OK so here is where my story begins. Theres this little annoying fat kid who lives around the block from me. Nobody likes him. I already know what your thinking, we should be nice to this boy. How about you live by him and see what its like to have a kid walk up to you who smells like he hasn’t bathed in days and ask you silly questions. Yeah, I thought so.
But any ways I was out side helping my dad when the kid walks down the street yelling at someone asking if he could hop the fence. He was coming home from school so he had a big coat on and his back pack dragging behind him. I continue what I was doing until I hear the fence violently shaking like a dog was trying to get out or something. I look over to see the fat kid on top of the fence slowly making his way over. I yell out “Don’t fall!” and what does he do… fall, at least he fell over the fence, lol. He gets up and picks up all of his crap and throws it into his yard then prepares to hop the fence into his yard. Here is when the funny part starts. I was in my dads garage looking at him struggling to hop the fence. I started to chuckle a bit. I then started knocking on the window which must have startled him because he was hanging on the side of the fence trying desperately to get his leg over the bar. He then got of the side of the fence and turned around with a look of confusion on his face. He was looking all around to see who had knocked on the window, meaning he must have noticed me. He turns back around forgetting it all and once a gain tries to climb over the fence. After 2 more failures he gets a running start to hop the fence. I was in my dads garage laughing the whole time, it was just so funny!
After he gets him self over I start to knock on the window again which caught his attention again. He turned around and yelled out “PEEKABOO!” LMAO!!! I tried to hold my laugh it but it was hard. He was still turned around looking and yelling out “PEEKABOO!” when I slowly opened my the window and yelled out “I SEE YOU!” I wasn’t too sure what the expression on his face was because I was trying to conceal my face against the garage wall. I heard some movement so I looked to see him walking up his back yard and close the gate. That 10 minutes made my day. It was HILARIOUS!!!
What is the point of spam. Its kind of dumb when you just go around posting random crap to websites, groups and what ever type of website there is that you can post something to. Like people set up computer programs to just go out there and spam websites about nothing. It be some stupid stuff to. For example, my blog. I always get these weird computer spams. Stuff talking about computers and crap like that. I guess they didn’t know that I check my comments before approval and that I have this Akismet thing set up on my blog so I’m protected. But yet they come and try to spam my blog. DAMMIT QUIT! I don’t care about your crap your trying to tell me or sale me. Just leave me alone! I realize this is such a short post and it kinda seems like all of my post that I have been making are getting shorter. No need to trip I got some drafts set up for some real stuff on the way. Crazy stories and other stuff that you’ll enjoy. For example, the fat kid trying to hop the fence. I think I may post that today, haha.
17 Years ago a boy was born. A boy born into a torn and cruel world. A boy born into a world full of money and greed. A boy born into a simple life that will soon have him making difficult chocies. Choices that will effect his life in good ways and in bad. This boy grew up tall and handsom, quiet but talkative, fast but still slow. There were the good things about this boy and then the bad things. Yet this boy is a growing boy with a bright but blurry future. The future depends on him. He can either do this, or he can either do that but it all depends on him. Right now this may seem like this boy is all alone in the world with no help and no one to look upon to for help. All of the people he can try to go to will just lead him down the wrong path. But then there are the people who accept him, accept him for who he really is. This boy is me.
Some people in life are just obstacles that want you to fail or want you to follow them in there direction. I have my own path and I plan on to succeed at it. I’m not going to sit back and talk about what could have happened, I’m going to make it happen whether you like it or not. They say my dad talks crazy but everything he has told me he has backed up with all the proof he can show or have me read. As of right now the society is against what I do. Skateboarding is my thing and I’m following the saying, “Skate Or Die”. It may sound stupid to you but if you were a skateboarder you would feel the same way about it. People just don’t understand skaters and wish we can stop skating and pretty our selves up, thats not going to happen. You gotta be smoking an ounce of weed to tell me something like that.
Another thing that gets me is that everyone in my family thinks my dad is a fool but there wrong. They think he is talking crazy. My dad is an entrepreneur and has 2 businesses. One is kitchen Exhaust cleaning and the other one which he is about to start up is in carpet cleaning. He is the only person in my life who I have seen go out and make his own money from his very own business while everyone else is sitting at home waiting on a check from there job.
I hate it when my cousin tries to talk to me about how I should get a job, I think I should but that basically means I might have to stop skateboarding. Once I start working my life will be gone. I’ll wake up, go to work and come home tired and want to rest. Plus I’m in school so if I get a job I’ll have to go to school, come home and go to work, once I get back It’ll be late and I’ll have to do my home work and go to bed. No fuck that. I’ve come this far in skateboarding now people want me to quit!? No, I’m going to keep pushing till’ I can’t no more. To some people right now I sound crazy but like I said above if you were a skateboarder you would think the same way.