ErykahKayne

My Daily Bread
2006-12-15 00:49:32 (UTC)

i must admit...

heeeeeeeey!!! maayne i missed my lil diary. but i must
admit..i've been unfaithful. i've been MYSPACE'In when i
should've been with you. But that's over with now. So
let's catch up. Actually it's too damn much to catch up on
so i'll start with the present. Um, presently school is
starting bacc next month..which i will once more be apart
of. Um, i'm working at UPS until the end of the year. I
know..whatever happened to Works and LEntz right?
Right..well um, what had happened was..i havne't been
working there since the end of September. My freaking car
broke down and i couldn't get to work. i was so depressed
for about a month after that. i mean, when it rains it
pours right? i know..but the good thing is i didn't let it
get me down. It was a hard few months after that though. i
mean, i had no job, i had just moved into my house, and i
had BILLS! sooooo...me and Blaccie hit the blocc with a
vengeance. We took turns grinding it out(against babe's
wishes) and came up with the ends we needed to survive.
Everyday we was out there. and when the 1st's came around
i was out there ALL DAY. trying to get it. I still can't
believe that was me. i mean, i never thought in a million
years...i would be patted down..searched. i mean, i done
sold a couple saccs a'bomb in my day. u know? if i got
i'll sell it for the right price. i mean, shit...i always
knew i had a hustler's mentality...i know how to get
money. But um, the dope game is a whole different
story..it was really like a movie. at first it was
exciting..then it became addictive. and now all i see is
jail time when i think about it. aint' that crazy.
addicted to hustling? I remember one time i think it was
Chad told me he was addicted to selling cracc..and i was
like wtf? now i understand that shit. it's not the
cracc..it's the money. but mayne, it comes quicc and goes
just as fast. anyway, i been on that alot more than i
wanted to be. puttin my bidness all out and shit lol...so
yeah where was i? about a month ago it started getting
really cold and of course the punk ass land lord didn't
wanna fix shit. so i left everything except clothes and
shit and pz'ed out on his ass. Now i'm bacc at Mommy's..
the car is still raggedy as hell. i'm trying to wait til i
get my income tax so i can get it fixed. other than that,
everything is cool. i sometimes wanna go get me a double
up of some work when the money aint' right but i know
that's only because i don't like the struggle. without the
struggle there would be no finish though. and i gotta
finish, or i wouldn't be able to come in first. and i'm a
winner so i gotta do that. on that note, i'm out.




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