Happy sad ghetto life
So in my last blog I asked for some ideas for a blog and I was given three. All by one person lol but rather than embelish in any one particular topic I will try to gracefully breeze through all three. I again will atempt to do so gracefully. Who knows where this will take me.
The happiest moment in my life? The happiest moment in my life has got to be the first time I saw David in person. Now some of you probably just rolled your eyes *himself included* but I think it's true. It was one of the happiest moments I can remember. I was at the train station and I walked by and I noticed him and I was like "Oh my god thats David....keep walking" and I did, and I was just about to hit the escalator when i was like "No....no go back....grow a set... go back and say hi." so I turned back around and walked up to him and said "Hi." he was about to take a bite of bread, gave it to his friend and told him to go get a token. We only had a few awkward sentences but I remember the walk home. I was so happy. I was walking up beat. I even remember the song I was listening to it was Fantasy by Mariah Carey. I had such a pip to my step that I got home in record time.
The saddest day of my life has to be the wake for Old Man Mike. Some of you who've been reading my blogs for YEARS know about him, others and newbies haven't the slightest clue. But Old Man Mike was a family friend that I was very close. He was one of those old men who was very verile and smart and didn't act old even though he was. He was so upbeat that you never question his mortality untill that one day when you're having a birthday party and the phone rings. And it's Mike's daugther calling to say that he passed away the night... yeah
Ghettos. Hmmm. Well ghetto lesbians are scary as fuck. I admit that freely. Even those bi ghetto bitches. They will just pull a knife on anyone. But on a serious note I think it's like any other group of people. You can tell right off the bed how this person is going to be. I know some ghetto people that are really nice and cool and don't intimidate me at all. Other times you just look at them and you know they are going to be trouble. By the way they wear their bright orange sweatpants just a little lower or their hat a little bit more to the left than a regular ghetto person. Then you get nervous and then you start touching your wallet every four seconds... yeah
What do I want to accomplish in life. I really just took a deep sigh and thought about it. I thin-- I'm sorry my keyboard is sticky and it's really distracting me. I'm looking at it closely and i dont see any smudges or sticky spots, I've tried purelling my hands, i'm seriously about to take off every key individually and wash it under running water--k that this is a hard question. What do I REALLY want to accomplish... not just the lie i've been spreading lol. Ok I'd like to accomplish four things in my life.
1.) I'd like to publish a book before I die. I wanna share my ideas or creations with the world. And take what's made all my friends and relatives happy for so many years and share it with the world for once.
2.) Go clothes shopping and buy things not because they fit but because I like them. Maybe something in a Large.
3.) To marry him. To grow old with him. To continue to make him smile when he's sad. Get him his perscriptions from CVS when he's sick. Fix the fuse when they blow out. Give him a coat when he's cold. Feed him when he's sick. Even let him hold the remote control. I'll do the dishes and everything.... I just wanna grow old with him.
4.) To be financially stable. To be able to buy things without looking at the price. Or worrying about what else needs to be paid by the end of the month. Not wealthy. Just stable. Happy. Fufilled