I Luv It... Really
I haven't posted in a while so I'm going to hit a few topics but allow me to drop this thought first:
One this date, its been three years since I buried my mom and thirteen years since my brother passed. Also its my uncles birthday who also passed away as the same year as my mom. How weird that many events that have played a factor in my life circles around this date. Weird as this might sound, could this be my death day? Is there a reason these events happened on this date?
Now on to some other chatter. I am fuckin broke. I'm a broke ass college student with a criminal record (felony to be excact). With that shit, its hard for me to get a job. I won't be able to get it f my recorded for at least a year. How fuckin lame is this? I'm not a bad guy. I just got caught up in some foolishness. Its not like I'm out here robbing, killing, or selling dope. But nooooo, its bad enough people don't look past the skin color but now this shit is making it worst.
This past Saturday, I attended a cousins (related through marriage) funeral. Believe me when I say that this was the ghettoest (if this is even a word but you get the point) funeral I've ever been too. One side of the family fighting the other side of the family. Baby mommas fighting each other. Hood fellas fighting the pastor.. I mean it was some Jerry Springer mixed with some wwe and a block party type shit. And what I mean when I say fighting I mean physical! It was sad.
School is going swell therefore I can't complain. I'm just wishing that the environment was similar to my high school or the previous university I attended. These fuck heads think that school is a fashion show. Everyday people come to school as if they were modeling for a cover of a magazine. Its so sad, its funny.
Ahh, lets not for get my substance abuse. I haven't had a drink in three weeks nor smoked anything since October 12th of this year. But the other night I fucked up by popping a half of a methadone. For yall who don't know what it is, its a synthetic drug made for dope addicts to help them kick the habit but instead of kicking the habit, they get addicted to this shit. Man, that shit had fucked me for 36 hours straight. That's something I don't ever want to feel again. Believe me, I will not be trying that shit any more.
I’m done.
One this date, its been three years since I buried my mom and thirteen years since my brother passed. Also its my uncles birthday who also passed away as the same year as my mom. How weird that many events that have played a factor in my life circles around this date. Weird as this might sound, could this be my death day? Is there a reason these events happened on this date?
Now on to some other chatter. I am fuckin broke. I'm a broke ass college student with a criminal record (felony to be excact). With that shit, its hard for me to get a job. I won't be able to get it f my recorded for at least a year. How fuckin lame is this? I'm not a bad guy. I just got caught up in some foolishness. Its not like I'm out here robbing, killing, or selling dope. But nooooo, its bad enough people don't look past the skin color but now this shit is making it worst.
This past Saturday, I attended a cousins (related through marriage) funeral. Believe me when I say that this was the ghettoest (if this is even a word but you get the point) funeral I've ever been too. One side of the family fighting the other side of the family. Baby mommas fighting each other. Hood fellas fighting the pastor.. I mean it was some Jerry Springer mixed with some wwe and a block party type shit. And what I mean when I say fighting I mean physical! It was sad.
School is going swell therefore I can't complain. I'm just wishing that the environment was similar to my high school or the previous university I attended. These fuck heads think that school is a fashion show. Everyday people come to school as if they were modeling for a cover of a magazine. Its so sad, its funny.
Ahh, lets not for get my substance abuse. I haven't had a drink in three weeks nor smoked anything since October 12th of this year. But the other night I fucked up by popping a half of a methadone. For yall who don't know what it is, its a synthetic drug made for dope addicts to help them kick the habit but instead of kicking the habit, they get addicted to this shit. Man, that shit had fucked me for 36 hours straight. That's something I don't ever want to feel again. Believe me, I will not be trying that shit any more.
I’m done.