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these fuckers never listen, i say i dont wanna talk about somethin and they press me for details, i say dont cook more food cause i aint gunna eat it and they do. i dont wanna watch the movie but they make me. i duno. these fucks are makin me fat and lazy. i guess they feel bad cause i work with blacks like a black so... i been workin alot tryin to keep my mind off all the shit thats gone crazy in my life. well actually, life just gotten uncrazy, and im not used to it this way. dont know how to act. tomorrow i call my probation officer to se if i have to go back to texas or not. i dunno. i want so bad for the calm here but i also want to be with my baby in texas. tells me i should worry about me, and i think thats the best advice hes ever given me. hes right, i shoukd be my number one, but i see him as completely equal to me. i dunno, maybe im hopeless...