Eh, why hasn't God turned me into a bird yet?
I want to blog, but then again I don't. There's so much on my mind and it's things that I don't think you should know. I mean, I do deserve to keep certain thoughts to myself and not share them so blatantly in a blog, right? When I say what's on my mind, it always feels like I'm complaining.
Hey, Shanell. Congrats. I'm proud of you. Lol, graduating is a such a big thing. I mean, yo -that's the high light of your life. As a matter of fact, congrats to everyone who's graduating or has graduated this year. College, or high school. I'm proud of all of you. You deserve everything that comes to you this graduation season. Enjoy yourselves, word. Is it a celebration, bitches? Yes it is.
Fuck. I'm stressed. You know how people say shit like 'keep your head up, other people are worse off'. You know what? I honestly don't give a flying fuck. I don't know your struggles, so I can't relate or feel. If this is my rock bottom, how could I fathom thinking of a place lower? It's things that you can't conceive if you haven't been there. I haven't been lower, so don't tell me to look lower. That sounds so inconsiderate, but like if you've never seen the color blue, how can someone tell you to look for a blue car? I hope that makes sense, because it sounded so right in my head.
Anyway, I washed my Blazer today. I think I'm going to start driving this because that Suburban is killing me on the gas tip. The Suburban is pretty and shit. You know? All done up and great. I mean, my Blazer is all stock except the inside. I put new tires on it too, but the outside and everything is pretty much how I bought it. I can start working on it. I'm going to get it painted black so I can match my other truck, lol. Here, let me who you a picture I took of it today.
Lol, camera phone - yes. Don't hate. Anyway, moving on. I apologize that my blogs have been so depressing and such. Lol, I know y'all are used to stand up comedy night on my blog. You want a joke? Too fucking bad! Nigga, life is hard! I ain't got time for jokes. Okay, laugh. That was a joke. You laughed? Okay, better had.
I feel like I'm rambling.
Like I forced myself to write the rest of this blog.
Goodbye.
I want to blog, but then again I don't. There's so much on my mind and it's things that I don't think you should know. I mean, I do deserve to keep certain thoughts to myself and not share them so blatantly in a blog, right? When I say what's on my mind, it always feels like I'm complaining.
Hey, Shanell. Congrats. I'm proud of you. Lol, graduating is a such a big thing. I mean, yo -that's the high light of your life. As a matter of fact, congrats to everyone who's graduating or has graduated this year. College, or high school. I'm proud of all of you. You deserve everything that comes to you this graduation season. Enjoy yourselves, word. Is it a celebration, bitches? Yes it is.
Fuck. I'm stressed. You know how people say shit like 'keep your head up, other people are worse off'. You know what? I honestly don't give a flying fuck. I don't know your struggles, so I can't relate or feel. If this is my rock bottom, how could I fathom thinking of a place lower? It's things that you can't conceive if you haven't been there. I haven't been lower, so don't tell me to look lower. That sounds so inconsiderate, but like if you've never seen the color blue, how can someone tell you to look for a blue car? I hope that makes sense, because it sounded so right in my head.
Anyway, I washed my Blazer today. I think I'm going to start driving this because that Suburban is killing me on the gas tip. The Suburban is pretty and shit. You know? All done up and great. I mean, my Blazer is all stock except the inside. I put new tires on it too, but the outside and everything is pretty much how I bought it. I can start working on it. I'm going to get it painted black so I can match my other truck, lol. Here, let me who you a picture I took of it today.
Lol, camera phone - yes. Don't hate. Anyway, moving on. I apologize that my blogs have been so depressing and such. Lol, I know y'all are used to stand up comedy night on my blog. You want a joke? Too fucking bad! Nigga, life is hard! I ain't got time for jokes. Okay, laugh. That was a joke. You laughed? Okay, better had.
I feel like I'm rambling.
Like I forced myself to write the rest of this blog.
Goodbye.
1 comment:
I ramble so much.
Ehh.
I like your layout a lot Jamesy.
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