mini-blood
today i had a mini-thug ride his bike past me and tell me, and i quote: "nigga you best not be wearin red in yo back pocked" i inquired as to what rapper told him that, his response: "man nigga i should just f*** you up right now, dont be wearin red around man, sport the blue" im standing there smiling, because this 4'10" kid on a bike just told me he was gonna fight me because i had red in my back pocket. apparently i have unknowingly been drafted into an organization known as the "bloods" who are in some kind of conflict with another group. very interesting night.
in other news, i am more than likely going to be kicked out of pierce college. academic suspension and all. so that means i will either have to take more classes at steilacoom (highly unlikely) or get a job (more than likely). kinda sucks, because now credits are a precious commodity. im not entirely sure of my chances of walking, but i hope it works out. i dont think my parents could handle that kind of failure on my part.
so i dont get to go to my prom. ive been whining about it for a while, but it turns out that prom lies on a day that i will be across the pacific in the far off land known as china. so no more whining, but i still think im gonna be missing out, so im trying to get in touch with folks from other schools who have it in their hearts to hook me up with a prom date from their school. (preferably shorter than me, hint hint) but if that doesnt work out, i highly doubt 20 years from now im going to care a whole lot about how nonexistant my prom was.
um i went to the doctor today for a physical. scared the bajeezuz outa me. the needles did that is. i had to get blood drawn for a test and i almost hyperventilated and passed out. the lady drawing the blood practically had to pry my fingers off the chair i was sitting in, i was gripping it so tight. i dont know why im scared of needles, they dont hurt. i think im afraid that theyll break off and get stuck under my skin, or get sucked into my bloodstream and pierce some vital organ. anyway i hate needles and they scare the piss outa me.
well there really isnt a whole lot more i can say. my life doesnt have anything going on that is important or interesting enough to be stated in a journal that people who might have a shred of interest might read. so for more boring stories or disturbing anecdotes, call me up and ill be happy to relay...
in other news, i am more than likely going to be kicked out of pierce college. academic suspension and all. so that means i will either have to take more classes at steilacoom (highly unlikely) or get a job (more than likely). kinda sucks, because now credits are a precious commodity. im not entirely sure of my chances of walking, but i hope it works out. i dont think my parents could handle that kind of failure on my part.
so i dont get to go to my prom. ive been whining about it for a while, but it turns out that prom lies on a day that i will be across the pacific in the far off land known as china. so no more whining, but i still think im gonna be missing out, so im trying to get in touch with folks from other schools who have it in their hearts to hook me up with a prom date from their school. (preferably shorter than me, hint hint) but if that doesnt work out, i highly doubt 20 years from now im going to care a whole lot about how nonexistant my prom was.
um i went to the doctor today for a physical. scared the bajeezuz outa me. the needles did that is. i had to get blood drawn for a test and i almost hyperventilated and passed out. the lady drawing the blood practically had to pry my fingers off the chair i was sitting in, i was gripping it so tight. i dont know why im scared of needles, they dont hurt. i think im afraid that theyll break off and get stuck under my skin, or get sucked into my bloodstream and pierce some vital organ. anyway i hate needles and they scare the piss outa me.
well there really isnt a whole lot more i can say. my life doesnt have anything going on that is important or interesting enough to be stated in a journal that people who might have a shred of interest might read. so for more boring stories or disturbing anecdotes, call me up and ill be happy to relay...