The Morons Life

Thirteen years of age and not a clue in the world as to what i were to for my future, my grandfather had insisted that i join the army and my grandmother suggesting accountancy. i had never appeared as an interesting child at the time but then who was at that age. little did i know that i had a brain which was not being used to it’s full potential.

like most children of my age i didn’t listen to the teacher at the front blabbing on about volume of a circle or who died in 1066. I would like to say i was too busy thinking about sports, girls and computer games. the honest truth was i was thinking about the kids who actually thought like that. i would sit there bottom of my class with all the popular kids at the front laughing, the teacher laughing with them and they seemed to be understanding the teacher. i carried on like this as a silent stain at the back of the room. it came to the year when i must decide what subjects i want to take at exams. My mates told me to do history and art because it is a laugh. 

But then my teacher took me into the corner and told me ” you have got no chance of doing the higher paper” and so i must be put on foundation. As if my life could not get worse. mother left. Grandmother dead. dad unemployed and house for sale. why should i care? Walking down the road past the usual homeless man asking for money, it suddenly struck me; everybody is walking past this guy. it felt allot like me,  but rather than people, it was my life. i sat next to the man and talked to him. He told me about his depressing life and how he got on the streets and how he had so many regrets. I don’t want to be like this man! sure i may never end up on the streets but still i want to be better than successful, i want to be rich like all those celebrities and get the best results in life. i want to be called professor; i want a Porsche.

This was unachievable with the grades i was getting at the time so i went to my father and asked if i could got to private school. to my surprise he had said yes as he had sold the house and bought my uncles large company. great i can tell my teacher to stuff her foundation paper. so for the next year i spent doing my exams and finding great interest into the field of medicine. Not only did i get the best grades but i got the best out of the entire school. i am currently doing five A Levels and will be applying for university of oxford in 7 months time to study medicine. my dad is rich with a new child on the way. I’m going to be successful. all those popular kids got D’s at GCSE and are currently working with their fathers building company earning £3.50 and hour. 

I was just and ordinary kid who was never expected to be something great; i am currently on the gifted and talented list, getting A* and going to africa in the summer to help with the homeless. who is to say what you will be in your life. only you can tell. you wan tot be an astronaut, whois stopping you? Don’t waste your time with computer games, girl friends at such a young age; now is not the time to mess around and waste free education.

So, why are you still reading this you moron get out there and make your life!