal and psychological abuse? Well it's simple, every time they open their god awful mouth with a slight grin for evilness, I just lift up my ass, and fart across the room. My parents would gag and laugh, and the best part is, they forget what they were gonna say. I was also crowned the queen of gas and the queen of breaking their toilets :)
If it weren't for poop and farts, I would have died a long time ago. Verbal, emotional, and psychological abuse can really destroy everything that makes you an individual. I have experience abuse from parents, teachers, students, and even strangers, but after all that, it feels so good to come home to a good fart. And of course awsome group of friends and the love of my life "you know who you are ;) "
BTW: This post is not meant to make anyone worry to the point of calling social service, I'm already an adult so they probably wouldn't do shiet hahha. This post is to encourage teens out there that suicide is not the answer. There are methods out there that can help mitigate the awful parenting situation at home, and this happens to be one of them. Remember if you ever feel like a dark cloud of negativity around you, just look for a way to laugh and be happy :)