chaoticsoul

I’m adopted from South Korea by two crazy white people named Leo & Diane. My younger brother and sister are also adopted, but they are from the Philippines and there is no blood relation between them. It’s nice being adopted because during when shit gets crazy I just remember that I’m not related to any one of them.

I’ve gotten by in life by putting in as little effort as possible. If I thought that homework was pointless, I didn’t do it. If my boss was retarded, I quit. Eventually when this thing called “the real world” finally hits I think I’ll get owned; but oh well that’s just life.