great day
True happiness...where is true happiness really? is it in religion? (God make me whole) is it in love? (Jack, never let go -titanic) or what?
I had to walk most of the way home because my parents picked me up from school, dropped me off three blocks down and then went to work.
it took me about an hour to get home. And yes, i must say i thought a lot. I said to myself, "Dan, ol' chap. Today is a ripping good day" and so I replied to myself "Quite so ol' lad. 'Cept I have to pee." that's when the thought struck me. It is not owning a Ferrari or living in a Mansion or having the hottest woman as your wife that makes someone happy. The truth is, it is the smaller things in life that add up to true happiness.
There are those days where I sit back and say "Dan, ol' chap, today was a bloody grand ol' day"
on those days i didn't
1) have sex
2) do drugs
3) buy something expensive
4) steal something expensive
5) win the lottery
6) get revenge
On those days I have done one of the following
1) slept a lot
2) taken a nice hour long shit
3) jumped through the sprinkler on a hot summer day
4) saw a rainbow
5) laughed a lot
6) danced in the rain
7) held hands with someone and skipped down the street
8) did not get beat up by niggerz
9) did not get gypped by spics who fix my hood with a mallet for 150 dollarz
10) ran away from cops
11) seeing the one you love
if you read this and still haven't figured out what i'm saying, which is not saying I am gay because I'm not, it's actually that you all gotta take the little things in life...like skipping down the street, not getting arrested, or dancing in the rain, i mean those are nothing compared to the BIG things like getting a car or winning the lottery, but they add up. What if one day, i slept a lot, took an hour long ddong, jumped through the sprinkler in the afternoon, danced in the rain a moment later, saw a rainbow, then my love comes by and we skip down the street holding hands, saw some niggers but didn't get mugged, and saw 70 spix in a pick up truck but didn't get conned, and ran away from the cops while still skipping and holding hands? now that would be the greatest day ever.
wut da fuk am i talkin about? fuck skipping around, hook me up with that winning ticket and Ferrari.
payce.
I had to walk most of the way home because my parents picked me up from school, dropped me off three blocks down and then went to work.
it took me about an hour to get home. And yes, i must say i thought a lot. I said to myself, "Dan, ol' chap. Today is a ripping good day" and so I replied to myself "Quite so ol' lad. 'Cept I have to pee." that's when the thought struck me. It is not owning a Ferrari or living in a Mansion or having the hottest woman as your wife that makes someone happy. The truth is, it is the smaller things in life that add up to true happiness.
There are those days where I sit back and say "Dan, ol' chap, today was a bloody grand ol' day"
on those days i didn't
1) have sex
2) do drugs
3) buy something expensive
4) steal something expensive
5) win the lottery
6) get revenge
On those days I have done one of the following
1) slept a lot
2) taken a nice hour long shit
3) jumped through the sprinkler on a hot summer day
4) saw a rainbow
5) laughed a lot
6) danced in the rain
7) held hands with someone and skipped down the street
8) did not get beat up by niggerz
9) did not get gypped by spics who fix my hood with a mallet for 150 dollarz
10) ran away from cops
11) seeing the one you love
if you read this and still haven't figured out what i'm saying, which is not saying I am gay because I'm not, it's actually that you all gotta take the little things in life...like skipping down the street, not getting arrested, or dancing in the rain, i mean those are nothing compared to the BIG things like getting a car or winning the lottery, but they add up. What if one day, i slept a lot, took an hour long ddong, jumped through the sprinkler in the afternoon, danced in the rain a moment later, saw a rainbow, then my love comes by and we skip down the street holding hands, saw some niggers but didn't get mugged, and saw 70 spix in a pick up truck but didn't get conned, and ran away from the cops while still skipping and holding hands? now that would be the greatest day ever.
wut da fuk am i talkin about? fuck skipping around, hook me up with that winning ticket and Ferrari.
payce.