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| Aaaaaaaaah...it is so good to be back online. I haven't posted for awhile because my electricity was turned off for the past few weeks. Taking cold showers is overrated. IT SUCKED! I finally passed the GED exam after three tries...hooray! Now, if I can just score well on the stupid college entrance exams I will be set. I haven't figured out how I'm going to pay for college yet, but I'm determined to do it. Feel free to send me donations. Oh, I still like you Jennette...but, I don't think I like Nancy. She seems kind of bitchy. Anyway, I must admit dressing well makes me feel better. I haven't gotten the "L" to the forehead from a girl in several weeks. Thank you Jennette for the advice. I am still saving my pennies to get the mole removed from my nose. So watch out! You know you want me, you just don't know it yet. Mr. Flirty can't give you what I can. On a sad note, I got my ass kicked again by Russell. F!@# YOU, PRICK! He outweighs me by a 100 friggin pounds and thinks he's so tuff cause he can beat me. I'm proud of myself cause this was the first time I fought back. I almost got a punch in before he hit me. That is my goal for 04. I just want to see his face when I punch him in the nose. I have to admit he hits really hard. I couldn't see straight for two days. But big F'n whup knocking me out. I just wish I could kick his ass just once. In case you're wondering, Russell, I'm holding up an "L" in front of my forehead. Okay, I stole that from Jennette. She sent me an e-mail that said, "Just so you know...I'm holding up a "L" in front of my forehead." LOL..that sh!@ was funny Jennette after I stopped crying...THANKS! | | |
| Thank you all for the uplifting comments and inspiration. Some of you have attacked me for not at least having a GED...well, let me explain. When you are 6'3" and only weigh 152lbs, you get picked on alot. In fact, I left school because I was tired of getting my butt kicked everyday. That doesn't mean that I'm not smart. You should be able to tell from my writing that I'm not an idiot. Oh, and Jennette, I'm not a stalker! I haven't followed you anywhere! And, I'm not on welfare or living in a shelter. I deliver pizza, so what! I wear what I can afford. And my face is something I have to live with, jeez! I also didn't appreciate Nancita calling me a liar. You guys are so hateful. One more thing Jennette...when you saw the passion of Christ, did you learn anything? Jesus once said, "I will judge you based on how you treat the least among you..." Or something like that. How will your Jesus feel about the way you treated me?! Maybe your heaven is filled with beautiful people with perfect noses, but I don't think my heaven really cares about that stuff. You should remember that the next time you make fun of me...Oh, and I'm not scared of your brother either. I'm not saying he can't kick my butt, but so what...I've been beaten down by the best of them! Bring it on! Wait, tell Jeff I was just spouting bravado about that. I'm not a fighter, but I will break his hands with my face if I have to. Oh, and PS: I bought a new shirt today. | | |
| Sunday night I went to some place called Noche. There were babes everywhere, but none of them would talk to me. I met this one named Jennette that was really nice. I would love to be her friend. But, as women usually do, she made fun of my clothes and looks. It seems this world is very centered around looks and having the right job and clothes. I guess I could dress better, but delivering pizza doesn't give you a lot of cash. And where else can I work without having a GED? Sigh, such is life. It was kind of frustrating seeing someone you like and not being able to just talk with them. And I learned long ago that trying too hard can get you arrested. I hope she doesn't think I am a stalker or anything. I just thought she was nice and someone I could spend some time with. Oh, before I forget, I met this other girl, not as nice as Jennette, but we seemed to hit it off really well, at first. I learned that if a girl is kind of overweight you shouldn't make fat jokes. Man, she slapped me pretty hard. It was just a joke Sharon! See, we were getting ready to leave the party and I asked her if she wanted to get something to eat. I was surprised when she said no so I said I find that (her not being hungry) hard to believe. Pow! Anyway, when I got home those guys were standing out front again. I'm getting pretty good at running from them. They almost caught me, but I was able to get in my apartment before they caught up. Hahahahahahaha...suckers! Well, until next time. See ya...the loser. | | |
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