feelin pretty good...

relieved actually..
God made a way..
billz are paid
broke, but with a LIL cash in my pocket..
got a bangin ass new cam. my first legit one to be exact.
it'll basically be used for taking pics of my shoes, out and about shots
of bmore(which im considering of basing a blog around as well..)
my bud in denver is getting settled. i feel a lil bad for her.
i know how difficult it is starting out in a city where NOW ONE knows ur name(no cheers-o..lol)
i mean and couple that with the fact that shes ONLY 22, and overwheliming is the only word that comes to mind. but if anyone can do it, im sure she can. she has the personality to draw folks to her so she'll be good soon enuff. its so cool seeing post-teen folks begin to find their way and discover themselves.. i feel like i really had no one to advise me and guide me thru that so i try to help and give my advice based off my OWN experiences the best i can..

i feel like im FINALLY in MY element. i always saw myself a city dweller at heart while growing up in PG. Dive bars, ethnic festivals, crack addicted tranny streetwalkers have ALWAYS been more my speed than the faux ebony suburbia that temple hills is.. im meeting people that share my ideologies, values, and interests.. sumthing that i never thought id be able to do years ago. assimilation is a dangerous thing.

lately tho, time has been the ONE comodity that i seem to not have enuff of at all.. seems like im workin ALL the dang time. and by teh tiem i DO get home, im really too tired to invest my mind into anything creative(ie-shoes!) so its imperative that i find a way to exercise my minds eye and stop eyeing this cash so damn much. being around all these artsy fartsies at jo squared dont help at all either...

Limbo sucks..

really want this house..
cant get house till i pay a couple more debts..
then i cant believe i let that cell bill get so damn hi..
reason #4080 i DO NOT NEED TO BE IN NO RELATIONSHIP!
cant have ANY NEW derogatory shit on my credit..
im soo scared the affordable spots in areas i wanna be in will be gone by the time im really ready.
HATE my fuckin job.
stupid menial work.
nasty ass, oddly mannish funky ass boss.
its a blower to com in this bitch daily..
catch 22 is:
if i leave and start some where anew that could have an affect on my home loan app.
living pay to pay cuz of this hi ass rent aint no fun neither.
i luv the place but it aint worth all this. just sooo tired of feeling like, "ina month or two"
fuck gettin ahead, i just wanna catch up..

Taney.. NOT THURGOOD, TANEY!

Man i swear some of my best years and times was easily my tenure @Roger B. Taney in Temple Hills, MD. Everything from my first real girlfriend, Alyson Barnes who i used to meet up with during 6th period Science with Mr. Guinn to slob down in the hallway..lol
To running the hallways on B teams' floor playing a gang tag w/ tim, antonio, lorne and a couple more fools. Memorizing the 50 presidents.. baking cookies in home ec.. making CO2 cars in Woodshop.. memorizing the elements table for Mrs. Mathis class and her getting beat up my james.. Ms. Doss in Flex Spanish.. the denim trench coat w/ the graffiti on it.. canvas reeboks.. green suede reebok classics.. dances at 4th period.. Mr. Watsons' speeches about how to conduct urself as a BLACK MAN!... his bud Mr. Nelson with the 70's suits and muttonchops sideburns.. Mrs. Monks' crazy curves.. Alstons crazy brown hair... Watching Hellen Keller in Ms. Greenes' second period... Watching those lil mini-movies about budgeting and money in Mr. Ragsdales' class... and this..