i need to know the exact dates that i'm going to New York, I just had a nice sum of money fall in my lap and i want to make sure that my job doesn't conflict date-wise, nik, latish anybody who knows, hit me upstyle with that news
The boy thought he was different from all the others. He wasn’t as smart as most of the kids. He wasn’t as athletic as most of the kids. He was, to put it mildly, mediocre. But he didn’t let this stop him from dreaming. He hated to lose. He found ways to compensate for his weaknesses. To compensate for his less than stellar intelligence, he planned events out to the smallest detail. He wanted to impress someone. So he cheated. He performed incredibly, but only he knew his secret. Someone, who knew the boy better than he thought, but not as well as they thought, treasured the memory of this excellence. He found a thrill in beating the system and getting away with it, in gambling with ever-heightening stakes. This came to define him. He maintained as much as possible the outward façade to others of the churchgoing rebel. He was a good kid, he messed up sometimes, but inside, he was warring with God for the throne of his heart. His conscience, ingrained into him, always warred with his desire to win. He built an existence out of lies, always rushing to stay one step ahead of the truth. Once he felt he was safely out reach of the last stretch of the truth, he listened to his conscience for a time, and tried to convince himself that he was done with it, he was out of the game, he was a changed man. But there was always a bigger gamble. He went from harmless lies to vicious ones, struggling to beat not just the system, but also the people assisting the system. There are two possible endings to this story. In the first, and only humanly possible one, the boy, now a man, continues the cycle to his dying breath, blaming the times he got caught on his mistakes in execution, not principle. In the second, God changes his heart, and he confesses his sins to God and to those he has wronged. I pray for my friend that the second ending completes the story. With God all things are possible. oh crap I'm on the wrong journal
oh crap I'm on the wrong journal
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