For me, its just another day.
I'm trying to get out this funk that I feel right now. My life is... how can I put it... a hot ghetto mess. Don't get me wrong, I am truly grateful for what I have- a job, a healthy son, a roof over my head and food on my table. I am taking a walk out on faith with my company. Already I am met with resistance. People are already telling me that I am going to fail, and the ones that I thought would be my rock is becoming quicksand. However I will press on. I have a deadline of April 18, 2011 to make it happen.
As for love, (in my Nino Brown voice) f**k that n****r! Thanks to cupid's stupid ass, he shot me and not the other person. If anybody see that little fucker, tell him that he needs to stay with Jimmy Hoffa or else he will be another missing person on a milk carton. (I was trying to keep it PG, but its hard when you are frustrated).
On a more ligher note, in 1 week I will be on the beaches of Jamaica sipping on a really strong fruity drink trying to be like Stella and get my groove back.
Smooches!!
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