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With a spiked bat by Raekwon the Chef. I swear it seems like that's the only way to get through to him. Yea I was a teenager too, but he's not using his brain at all.
Firstly, he's a freshman when he should be a sophomore (he flunked eight grade once) and failing all of his classes as I type this. Claims that every single one of his teachers is out to get him. Well, if you would come home do your homework instead of yapping your gums on the phone and memorizing every Weezy lyric teacher wouldn't have a reason to be on your ass.
Why has he been walking around in flip flops since September? He'd rather wear some Air Farce 1s or some Air Gorton's than just buy a fresh pair of kicks for the money his dad gave him. What makes it worse is he gave the money to someone who's uncle is the "shoeman" a few weeks ago. Still no sneaks, fake or otherwise.
I don't understand what it is he's trying to accomplish. Is he trying to be the worlds oldest freshman? Hell flunking once would be enough for me to learn that education is important. It's painful to watch him slowly throw opportunities away. I pray that he's not doing this just to be down. I'm sure when he's not around they're shitting on him for wearing flip flops and it's damn near October.
I'm almost content to say fuck it and let him fall on his own, but I can't...
My Nephew Needs His Ass Beat
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Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Don't Don't Don't....
I'm alright with myself.
No I'm NOT alright with myself.
I'm alright with parts, but the rest I don't feel comfortable with. Nowhere near. I'm making moves to change those things, but maybe I'll feel this way no matter what I look like.
Maybe I need a consultant or something. Any volunteers?
On another note, some people should not have children:
Father says boy who shot self at Westfield Sportsman\'s Club had permission to use machine gun
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Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Rules of Engagement
One of the first things I'm quick to admit about myself is that I'm overly cautious. This tip toeing has bled into everything I do. Some aspects aren't affected as much, other parts this blemish can been seen clear as day. Dealing with women especially, but mostly in approaching them.
I'm going to let you in on a little secret, my brain is always busy (surprise!) but that's not a good thing in this case it doesn't allow room for instinct. I feel like fucking Robocop: All this analysis and dumb ass rules.
The ill thing about it is I really don't have any sort or reasoning for these rules. I use being polite and considerate as an excuse, but it's bullshit. I'm just a pussy lol.
I'm learning to walk all over again. After years of being out of the wilderness that is being single. Rehab is going to be painful, there will be frustration no doubt. In the end I will be better than before. Without fear, without silly ass rules and reasonings.
I've had this song on repeat for the past two weeks.
\"Sweeter than You by The Foreign Exchange\"
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Friday, October 24, 2008