It's been a while, real talk

I guess that I have a lot to be thankful for.
For Almost 15 whole years of my life,
My life has been really great,
and I haven't realized that.
To ask for anything more than a bed, food, family and friends,
would just be plain spoiled bratty attitude to me.
I don't want to be a hypocrite though, because I did more of that and more.

I can remember enjoying pokemon.
So much I'd yell and scream and cry at my mom even when she was sick in bed when my dad was working, driving to Costco to buy the Video tape, and watch it in my room by myself, and leave her sick and not take care of her.

I can remember enjoying nintendo 64.
So much I can't remember how many times I've missed birthday parties, gatherings, and just spending family time with my relatives to get to unlock the next ???? mini-game on Mario Party.
I can remember enjoying stuffing my face.
So much I would cheat out my parents on their share of dinner, in order to satisfy my fatty needs. I feel hella bad, probably the worse knowing that there is lot of people who don't have a lot to go around, let alone a family to eat a dinner with.
I hate that I'm so ungrateful for a lot of things given to me, even if its something small, always thank your parents. A lot of parents gone through hell and back, doing their best to make a living for their kids.

I can't help but feel horrible when people say they hate their parents.
They do so much for us, and we hardly give them anything.
I point fingers at other kids, but then..when I look at myself, probably the worse out of all of them.

They cook for me, without even me asking.
They clean my room, without even me asking.
They do my laundry, without even me asking.
They do every single FUCKING THING IN THE HOUSE, without even me asking.
And where am I? In this room, being too much of a fool even posting up this blog at 1:30 in the morning, not even helping them out in the least.
I promise you guys, once I get my job and I make money,
I'll start paying you back 15 years worth of rent.

I'm not gonna be a kid that just drops and forgets about their parents like others do when they grow up,
I'm going to be someone they can finally say is their son.
The last time I was called 'their son' was 8 years ago,
In 2nd grade.
It might be another 80 before that chance will happen again,
But I swear it that I'm going to make it up to them.

Even if I gotta go through hell and back for every day I put them through.
It's worth it when you got parents that care about you.