Am 27, no dream, no real friends, people think am sick cos am skinny and dose weird things like constructing my very own funny looking complex effective phone battery charger...Yes, am from Africa... I just finished my final exam in da university, my parents thought am coming home with a 2nd class upper but no, am fighting to retain 2nd class lower while am been forced to step down to 3rd class cos of money and curruption in the school system... Most annoying part is, i read to pass but i end up getting screwed up stupid poor results... am far much more better than most of ma course mates but look at them sorting the lecturers... The few friends i keep learn from my little eventive ideas but end up calling me retard and for months now i no longer talk to anyone of them... I love God so much and am strugling to keep up to Him... Good, no girl friend, scared to keep one cos she might control my feelings and hinder me from playing ma music, working on electronic and maybe nag around me cos am too quiet... I give arms, help da needy and i appreciate lirul help from others... BUT, MA DAD LOOKED AT ME AND CALLED ME AN IMBECILE 5yrs ago and just last month he called me to ask me if i am mentally sick... i cudn't say anything to him but cried all night... Got NO money and dad wun't help dat much... Mum, i love mum... Only boy, but am trying to leaving the family if i eventually get a 3rd class grade, i intend to disappear were no one will see me and hustle for my misereble life, OR MAYBE PREPARE A CO2 GAS AND KILL MASLF... I dn't care if i loose it cos no one cares except MUM and and ma lirul sisters... :( | |
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