Ah, crazy mornings. Woke up freezing today, it was like 50 outside and we still had the air on. Family is running around. I forgot how little kids can be so hyper. Not sure what the plans are for today, don't feel like doing much, probably end up thinking too much. That's what happens when I don't have anything to do, good thing I'm in a decent mood so it will probably be stupid happy thoughts. Maybe I'll end up like last night drinking and watching horrible movies on my aunt's fancy cable.
Soon, I believe a fight will occur. Not a fistfight but the other kind. Not looking forward to this one at all, but it's going to happen soon. The past year has just been little fights over the same thing and it's probably going to come to a head soon. My ideas don't mesh well into their view of the world and life evidently, and their view has affected me way too much. An explosive combo I guess.
The last view days have been full of talking. I've talked a majority of my great friends accross the country. From Tulane and from home. They have helped me figure a lot out and returned the confidence I should have in myself, so thanks.
"Full grown, finally a man, just scheamin on ways to put some green inside the palms of my empty hands
Just picture me rollin, Flossin a Benz on rims that isn't stolen
My dreams is censored, my hopes are gone
I'm like a fiend that finally sees when all the dope is gone
My nerves is wrecked, heart beatin and my hand is swollen
thinkin of the G's I'll be holdin,
picture me rollin"
Thanks 2pac, you know how to describe my life perfectly.