I wonder sometimes, if I really am a strong person inside. I think I am but, then I look around and see other people I once had thought were strong and turns out, not so much. But, I need not question myself. This nigga knows for a fact, deep inside, I know it fo sho.
My two speeding tickets fucking suck, I'm basically working just to pay that shit off. School is going alright, some girl in my class had a "train" ran on her. Yes, I mean "sex" train. Weird. Anywho, I can't wait to fucking get out of school. First I'll take a break for a month or so, enroll in some guitar class somewhere, and then get me a second job. Misty thinks we won't see eachother but, we will. I know it, it's just this nigga is thinking about the future, this nigga's got ambition and determination. More so than anyone could ever imagine.
I really need to get on that fucking tattoo thing. I really want one, I know what I want, I just don't know what I want it too look like..... scratch that, I just can't explain well enough and since I can't draw, It's hard to extract it from my mind. It's basically love written in spanish (that would be amor) and just fucking decorated but, that's what I can't explain too well. I don't want roses and shit like that, I want..... fucking.... I don't know, shit and stuff. whatever, I'll figure it out soon enough.
Misty's birthday is coming soon, I need to get on that shit because, I'm going to buy her the most amazing fucking present e v e r! NOt sure what's it going to be but, it'll be fucking whoa! I want to just skate around places. Like, instead of walking, I skate. And since I suck at doing tricks and shit I figure, skating around is the next best bet, plus it's really relaxing and fun to look at places you've never seen before
I want to play the guitar like I was the fucking king of that shit, I feel so left out, everyone has a talent. All I can say is I work hard...... that ain't right.