The life story of FuturisticRyan

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  1. #1 FuturisticRyan, Apr 4, 2011
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    Not that im important,or that it will really matter to anyone,but i feel like writing something,and feel im not very known on here so i figured id give a little insight into my life,and the fact i havent lived your average life may make at most an interesting read.

    0-11 what ill title as "the good days"


    I always reminisce on this era of my life as the good days.Riding bikes in the woods with my friends,playing video games,just being your typical little kid,although i did get into fights quite a bit,and hung out with the bad kid group.lol.it was a part of my life where i was worry free for the most part,and had a good home,family,and friends.

    My childhood was your typical american child pretty much besides the fact i lived with my grandma and grandpa untill i was 6,and then stayed with my aunt and uncle who lived right across the street in our rural neighborhood.I would see my dad occasionally,and my mom rarely.

    I was also introduced to weed pretty early,but i didnt smoke till my teens.There were some years that i saw my mom once a month or every 2 months,or so.Her boyfriend,also my little sisters dad would always be smoking,and i remember seeing the orange pack of papers on the table all the time.What i know as zig-zags now.Haha.Also my dad would have partys occasionally and id always smell what i always describe as something smelling like grass.when i was 8 i met a new kid that moved into my neighborhood,and we went to mcdonalds and his parents had some in the car or something,and i could smell it,and said it smelt like grass in their car.Haha.they were paranoid about me saying that,and later my friend told me what it was,and asked that i didnt tell anyone.I assured him i wouldnt.Now that im thinking back on it all my friends parents have smoked pretty much,lol.

    11-15 what ill title as "the beginning of something new"

    This is where things get rough,and rather shitty.

    "the divorces"

    When i was 11 1/2 or so my aunt informed me that her and my uncle would be getting divorced,and it really hurt me cuz my uncle was like a dad to me.Hes been there for me more than my actual father ever has.That stays true to this day.
    Then a few weeks later my grandma informed me her,and my grandpa were getting divorced.It seemed pretty surreal.

    "the move"

    My aunt,and grandma told me we would be moving soon also.We moved,and ended up buying some property,and an rv.If you dont know already staying in an rv fucking sucks.We didnt own one of the big expensive ones.lol.At this point in time all i really did was ride my bike around,and play video games.I hung out with my best friend since i was 8 sometimes,but that was it.

    Then something was up with paperwork,or some shit on the property,and we sold the rv,and moved to another piece of property right up the street where we stayed in tents untill we renovated this metal building into a home.We finally got it finished,and i finally had a good home for once.
    Went to junior high,made some good friends,girlfriends,played sports,smoked weed for the 1st time when i was in 6th or 7th grade with my friend.Im pretty hyped that i can say for the 1st time i ever smoked,i smoked Dro.Albeit out of a water bong made from a 7up bottle.Haha.I just remember going to eat dinner with my friend at his house,and being super paranoid his parents would be able to tell i was high.I dont think they said anything,but i cant remember.I only smoked on a few occasions after this,untill i was 16.More into the weed portion of my life later.

    7th grade

    I met one of my best friends in 7th grade.Shane.Shane,and i would always skate together,and play games,and the usual shit after school everyday,and got into mischievous shit during school,and fuck with the teachers,and stuff.

    A couple weeks before 7th grade ended my aunt asked me if i wanted to be homeschooled.Me being the dumb average kid that hated school said i would.Ill regret this forever,but the way things turned out it wouldve been hard for me to make it to school.The summer was pretty chill.Quit bmx'ing,and started skateboarding,and playing basketball all the time.I being the dumb kid that i was sold an Austin electric guitar/amp for 50$ not knowing how much it was worth,and got an Airspeed board.Before this id always skate my friends old boards.

    8th grade starts,and the 1st few weeks go good.My aunts giving me work to do,and stuff,and then i guess she gets more caught up with work,and expects me to stay on top of my shit.I just kinda shrug it off,and dont do much work,unless im bored,and feel like accomplishing something,although i did enough to be able to go back into school,and know all the shit they did.Id have my friend bring his homework over,and see if i was at the right level,and gettin atleast some shit done.

    About half way through 8th grade something happened with the down payment we payed,and 3 months payments in advance,and the guy said we didnt pay that,because he wanted to turn the place into a rock company,or something,and we ended up getting kicked out of our house,and we stayed there untill the electricity,and water got turned off,then we stayed in tents there for a little while,untill we started staying at this flea market we went and sold stuff at on the weekends.We had a tent set up,and a few other people stayed there in tents also.I dont know how i made it through those boring ass days,but i did.I think i had a xbox,or something set up,and id always ride my bike around,so it wasnt too bad.It was a pretty interesting part of my life.Meth heads,and such wandering around.Some of them believe it,or not do have good hearts/morals though.

    We ended up moving from there to a hotel in another town.It was pretty nice though.EconoLodge.Id skate outside during the day,and go to mcdonalds everyday pretty much for lunch.My grandma was spending most of her paycheck everyday for us to stay there though.That lasted 2 months or so.

    Next we moved to a house.Another good home for once.That last's 2 years.Nothing really interesting happens in this period of my life.Just skateboarding everyday.Smoked green on a few occasions.Thats all really.It was a pretty chill part of my life though.I was actually able to relax,and had a house,directv.Id always be watching Fuel Tv,or on the internet on skate sites.My friend chaz who lived right down the street id hang out with all the time,and he smoked green daily,and was your typical stoner.I wasnt interested in weed at this time really,but i smoked with him on a few occasions.I was more into skating.

    Next we moved to a nicer house on a little property.It wouldve been the perfect place to smoke looking back on it.Trees all over,secluded spots,just had a good view to it really.I was really into skating still,and got a little shop sponsor.I rarely made it out to the town it was in though.I got free stuff ever now,and then,but usually i just got stuff cheaper,because i wasnt on the full team yet,because i hadnt filmed anything.
    I also met a really cool chick that had moved to my town from Houston.She smoked green,and id always wanna smoke with her,but when we chilled she wasnt smoking,and i just never asked,besides one time she had a joint i hit a few times,but that was it.
    We met while i was skating one day.She just came up,and was watching me skate,and started talking to me.She looked really good also.We would chill during the day,and she'd watch me skate,and stuff.We'd always flirt with each other,but she had a boyfriend who was 24,and i was 16 at the time.She was 20.He ended up in jail for a little while,and id go hang out with her at her house.Nothing ever really happened with that though.We made out one day,but that was it.Im not the type to steal a chick unless i dont like the guy,and her bf was really pretty chill.Things got awkward though when he got out,and i just kinda quit chillin with her.I didnt feel what i was doing was right,and got tired of being in the middle.She ended up telling him i came onto her,and stuff i feel because she got mad i quit chillin with her.She was the one that came onto me though.Lol.She ended up moving back to Houston,and i didnt even get to tell her bye,or anything.

    It was when i was 16 that i really started smoking.Id be out skating with my friends,and sometimes one of them would have weed,and we'd smoke while we were out skating,Then he hooked me up with his connect,and id start going to him,and we'd get a sac,get sum rillos,and smoke at secluded spots while we were out skating.It was pretty fun.Made for some good memories.

    I ended up moving again after this place into an rv again.Fuckin sucked.I actually ended up moving 4 times in the same town though,once to a new place,and new rv,and then back to the original spot,then somewhere else into a little house type thing.It was super small though.I ended up breaking my elbow pretty bad skating during this era also.Had to get care a flighted to childrens medical center,and my arm swelled up with blood.I guess it was pretty bad cuz i was in there for 4 days.Got surgery,and had to have pins put in my elbow.Getting them taken out was quite the bitch.lol.I think thats all that really happened interesting in this time.Medicare dropped me cuz of how expensive that was too.Havent had health insurance since.

    17
    My dad gets a nice house here,and i end up moving in with him for a while.Prolly a year or so.We fought all the time though.He caught the kitchen on fire once while throwin gasoline into the log burner,and the flame ran up into the bucket of gasoline,and he threw it in the sink which splashed and caught the drapes on fire,and the fridge,and there were spots on the floor that were on fire and the rug which i stomped out.It was pretty crazy.He ended up putting it out with the sink dish sprayer.Lol.This was the beginning of my party stage too.Id always smoke when my dad wasnt home.Id roll j's,and just smoke outside.Then my dads friend gave me my 1st pipe.It was sick.Had a hemp necklace,and it was rasta colored,but darker colors.Id smoke in my closet when my dad wasnt home,and blow into a dryer sheet.I smoked in the bathroom once,and blew the smoke into a a/c vent.Lol bad idea.
    My dad said it smells like weed,but i just told him it was prolly one of his friends.lol

    I finally get a car.A 92 toyota camry.It runs a month maybe.The motor ends up fucking up after i move from my dads to my aunts,and grandmas new house.Anyways long before i got my car though id always go skating,and smoke with friends,and go to the occasional party.

    I move to my grandma,and aunts/aunts new bf's new house.It was pretty pretty chill.Id work at the fishing store next door,and stay home sometimes while they were at work,and smoke blunts behind the house.Good times.I made a few good memories at that house.I started hangin out with a new group of friends.This dude would pick me up at my house,and we'd go get a sac,and go smoke,and just cruise/do random shit.
    This went on for a month or so,untill i bought an ounce of some corn(100$) and it got stolen from one of the dudes that we all chilled with,but i suspected them all.I was all kinds of fucked up at a party,and the dude said he dropped it off at my homies house cuz he didnt want it in the car while we were all fucked up,and us get pulled over.When i wake up i call my homie where the zones at and he says he doesnt know what im talkin about,and he never dropped that off,so im super fuckin pissed,and evidently my homies kicked him out the car,and he made his way back to his moms or some shit lke 60 miles away.I just quit hangin out with all of them.

    Then i start chillin with some new friends,who i still hang out with today,and some are my best friends,and im glad i met all of them.Some i use to skate with,and some i never met untill a year ago.We all party together,and just have good times together.Lots of memories.Lol.

    Now i live in the store we own,and it sucks pretty bad.We have an rv,but its pretty much gutted besides the shower that i use.I sleep on a cot like the ones in the army.We have a room set up.We have a laptop with the internet,and i have my guitar,my iPod,A tv with regular cable,and thats all i really need.Im selling my car,and moving to Austin soon anyways.I dont drive it anyways because i dont have insurance,and it runs like shit anyways.I dont have alot in my life right now,but im not as depressed as i use to be.I still have alot of stress,but im trying to cope with shit better now.Weed helps massively.

    I dont see any of my friends from the past anymore.I keep in contact with shane,but we havent chilled in a long time.

    Oh and since the divorces ive seen my grandpa once,and my uncle a couple times,but its been years.Havent seen my mom in 6 years,but recently spoke with her.It wasnt much.She was more worried about my drinking,then how ive been and that im still alive,so i dont really care to speak to her anymore right now.I see my dad pretty often.

    If you read all of that then i appreciate it,but i dont know for sure if anyone will.
    Im not saying my lifes interesting,or anything of the such.Just figured this would get me aquainted with some of you,and im gonna be on here for a very long time.Its one of the forums that is well organized,and i love peoples storys/posts.

    Side note-I havent skated in months,and dont even have a board anymore.I think ill start again when i move to Austin though.:wave:
     
  2. I can't really think of anything to say here, but I might as well pop in and at least say I've read it.
     
  3. Thanks for reading it atleast.

    I really just wrote that so when people read that,and see me posting on something they can put a person to the avatar.Lol.Just imagine me chillin behind the laptop,munchin on some chips,and salsa,and listenin to some kid CuDi on the ipod.lol.
     
  4. ..too long to read










    will read later, maybe, maybe


    maybe
     
  5. You could skim it,and possibly read something interesting.Hoping you dont come across a boring part of it.It was quite the beast to type.Lol
     
  6. I lol'd at your location.Have you seen jimmy fallon,and steve colbert's version of it?
     
  7. Read it, cool story bro.
     
  8. I read it, sounds like you've moved a hell of a lot. Hope to read some interesting stories of yours in RLS.

    So you work at a fishing store?

    Damn I've got a hankering for Doritos and salsa now though...
     
  9. Didnt read it and I dont intend to but cool story bro ;)
     
  10. keep skating dude
    it keeps your mind healthy man, im still trying to come out of my
    winter skate hibernation so i can skate this summer n shit haha
    idk tho, this was worth reading tho.
    coming from someone that posts shit worth checkn out
    and doesnt get but 2 comments.
    you fuckers:D



    and dude..really. fuck off ifyou have nothing better to say
    'cool story bro' is so fucking immature and lame to say, especialy when someone took the time
    to type something for everyone to read. ya know? why you even here if thats all your gonna say?
     



  11. Letting him know I read it. I wasn't even trolling. Not much to relate to, hence cool story bro. It's like cool beans, it's not always offensive to say it, I was sincere. Cool your beans, bro.
     
  12. thats fine man, i was not directing that towards you, hence the quote.
    my beans are kool as shit rite now. chillin like vanillan ice cream
     
  13. i did read it
     

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  14. Conan O'briens version was funnier
     
  15. I read it, it was an interesting story, thanks for sharing it.
     

  16. I don't know, it always seems to be the people that go out of their way to call people immature and lame are immature and lame. Including me. That's like... a paradox, or something.

    But for real, once we start just ignoring the "cool story bro" dudes, they'll disappear soon enough. I think they're searching for 'likes' to make themselves feel more complete, or whatever.
     
  17. Haha yeah ive moved a shitload.Atleast 4 more times i didnt mention.I dont work at the fish store anymore though.I quit that,and worked at rubbermaid for a month,then quit.And now i just work at my grandmas little store.Its pretty chill.Its pretty slow,so im usually on the internet,listening to music,or playing guitar.I dunno if ive fully grown out of skating or not yet..Sometimes ill skate,and it just feels boring as fuck,but im sure skating around austin will be alot funner.
     
  18. I enjoyed your life story. Not much else to say.
     
  19. Rough start to life, but perhaps change is around the corner. :smoke:

    If you're in a bad situation, don't worry it'll change. If you're in a good situation, don't worry it'll change. ~John A. Simone, Sr.
     
  20. cheers for keeping your head up during all that tough shit, skateboardings amazing and so is the ganja..the two go hand in hand and you should write a book some day. hit me up if your ever down to chill out, blaze a j and skate some spots.
     

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