How has being illegal changed your perspective in life? - Page 2

Did I have any idea why I was here? No.

Did I have a choice to be in the position that I am now? You could say so.

Looking back, I had 15 years of dilemma. I had the choice to break the law, or abide them.

Did I even know what I was doing? Probably not.

I arrived in America 15 years ago, when I was only two years old. Did I have a reason to be scared? Not really. Did I have a reason to be excited? Kind of.

I came here on a Visa legally with my parents and siblings. I stayed here illegally for 15 years.

Why did I not just hop back on the plane when I was two years old, and say "No, I don’t want to live here illegally--let's just go back and come back here when we can."

How was I to know? How would you have known?

My life has been filled with betrayal. My parents, whom are the people I love most, are my enemies. They are the ones who gave me the opportunity. They are the ones who took them away.

I have it better than most people, but I always look back and think, “what if I was a citizen, how would I act?”

This problem forces me to work harder than ever in everything I do, from taking honors and AP classes and maintaining all A’s throughout my high school career, to being involved in clubs, to playing sports for my high school. I feel obligated to be the best.

There’s always this thought in the back of my head, if I was go to college, and finish it, would I even be able to apply to medical school? Would my degree yield to be useless? Was school just a waste of time?

I can’t drive, which limits the opportunities given to me.

I just want to be normal.

I know there are people who have it worse than me, and I know that life isn’t fair, but sometimes I just ask myself, “Why me?”

I just want to go to my dream college. I just want to be able to get that social security number to be able to obtain loans to go to medical school to become a surgeon. I just want my future degree to mean something. I just want to drive to have accessibility to go wherever I’m needed. I just want to be normal. I want to be a citizen.

I want to be independent, and give my parents a present—paying for my own college, so all those 50 hour weeks of work they did actually paid off.

But right now I’m just a 17 year old high school kid, dreaming, of a life where I can make a difference.

It kept me humble. Makes you appreciate every opportunity you get twice as more as a regular citizen. That Life isnt fair, but you can still be happy, it all depends on your attitude.
You learn to NOT be depressed over silly stuff, as it seems to be common in American society to be depressed over absolutely nothing.

Maybe I wouldn't be the same person. But I'm proud of the person I've become. Going through adversity makes you a stronger person, clarifies what's important in life, humbles you and makes you wiser. Honestly I keep to myself a lot and can't exactly say that I'm a bundle of joy, but I shudder to think that I could have been just another dumb white kid.

I really don't know. My situation makes me appreciate life more and it has really helped me become who I am. I would say I have lived a happy and full life, at least in my eyes. I really cannot understand those who have the means and still screw it up, that's just too pathetic for words.

It definitely has made me a lot more independent, and at the same time less trusting of people. But overall, I would not change it for the world. I really would not. I have met people I otherwise would not have met and I'm more knowledgeable about things I otherwise would not have cared to know.

maybe the spoiled citizens should switched position with us and they will learn to appreciate just a tiny bit more of what they have.....

for a second there.... no they prob won't

I don't take anything for granted, I appreciate the gift of life. When I m feeling really down about my situation I usually think to myself there is someone out there that has it much worse than I do.

^^This; ppl bitching about stuff that's neither about life nor limb better talk to someone else cuz I'm not listening.

Can you believe I had to pay x$ for my DUI ticket? Can you believe weed's not legal? Can you believe I didn't get the only job I applied for? Can you believe I got to clean this mess I made? They ran out of ipods/ipads/ipos; i'm so depressed....

Bitch STFU

Maybe that's why I don't date or prolly won't marry a white girl...I never relate to their 'problems' and just lost my shit every time they brought them up.

me and white girls:

We are still illegal pretty much...

When I found out I was illegal at around seven years old, I convinced myself that if I was good, if I worked hard, played fair, studied, treated people kindly, then one day I'll get my citizenship and take my vow at Disney World.

I still strive to be a good person but damn that childhood hope sort of died once I hit high school. Now I'm hoping for just a green card.

dude knowing this shit young fucks you up. I was the nerdy Mexican kid that was gonna show those Gringos who was the boss. I kept that charade up until senior year....then life made me her bitch.