my nickname is lee. The color of my room is random but i would like it to be brown, orange and purple Rowdy loud "cussing all over the place" black people.. makes me mad.. especially at the train station.. c'mon ppl we need to do better. My mother, friends, boyfriend, smiles,all make me happy. and the list goes on and on.in my spare time i like to relax and do something.. anything that takes my mind away from whats going on around me. I havent been to church in a month and before that i havent been in a year.
my major is Chemical engineering and chemistry ive been in school since 2000 and ill be done in may 2007. that makes me feel stupid but im really just slow. i have best freinds, good friends, friends and ppl i say hello to.I work in a department store telling people what bra size they are... most of the time they dont believe me but hey.
Today i want olive garden tommrow who knows.. yesterday i wanted fish and i got it. I feel sorry for people who life their lives for money ( money hungry) and if i can tell them anything i would say "I am sorry for you.. you just dont realise that when you die u cant take that money with u"
Life is like a box of chocolates.. just when u think uve thrown away all the nasty ones you bite into some shit.
I am who i am .. dont try to figure me out. my personality is pretty constant if you dont know me but to ppl who are closest to me know i am kinda crazy.
Just because im nice to you dont mean i want to holla... im just being nice
i have a boyfriend. weve been together for just about 3 years.i am not good with dates so i dont know ezactly when we got together.
if i could go in the past i would go to eve and smack the fruit out of her hand. if i could go in the future i would go to the day of judgement and see if i go to heaven or not (so i can go back and correct some mistakes!)
i have a friend who doesnt care about people but cares alot about his money, a friend who thinks he is hot stuff but really looks busted, a friend who is messy and negative all the time, a friend who needs a man to survive
I also have friends who have great realtionships with God, who doesnt judge, lifes life free, talentes, smart...
i am taking a class this semester that i am scared i might fail.. of coures i cant because i need to graduate
i have great hair
thats all about me
Thursday, August 31, 2006
Monday, August 28, 2006
My brother joe
Joe is the 3rd oldest brother in my family. when i was born he was 4 and id like to think God sent me in his life to stop all the madness he was going to do in the future... there is something about a little sister that makes a brother rethink his actions and act right.. after all i was looking up to him.. he was the only one that could defend me when we at school.
I remeber one time i had a dollar in my mouth( for some strange reason) and some bully stole it and ran down the street. so im standing outside crying (my cry was as loud as a siren and otherwise used as a signal for joe to come running and beat down anyone who was messing with me) when he finally figured out why i was crying he shot off through the crowded street and beat down the guy victorusly (sp?) saved my dollar. he wasked me him everyday after school and even though he made fun of me and beat me up sometimes he would defend me at the drop of a hat.
I could tell joe was proud of me.. mostly because all his friends knew and respected me. but because everyone knew what i was doing.. everytime i would come home ppl on the street would come up to me and ask how was my classes and did i meet anyone famous in atlanta. everyone knoew me as "lil joe" on the streets and i didnt mind because it was either that or they jack up my name so bad i wouldnt answer.
Joe graduated for highschool and didnt go to college but for one semester... i dont know if he feels bad about it but college isnt for everyone. just like i told my father... college is for people like me who dont know what they want to do. thats why libreal arts colleges teach you a lil bit of everyhting.. anyways joe is a genious at math. i thnk he should do something like finance or accounting or stock market or somethign like that ....
oh well thats joe...
I remeber one time i had a dollar in my mouth( for some strange reason) and some bully stole it and ran down the street. so im standing outside crying (my cry was as loud as a siren and otherwise used as a signal for joe to come running and beat down anyone who was messing with me) when he finally figured out why i was crying he shot off through the crowded street and beat down the guy victorusly (sp?) saved my dollar. he wasked me him everyday after school and even though he made fun of me and beat me up sometimes he would defend me at the drop of a hat.
I could tell joe was proud of me.. mostly because all his friends knew and respected me. but because everyone knew what i was doing.. everytime i would come home ppl on the street would come up to me and ask how was my classes and did i meet anyone famous in atlanta. everyone knoew me as "lil joe" on the streets and i didnt mind because it was either that or they jack up my name so bad i wouldnt answer.
Joe graduated for highschool and didnt go to college but for one semester... i dont know if he feels bad about it but college isnt for everyone. just like i told my father... college is for people like me who dont know what they want to do. thats why libreal arts colleges teach you a lil bit of everyhting.. anyways joe is a genious at math. i thnk he should do something like finance or accounting or stock market or somethign like that ....
oh well thats joe...
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