I deserve to have my 4Runner overhauled into an off-road baller. Here is why.
Growing up, I wouldn’t say that I had it easy or had things handed to me. I grew up in a safe, upper income level neighborhood with my family. They had great jobs and we lived in a nice house with plenty of other kids to play with in the neighborhood. When I wanted to ride my bike to the store, I asked my Mom for $5 and she gave it to me. When the Mariner’s switched to a newer version of their hats, she bought me one. When the new Nike’s hit the stores, I got them too. But only one pair. I would go visit family in Southern California for the summers, which was rough. I would go to a day camp in a rough part of the Valley. We would go on field trips to Malibu beach, watch some of the LA Kings practice hockey and get to skate with them after. Once a month or so we would have a field day with prizes of Sega’s to Super Soakers. They didn’t include any games or attachments, which was a bummer. The weekends typically consisted of going to the local theme parks but I mean, how many times can you really go to Disneyland with your annual pass? It gets old after a while.
Now to my teenage years. When I was an older teenager it was time to start driving and my Dad would let me borrow our new Tahoe as needed before I got my own car, but I was responsible to fuel it up, with their credit card. When I got my own car, I had a few bucks saved up and my folks covered the rest, as well as insurance and my cell phone. That was back in the day where texting wasn’t as common and I racked up an $800 bill for going over by 9500 texts for our plan. I didn’t have to pay it but my Dad did bring it up, but what did he want me to do about it? I did have normal vacations and things such as cell phones, video games etc. It was super irritating owning both an Xbox 360 and a Playstation 2 as the TV in my room didn’t have more than one input so I would have to unplug and plug in when swapping between consoles. I couldn’t just go from Halo to Grand Theft Auto without having to get up from my leather chair. We did go on normal family vacations to Hawaii and often to DC and the east coast. On one trip to Hawaii, there was an incident that ruined the entire trip. My Mom pointed out a sea turtle while we were snorkeling on a beautiful day and her hand hit my mouth piece out and I sucked up water. It was gross.
As you can see, I lived a rough and stressed life in my younger years. It’s amazing I didn’t end up on the wrong side of the tracks or in a Community College. Please pick me so I can continue healing.