Boring-Ass Sunday
Today was a realy wierd day. I woke up realy early, like at 8 am and just cleaned my room and listened to music till about 2 pm. Then I took a shower and decided, out of boredom, to start walking from my house down towards Canoga Park. The wierd thing was that one woman I got a thing for was right behind me walking to her work. But I wasn't sure it was her till about a block away from her work and I had already started passing it. I realy didn't want to look like a fucking stalker or some bullshit so I didn't run over to talk to her. Then, not even a block after, I see the guy that my last ex cheated on me with that I almost beat the shit out of but his older sister's huge ass boyfriend came to fight me instead. I was cool with his sis's boyfriend after cuz he supposidly wanted to beat the shit outta the little fucker himself. But all I did was say hi. And then we walked separate ways. It feels better to have shit like that resolved and both share the mutual opinion that my ex is a bitch. It felt realy good to have that shit just resolve itself, instead of turning into conflict. So, anyway, after that I met an old school-chum and we kicked it and went to see my old homie from the band in his sober-living house and we chilled and smoked him out (ssshhhh!! dont tell anyone!!). Then we drove back and she dropped me off. And that was pretty much it. On the walk down there, I got to thinking of a lot of things. I was just thinking how shit might not be so great, but it is somewhat better than it used to be, and things could be worse. I'm just trying to be optimistic. If I dont get my shit together I am definately going to join the corps. Semper Fi!! OOrraah!