i am who i am

and i love who i am. Dont get that mixed up with me thinking im better then anyone cause i aint. I know my flaws, and there are many. A little shorter then what i wanted to be, maybe even a little ugly. Sometimes i see myself as greedy, and just sometimes needy. I cant talk right, i stay up too late at night, and me drunk is an ugly sight.

Just... i love my life. Even though i haven't done much of the things i said i would, i know what i need to do in life, i know what i want, and im going to get them. And if i dont, ef it i tried.

With that, i feel untouchable. Nothing makes me sad, nothing gets me mad. Step on my shoes? Go ahead, theyre already dirty. Cry you a river? Only if i want to swim in it. I've got nothing left but to be happy. I may not have all the things i want, but i have all the things i need, and thats good enough for me. And i know things will get worse in my life, shoot, theyre pretty bad as is, but when things do get worse, at least i'll know how to look for the good things. Something i aint never known how to do before.






Anywho, this blog was just a parade for myself on how good life's been =D

This one is the last of its sort

summer time in the s.g.v.

no one knows my name. I saw a girl from high school and she said hello. She didnt know mine but i knew hers the moment i saw her. Her name was Christine, she's asian, and graduated in the year of 06. Her boyfriend used to drive an old second gen supra, and she had class with tim. I dont know why i remember any of this, but i just do. I dont remember why i knew her name, but i did.
What did she know about me? Simply that i looked familiar. I told her how she knew me, and why she knew me, yet she still didnt know herself who i was.

I introduced myself. She needed no intro, but did so anyhow.



She's one of a million reasons why i came to realize that no one knows my name. It doesnt really matter though, the people that do remember my name are the only ones that matter anyhow.