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y0 people. I saw Gene wrote all this fly shit (LMAO) and so I thought I'd update you peeps on my life and shit. So who fucking missed me? I just been busy and shit. I'm moving to Delaware tomorrow so I gots to get my bags packed. I got most of my shit together but I just have a few more things.
People keep saying shit like "CJ dont fucking move, its not cool Man" well what the fuck would you do if yo were me? Everything I do here turns to shit.
Yo but Uncle Lar calls me last week and says "CJ y0 I got to get rid of this fuckin apartment. I owe all this money on it, I really need some help. Think you'll fucking move in?" Dude was caught offguard and shit because I had a sore throat that day.
But I was like "Dude I got no way to fucking get tehre man" and thats when Lar fucking said the best goddamn thing I've heard in years Man. He was like "Chill Dude I'll pick you up. I really got to get this place off my hands."
AND INTO MY FUCKING HANDS.
I'm fucking excited Dude. Lar told the people at the bakery about me and turns out they need some help and they think I sound like the perfect candidate. The funny part is ---well its not fucking funny or anything like that but you know what I fucking mean---but the owner is out with breast cancer right now. When I heard him tell me that I was thinking "This is fucking God's work." You fucking know what I mean? I get to work at a place where my coworkers are probably all upset about this breast cancer and they are misunderstood and I can fucking explain it and I can be there and give them some support. Who fucking better to do that then me Man? Seriously. Shit.
Rone is getting all emotional and shit. The other day he left this box of our old shit in my room. Stuff I haven't fucking thought about in years. Drawings we drew and stuff like that. I said to him, "What the fuck is this?" and Dude acted like he didn't put it there.
Who put it there then? A GHOST? LMAO Dude's crazy.
Nobody wants me to leave. I know it's going to be hard and shit, I always sort of held the fort. I cooled shit down and I've been there hardcore but there is a time where that has to end and shit.
My mom has to except that life changes. People fucking change. I can't be fucking five years old forever Man. I got to get a job and get married and have my own kids one day. Fuck.
I'm getting all fucking choked up thinking about it but Dude thats how it works. I got to get on my own. You people will be fine. Just keep doing what youre all fucking doing and I'll call you. As soon as I get some calling cards and shit. It's not like we're never gonna talk again. Come the fuck on.
Dude's got to go. It's my time Peeps. NJ just don't have what I need. And I have needs.
Tomorrow is a big fucking day. The changing day of my life so I think I'm gonna eat dinner -- Gene made pasta earlier and get to sleep.
Tomorrow Dude's world changes. FUCK YEAH!!!!!!!!
PEACE
CJ
People keep saying shit like "CJ dont fucking move, its not cool Man" well what the fuck would you do if yo were me? Everything I do here turns to shit.
Yo but Uncle Lar calls me last week and says "CJ y0 I got to get rid of this fuckin apartment. I owe all this money on it, I really need some help. Think you'll fucking move in?" Dude was caught offguard and shit because I had a sore throat that day.
But I was like "Dude I got no way to fucking get tehre man" and thats when Lar fucking said the best goddamn thing I've heard in years Man. He was like "Chill Dude I'll pick you up. I really got to get this place off my hands."
AND INTO MY FUCKING HANDS.
I'm fucking excited Dude. Lar told the people at the bakery about me and turns out they need some help and they think I sound like the perfect candidate. The funny part is ---well its not fucking funny or anything like that but you know what I fucking mean---but the owner is out with breast cancer right now. When I heard him tell me that I was thinking "This is fucking God's work." You fucking know what I mean? I get to work at a place where my coworkers are probably all upset about this breast cancer and they are misunderstood and I can fucking explain it and I can be there and give them some support. Who fucking better to do that then me Man? Seriously. Shit.
Rone is getting all emotional and shit. The other day he left this box of our old shit in my room. Stuff I haven't fucking thought about in years. Drawings we drew and stuff like that. I said to him, "What the fuck is this?" and Dude acted like he didn't put it there.
Who put it there then? A GHOST? LMAO Dude's crazy.
Nobody wants me to leave. I know it's going to be hard and shit, I always sort of held the fort. I cooled shit down and I've been there hardcore but there is a time where that has to end and shit.
My mom has to except that life changes. People fucking change. I can't be fucking five years old forever Man. I got to get a job and get married and have my own kids one day. Fuck.
I'm getting all fucking choked up thinking about it but Dude thats how it works. I got to get on my own. You people will be fine. Just keep doing what youre all fucking doing and I'll call you. As soon as I get some calling cards and shit. It's not like we're never gonna talk again. Come the fuck on.
Dude's got to go. It's my time Peeps. NJ just don't have what I need. And I have needs.
Tomorrow is a big fucking day. The changing day of my life so I think I'm gonna eat dinner -- Gene made pasta earlier and get to sleep.
Tomorrow Dude's world changes. FUCK YEAH!!!!!!!!
PEACE
CJ