| Hey Iris. I miss you so much. If you're reading this...
What I would do to get you back.
Wo ai ni,
Snowpuff. |
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| Working my ass off. At the restaurant five days a week, the other 2 days off or before a restaurant shift starts, at the office.
I want to make somethin outta myself.
To prove to everyone back in the old school, yo fuck you, I was destined to make it and always was gonna.
Another part of it is to prove to myself, that I was worth believing in.
Be a slave for the next 3 years, yet hopefully make bank and implicitly give everyone else the middle finger.
Matter of fact, FUCK YOU.
For all those who told me what I can OR CANNOT do...
Just wait til I'm hustlin'.
Muhfuckers, all this hard work will have paid off. |
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| It's done.
Words can't begin to express...
it just can't. |
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| I suppose, me making efforts to get back into working out and wanting to sincerely, really, eventually quit drinking as a consequential result, is my way of finally saying,
good-bye.
I knew I was an alcoholic, but it's gotten to where I can't even go more than 24 hrs without a drink.
No matter how you look at it, you did me wrong. I was homeless for four days.
And no, I still don't regret it and am fuckin proud that I went thug life about it.
That shit took balls.
Now, I can finally move on.
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Updates on me-
School- Got Business 497A, and I'm officially an alumni of CSUN with a BA in Finance.
Work- Two jobs. Picked up another one at Tomo.
Personal goals- I'm at where I, more or less, should be. However, as it is for any and everyone, I could always be better.
Love life- One word. Awesome.
I'm trying to get back into productivity mode and enjoy each day that I wake up to.
And so far,
I'm doing a great job.
I'm content, for the time being, and at least for the next 6 months.
Then, maybe I'll look for an internship but 'til then, until I meet a particular goal (concerning my mother), I can't do it right now.
But I am content. And I haven't been, in a good minute.
About time.
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