Oh Shit....Dammit Man

What an entry title, right? I have a feeling that I bombed my test in sociology earlier tonight in class. Why, I don't know???? But I do have this feeling about it and it's not good at all. Honestly, I had a bad today for starters. As some of you know, I am in the process of looking for a job to finance my education and also my moving expenses as well. But shit is not getting any better for me at all. Remember the "job" I spoke about.... Kudos to those who showed me love on the last entry.... That was kind of rough for me to talk about considering I was pissed that night. Mna, listen, I am really considering giving this shit up, but I know I will be disappointed with myself and as you Bloggers know, my beef with the fam is legendary among legendary. Looks like I am still out in the jungle with this school and job shit. I have been applying myself a helluva lot, but I gets no results. What gives, people. Can I have some suggestions??? I have been looking in the Sunday Ads like crazy. Dammit man, I am nearly 24 & I have gray hairs on my head. Aint that some bullshit for you... to be in your mid-20's with gray hairs. What kind of shit is that, people? I think this stress shit is giving me an ulcer... speaking of that, I got gas and the test was not helping me at all.(LOL) I did study my butt off, I think the book wasn't registering in my head that day.

Guess what.... I cooked a big Sunday dinner yesterday. I kinda did it again, Sunday style. This was what I cooked: 3 big California steaks with Honey BBQ Sauce/yellow rice/green beans/mashed potatoes and tossed salad . Thats whats really good, homie!!!! Let me find out that these fools are gunna look for me to cook every Sunday after the Lasagna dinner I threw together 2 weeks ago. But nah... no more of Jersey Girl a.k.a. "The Black Julia Child(R.I.P) of The Hood's Cooking Specialties" I kinda like that name... "The Black Julia Child Of The Hood".

Why I had this dream that me and my brother was in a fucked up car wreck. Kinda foul to say that, but it is what it is. We was going out to dinner out here in Jersey and mind u, my brother lives in PA(I forgot what part, but I am assuming it is in Easton with the rest of the exteneded family) so we gets off the exit to go make a pit stop to see the kids and on comes a stolen car and hits us from behind, making the car steer out of control hitting a jughandle(those who live in Jersey know what that means)We made it out alive, but the thought alone scared the pure shit out of me. I woke up 4 in the morning, saying "WTF.... is going on" Is this a sign or something? I wanna know.

I am getting kinda hungry and as we speak, I am talking to Al.... this is a shorter convo, I promise this time. Matter of fact it is a long convo and it is semi-private... LOL

Im Gone.. Enjoy The Song... I Know I Do