Wow, I probably couldn't live with myself if I attempted suicide. I havn't even thought about killing myself. Ever. That's a very dark thought, and it would also be a selfish act. Imagine what it would do to your parents. It would ruin their lives too, not just yours.As for my life, I really don't have anything interesting to say, but I'll give it a go.I am from Halifax, Canada, and I've lived here all my life. My dad is not jewish, he is an arab from Morocco, Africa. After I was two years old, he decided to divorce my mom and move back to Morocco because he really didn't like it here. He had two other kids over there with another wife, and I've only seen him twice since then. It's not a big deal to me because I've never really known him. It's probably tougher for people here who have divorced parents at a Grade 3 I moved next door to him in a significantly bigger household, although it's still not a great house. I started to get close to my step brothers that were around my age, and I started going over there every day. We went through some rough points, but we also started to develop as a family, We even went on a trip to to Florida about 4 years ago, I think it was.2 years ago they finally got married, and that's that. As for sports, I never really got into watching sports at all until I watched it with my current step dad. It was football, not basketball at first though. My dad is a casual Patriots fan, but he still liked to watch some of their games. I didn't know anything about football or any other sports at that age, but slowly I started to get into it. And after a year or two I knew more about the NFL than he did. For basketball, I just started watching some of their games on TSN. That was around Chris Bosh's rookie year. They were a crap team, so I still wasn't a fan. I watched like maybe 5 of their games that year. But again, slowly I started to take an interest. The year after that I actually watched about half of their games, and I started to notice espn message boards, so I began posting there even though I still knew nothing about basketball. But I learned, and slowly I became a fan of the team. The year when Mike James came, that was my first season being a real fan. I watched probably 80% of their games until Chris Bosh got injured, and the games became unwatchable. Then I started posting on BBW, and again slowly, I began to build all the knowledge that I have about the game. Now I am a very good fan at the tender age of 14 years old, and I've got a long road ahead of me of watching the NBA, NFL, and Raptor and Eagles games. I've been an Eagles fan longer than a Raptors fan actually. Since like 2003, I've hosted Super Bowl parties with about 4-5 people invited over...we have chicken wings, watch the game and then have fights during the commercials.My social life was great before Grade 7 ended. Then just something happened. I matured from the jackass kid who made fun of everyone for entertainment, and I became much more thoughtful and insightful on things. I still have a good group of 4-5 close friends, but I only go out for half of the weekends now. I'm going to a different school next year with my best friend that is very close to me. We've already talked about sharing a dorm room in university.That's about it. My life has become very interesting in the past 5-6 years. Before that it was boring as hell...