Day One

As I stare at the computer I think out loud "what the hell should I write" I'm 18 years old what do I know! I mean my grammar is terrible I was the type that hated school, but i knew i was no dummy, but i still hated the fact that they made us do assignments that i wasn't interested in or was it just the fact that i hated to be told what to do. 

I'm no thug, but people assume at times just because your street wise you must be angry and tough and you must have no plan. That's how my story begins a angry ass kid with plenty of passion and heart at times mistaken as a big mouth kid with no respect. 

Day one for me 03/17/08