So a lot of my peers don't believe I used to be homeless. That was a bad stage in my life, but I believe it was necessary. I decided to write this story and post it to my other sites as well just to let people know a little bit more about me. This has been edited from the original version.
Early life - Oh the joy of being young, or not. I grew up for the most part obedient and I don't really have much of a problem with it except my parents were strict like crazy. I think this is why I hate the idea of having a boss and never got a normal job. It was drilled into my head that I needed to be perfect, for a single thing wrong is a single thing they get to yell at me in the future, yes they yell about every single thing I do wrong the next time I do something wrong. Corporal punishment ain't pleasant, but it is common and something I also experienced a lot. Which is why I had to get straight A's and do all sorts of chores, some I had to learn on my own and yes I was punish for using a tool wrong even though I was never taught how to use it.
Teen life - This is when I became aware of modern culture. At this stage, baggy pants was the way to go, along with all sorts of hip attitude changes. I realize how much more independent people were becoming or already are, in this day and age, it is not about your family telling you how to live. I was always straightforward and honest about things. I believed in going after what you want and achieving your dreams. My parents wanted me to have certain professions, and I despised having someone tell me what to do or having a supervisor at this point in my life. I didn't want that to be my end goal, even though I did not have anything else I was interested in yet. I argued constantly with my parents, who wouldn't budge one bit on their plans for my life. I get along with most people as I don't impose my views on others, but when it involves my life, I cannot agree to sabotage what hope I have left.
Late high school - The fights with my parents just kept getting worse and worse. I just could not understand how I get straight A's, do everything they ask me, take care of them, and yet I am still wrong. When we are working on a chore, I ask my dad if I could take a break and get something to eat and if he wanted anything, he says yes and then no to being hungry, I go grab something and came back only to find him mad that I didn't get him anything and that I couldn't tell he was actually hungry. I buy some comics with my own money I earn, they find me reading them and proceed to yell at me and rip them up, (at another time they rip up books I own that at first I borrowed and thank the heavens was given to me by my friend) because it was a waste of money and my time. These are just the small things they do in a regular basis. I do get praise when I do things right and they are in a good mood, otherwise they are very sarcastic and always saying something about me that could be fixed. When you hear contempt in your parents voice and strong disapproval everytime you talk with them, like literally every time they ask me something or to do something I can hear in their tone that they wish I was a better son or perhaps for a better son. I could try harder and impress them, but again I was jealous of other kids getting to live their lives.
Homelessness - I finally made the big decision to do things my way and stand up for myself. That resulted in me getting kicked out by my parents. I was a disgrace to my family and I understood how bad everything was, but my priority isn't making them happy or saving face, it was about my dream of being independent and I knew I had to find a way to move on. I was still a good child, and I don't really talk bad about my parents (except for the truth that they really don't care about me anymore), but I am not going to let them run my life. I didn't really want to have other parents or live with a friend 24/7, but I did need a place to stay, so I found shelter in cars, homeless shelters, parks, really any place I could stay warm and comfortable. I had nothing except the clothes on my back, but I realize I had more, I did very well in school thanks to strict parents, and I was in so many clubs, volunteer groups, work experience that I could use to get enough scholarship in order to get into college. All the SAT tests fees and so on were waived fortunately. You don't really need a lot of money, when you learn to find free stuff. I managed to scrounge up enough loans and scholarship to get into Harvard. I did a lot of recycling in order to make some money and had friends help pay for my flights and things to bring there. I got a laptop, as I didn't exactly have a place for a computer. I charged it up at cafes and other places, got free wifi too.
How I got my Audi R8 - So I got to Harvard and lived in a park, I really didn't think too much about it, it is more about being self-conscious that you're homeless, rather than actually being homeless that makes one hate it. I couldn't afford housing after all. I gained an interest in exotic cars and wanted an Mercedes Benz SLR Mclaren after having seen one in person. Yeah a dream, as many people say, win the lottery, as others say, but I believed it was doable. After a year of legal studies, I learned a lot about how companies work, and I came across something I thought would be a good idea to patent and so I did. I made it known to a large company that were in need of it and sold the patent to them for an exorbitant amount. I couldn't buy an SLR Mclaren yet, so I got the cheapest exotic that just came out, an Audi R8, and used the rest of what I had for an apartment with a secure garage. I thought a lot about my future and decided to quit school and do research on patents full time. Things didn't pan out the way I thought, as I didn't make nearly as much as I did the first patent I sold, so I went back to school. I also applied for a job at Google, and got accepted, and feigned all the joy I could muster while working there, the last and only real normal job I had. It provided me with the income I needed to pursue my legal work and legal studies. What I can add is that Google's hiring process is very long and if you are not hired would seem like a huge waste of time, but it was worth it on my end. Yes I did work full-time and was a full-time student, what encourage me was that others did similar time consuming activities and still managed to graduate so I petitioned the dean to allow me flexibility in my units and with special needs. I did a lot of networking, not social networking oriented so being work focused actually got me friends who care about their job and future careers. I did a few Google referrals and made some cash that way, it was nice. I also got free food and worked at the gym every now and then that Google provides for free.
How I got my Mercedes Benz SLR Mclaren - I graduated early and had the education I needed to get into the patent selling business again successfully this time. I never did sell patents worth as much as my first one, but I made enough in a year to buy a brand new Mercedes Benz SLR Mclaren. My income varied greatly each year, but I was always very well off and could afford everything I wanted. Many of my friends made apps or worked at Apple and so I took classes they suggested with another friend. Eventually we learned enough to start making apps, he went into the gaming industry, and I made useful practical apps for everyday life. I worked on my own and I was just testing the waters, but it really paid off. Originally I was gonna co-found a company with that friend, but we had conflicting views on the direction we wanted to take.
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