That's me. I mean I know that I've been given special gifts, just don't know what to do with them.
Saw chao on the bus, and she touched me and then she smiled at me as she went on her way home. That girl is getting on my last nerve. I wish she'd stop being so flirty because I don't want to go thinking I can get a girl like her, she's perfect, like a model. I don't understand what she wants me to think about her behavior, but I guess she gets a thrill from leading a guy like me on... or something. Gosh I'd hit that so hard if I had a chance.
Been looking at the news and stuff. Things are horrible in the world as usual. I'm currently on track to definitely owning that condo and having a secure full time gov job at tsa that will sustain me for long term and I can finally be my own man.
Now should I feel guilty for wanting to enjoy my life and be a swinging bachelor or should I be out there working in soup kitchens and helping the homeless or something...
Shit, I'll tell you this. I've helped a lot of people who I could have just passed by, but I decided to do the right thing.
Moreover I've busted my ass to get where I am. Getting my HS diploma nearly killed me. I clawed and scrapped my way through the hellish world of baggage handling, which is probably WORSE than going into a warzone in iraq. I'll gladly join the military again vs working as a baggage handler. Wow get paid to exercise and basically do nothing but stand around looking intimidating. How hard.
So I've paid my price. I've taken a beating. And now I'm sitting on buckets of cash because of it. It's a gift from GOD.
Saturday, April 7, 2012
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