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Sitting on the F train, its 4:18pm. Lets see what time I get there, 125th Street Harlem. Doors just now closed. Ok, Twitter. I follow people, cause I like to see what they tweet. (#np..A-Trak, 'And My Sneakers).But lately, ppl have become boring.Thisonebeautiful young lady, California, parties, hangs out, smokes weed. Hey wouldnt she's young. Her parents,her father gives her every and anything she wants, pays the rent and buys her food. He's in New York City though. The life she lives on the West Coast must...thatlife style might becoming to an end. She twittered that she needs to find a job. So, I asked her what she knows how to do besides eating, partying and hanging out. She @ me, Fuck you, I'm talented. Yeah okay, sure you are. Instead she should have said what she knows how to do, can any one help me fine employment in that field. I was at first a little upset about her reaction to me, but then I said, fuck it, that's how she feels. I could have @ her and expl...

First off, I don't understand some things at some times. So, what I dot understand, I question.I can't help that the answers a person or persons gives me causes me to answer more and more questions. This happens when it comes to religion. Yesterday at work I was telling one of the guys in the meat department what I heard on the radio. That the end of times is near. Earthquakes, 3 wars, nuclear reactors melting down and floods. What's left is that aliens invade the earth. Then I receive a text that another earthquake, registering 7.0 happened somewhere in the world. We both laughed. A customer, who was shopping pulled out a religious tract, she is a Jehovah Witness, so her and I got into a conversation. I told er to come over to the deli department cause I have to go back, which she did. We talked some more. Somewhere along the way she said she wanted to talk to me more about what I had questions on. And if I wasn't doing anything after work she could meet me, I said ok....

I have 2 younger sisters in their 40's. They both have children. I remember telling them, that the hard time they give our mother, about following rules about dating and staying out late, under her roof, when they have kids, its all gonna come back at you. One of my sisters, she has a boy, only child, never gave her a problem whatsoever. The other sister, 2 boys, no problem. The girl, the oldest of the 3...BIG problems. Its beyond problems, its issues. She's 20 now, and made a full circle, she's back at home with her mother. After losing a job where her aunt, my sister got her in with a major banking firm, she blew that cause she thought she was grown. Moved in with her bf, cause she loves him. Good job, but him living in a very dangerous part of Manhattan, those 2 don't mix. Tried to tell her myself, but she didn't listen now, no job, but going to school.. For what? There aren't any jobs out here for the next 3 to 5 years the way I see it. But y sister got what...

Just some things that get me a little annoyed. Not pissed off or anything, just wanna make me throw my hands up in the air and walk away. Some of them I might have ranted about before..so what, who cares. Okay, I'm searching for a tru love, just like the song says. Not some one to 'help' grow old with, just to spend the rest of my life together with. Now, I know I'm not a George Clooney type, but I do have good qualities about me. One is, that I get up and GO to work almost every single day. Also, I can't help but to say what's on my mind, I don't bite my tongue. I'm not gonna talk all that Gucci shit you wanna hear, nope I won't. Not supporting you either, not paying your bills too. Why you may ask? What is it that you 'THINK' you're giving me, that I can or can't get from anywhere else? See, its like this.... Maybe 'he' is gonna play games with you, and you're gonna play the same games back. Hell I would if...oh hell no ...

My mother has always told me that if you're gonna do anything else in your lifetime, spend it reading. No one will ever judge you by you reading or what you're reading. This is true. Reading, gathering information is the key to life, that, and other things too. To NOT to know can be dangerous. Remember when you were a kid, and were teased about trying to be a know it all? My mother wanted her kids to be labeled that. When I was a kid, I enjoyed reading. I didn't care what it was, any and everything that I could get my hands on, I wanted to read. Playboy magazine. Most people read, not look at this mag just for the pictures of naked women. Me, I read the articles. Yesterday at work, the store manager came to my department and said that in my department we have to take a half an hour lunch break now. Its only me and the deli manager that work form 7am, 8am, to 5pm 4pm during the day time. I listen to what he said, and then gave him a half an hour to think it over, think about...

...you might wake up in a place you might not want to be. I say this because, I remember in my younger days... lets just say I woke up in some strange places one comes to mind.... --michaelchappell

Finding balance, what makes you even, what makes thing easier for you, .right? Well, to me it starts with me. In order for everything, and I do mean everything that concerns me and my daily living, in order for it to work and balance out, I have to take care of myself. Getting my proper nights sleep, eating foods that are healthy for me, and having a fresh state of mind. I don't  let people try to force me to do something I don't want to do, but I will almost do anything. Work, a job plays a major part. I focus on getting the proper amount of sleep no matter what in order to be able to do what I'm being 'PAID' for to do at my job. Knowing that I have a paycheck coming in week to week also helps me keep things balance. My friends, they know I'm all about doing my job, working. They stay in touch by texting and emailing me. Early in the morning I wake up at 4am. First thing I do is check for messages in ALL forms, text email.... I answer them, set movies for...

From the age of 8 years old to 16, I thought I knew just what I knew. Turns out I didn't know shit, my parents knew it all. But, I wanted to know it all, and I didn't think my parents were the ones to teach me. So I did what any young HS student would do...I joined the Army. I dropped out of High School, age 16, Delayed Entry Program Army, one month later after my 17th Birthday, I was a soldier. In the Army I learned, again, what my parents were trying to teach me but on a more extremed level. But when all my gaining of knowledge, I learned one important thing. Well 2, one, always believe in yourself. 2, be open, be willing to always learn. You could also throw in listen what people tell you from past experiences. An old timer told me something one time. I was stationed at Ft. Jackson SC, and I was about to end my term in the service. He told me that not to judge people so closely. That we, as people, do things sometimes for no reason at all other than just to gain the experien...