Four Corners Part 2

My room is a box. There’s no air vents so I have to use an electric heater to heat my room up during the winter months. I just cut it off so I can let the cold air take over my room.

Once again I am in the middle of my room sitting down with my tablet in one hand and a plate of Vienna sausages in the other. I’ve been stuck in the house all day doing nothing productive but sitting in my room browsing the internet, Trying to make friends. My dad came home earlier and yelled at me about not figuring out how to open some damn word file. He’s been doing this for a month now. I’ve grown tired of it, contemplating on moving out and dealing with room mates. But the free room and manuel labor with my dads business  is what keeps me here.

My dad went on a rant earlier about how he doesn’t know who me and my sister are. Claiming we are just reincarnations of past people. I believe him. He had me Google a book that he heard on the radio thats about children who have memories of past lives. It got me really thinking about who I really am and who the person I was before this life. I know for sure that I am reincarnated. I’m hoping that once I find out who I used to be then I can finally get the answers to why I love to skateboard so much and why I’m the person I am today.

Other than me wondering who I really am, I paid half of my school debt. Apparently I owe those bitches 800 something. I only paid half and plan to call and make sure the other half isn’t a mistake. God I hate college.

I’m Keeping It Real!

Whoa! Here we are once again. The month that gets cold in certain states and snow falls. Plus the fat guy in the red suit comes down your chimney and supposedly leaves you some presents. We all know its our parents. I’m not gonna lie to my kids about Santa, whats the point? I’d hate to be the parent who has to tell there kid at the age of 10 that there isn’t no Santa Claus like for real. I know there are some people out there who are with me. Telling yo kids a lie, this ain’t no little lie…this a BIG lie. Yo kid be sitting there crying for 3 hours about how there isn’t no Santa Claus, plus we in the age of “Technology is The Future” meaning yo kid who is 10 years old got a facebook. He/She all over facebook telling his/her friends there ain’t no Santa Claus. Guess who all the parents gonna look at for ruining there children’s happiness on Christmas Eve, yeah they gonna be looking at yo stupid ass for telling. “But we gotta tell our kids sooner or later”. Maybe if you didn’t tell them in the first place that there isn’t no Santa Claus and that we get the presents that make you piss your pants in the morning because of extreme amounts of joy! When I get some kids I’m gonna keep it real with them all the way. “Look thats a bear, when their little there all nice cute and cuddly, when they get older there vicious and deadly. They will maul you to death if they catch you in the forest by yo self”. I’m just gonna keep it real with them. “Boy you better not touch that spider, you touch it its gonna bite you and kill you”. Simple as that, he gets scared and stays away. see how easy that was? Y’all wanna be all oh I’m not gonna tell my baby that. WELL I AM! I know this is sort but this was just on my mind. You people have a nice day, I’m finna go sip on my egg nogg and go watch my skate videos.  Comment!