IF YOU DON’T DO IT BIG BITCH YOU AIN’T DOIN’ NOTHIN’.
Anyway I’m done being a hippity hipster for this blog — I learned how to ride a bike by pushing myself off my pops’ trans am in the front yard, without using a tricycle first. In kindergarten, we had this little test to see if we could write or speak out our address, home phone number, count from 1-10, and see if we could tie our shoe. Who was the only one in class THAT DAY to complete that little test? THIS GAL. I was so driven to learn how to play the flute that I taught myself at the kitchen table, blowing air into that instrument for 4 hours until I finished learning the fingering chart and one song. I would stay rain or shine for my big baby of an ex’s baseball practice until after he finished, just to spend 20 minutes more with him before we’d have to head home.
From being a fully functional 4 year old to being 19, I stayed the same by going hard for what I want. I know for a damn fact I’m not perfect, and I’m not saying I am because through all these things I’ve ever wanted I’ve slipped up a couple times, if not for one BIG time.. like for this car thing. This bitch took a year off of school to save up for a car and look what happened — I still don’t have one after a year later, and I’m still not in school because of my OLD habit to spend my money on wasteful things (wasteful things as in.. yes, food. I’m ashamed.) But, now I’ve accumulated over 3 thousand doll hairs in the duration of.. 2 months. When I do go back to school, I’ll take 21 if not 24 units to catch up. Call me fucking crazy, I get what I want. And I don’t stop until I get it.
*turns pretend auditorium lights off, closes red curtain, and exits the stage with simultaneous applauding* LOL
