Ummm...sooo....im at werk rite now. Very bored. I work at a swap meet in hunington beach and its cool sometimes but other times its slow, like rite now. So i'll write.
The other nite was kinda crazy. Me and mikey witnessed some crazy shit with our friends. Save you the time, some infidelity between some friends and girlfriends went on and one dude wanted to kill some other dude. We were practiceing and our friend johnny comes over and takes a brick from our backyard and leaves. His lady jeni tells us thats he's gunna smash a car of the guy he's mad at.
Me and mike roll out to the house (Its a house in santa fe springs. Drama literally knocks on the door every night.) So we get out there ad the two dudes are squared off and like yelling all crazy. Mike and i are there in case there is a fight. Not to break it up, but to laugh and take pictures for everyone who wasnt there.
They kiss and make up and dadaadadada. Here's the moral. Personally, i make judgements of people based upon what i view, not other people's perceptions. I keep most of these judgements inside my head and throughout the time i know these people, my view of them changes and fluxuates (sp?) and i learn to interact on a more comfortable level. When these two guys, who i had judged on being to lame to even hold a conversation together dealing with this matter, began to speak and understand each other, it amazed me. Something hit me, life is fucking cool. It is so rad that no matter how upset one guy is and how utterley sad the other guy is, they dropped being so fucking tuff for a second and realized that they both fucked up and owned up to that shit. Amazing. I thought these two guys were little boys in a grown up world, but i realized that its really me whos the little boy and i dont know the first thing about life other than that its rad and people are fucking really cool when giving the chance to truely express how they feel.
Other than that im broke and in 15,000 dollars in debt because of this
<img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/Thislovemachine/van.jpg">
We'll finally get to see what North Dakota looks like at three in the morning...
matt
The other nite was kinda crazy. Me and mikey witnessed some crazy shit with our friends. Save you the time, some infidelity between some friends and girlfriends went on and one dude wanted to kill some other dude. We were practiceing and our friend johnny comes over and takes a brick from our backyard and leaves. His lady jeni tells us thats he's gunna smash a car of the guy he's mad at.
Me and mike roll out to the house (Its a house in santa fe springs. Drama literally knocks on the door every night.) So we get out there ad the two dudes are squared off and like yelling all crazy. Mike and i are there in case there is a fight. Not to break it up, but to laugh and take pictures for everyone who wasnt there.
They kiss and make up and dadaadadada. Here's the moral. Personally, i make judgements of people based upon what i view, not other people's perceptions. I keep most of these judgements inside my head and throughout the time i know these people, my view of them changes and fluxuates (sp?) and i learn to interact on a more comfortable level. When these two guys, who i had judged on being to lame to even hold a conversation together dealing with this matter, began to speak and understand each other, it amazed me. Something hit me, life is fucking cool. It is so rad that no matter how upset one guy is and how utterley sad the other guy is, they dropped being so fucking tuff for a second and realized that they both fucked up and owned up to that shit. Amazing. I thought these two guys were little boys in a grown up world, but i realized that its really me whos the little boy and i dont know the first thing about life other than that its rad and people are fucking really cool when giving the chance to truely express how they feel.
Other than that im broke and in 15,000 dollars in debt because of this
<img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v510/Thislovemachine/van.jpg">
We'll finally get to see what North Dakota looks like at three in the morning...
matt