So i guess this is the first one... this is where i tell you what my blog is gonna be about. But..... what fun would that be. This is my mind... the way i think, the way i feel and sometime, the way i chose to portray things. One day i may feel like talkin about Poker, maybe jewelry, maybe world news. Who knows? not me. I'm completely random but then again... who isn't? If you are you're boring... sorry if i insulted you but hey... thats how i feel.
So summer is almost here... thats wild, at least i think it is. Summer is a crazy season. It's always hot. its not like winter where one day could be warm and then the next day snowing like crazy. Summer is always hot and most of the times hott. I'm headin to Disney World this summer, with my family from Trinidad and Tobago (can't forget Tobago... thanks Magic). It's gonna be my Dad, who's eh... not really a big part of my life, but he's trying. His girlfriend of 18 years, i don't know why they aren't married, i call her my step mom though, and a lot of their friends think they're married... idk. The main reason i'm goin in to be with my sister, Nathalya, and my brother Nathaniel. They'll get their own posts soon. I love them. Their aunt, not mine, is also coming along... thats gonna be weird. and OOOHH my best friend/ current ex-girlfriend/ don't know what we'll be by then, was also invited. Thats a whole nother story. But when it comes down to it... its gonna be wild... Disney is wild and summer is wild. So nothings gonna stop it from being wild and crazy kids.
But yea... welcome to this blog. This is my mind.
Do you remember your first time? your first kiss? the first time you had a solo? your first anything? I'm more than happy to hear about it.
My first fight... i'll never forget. I lived in Trinidad and Tobago for what is still most of my life. My best friend and I got into a fight at lunch time. I was 9 at the time and he tossed my a bag of potato chips that landed right in my food. I threw the bag right at his face. Its not that i didnt want the chips, its the fact that i wasnt paying attention and it landed in my food. He normally gave me his chips, he was my best friend, but it made me mad that my food got contaminated. So yea... he came over and smacked with the chips and then BOOM... FIGHT!! my first fight.... i stabbed him with a compass (the circle drawer), on his right arm... i'm pretty sure he still has the scar from the stiches he had to get... I've been in a few fights since then. but that was my first... I got my ass whipped, cuz they were allowed to do that in Trinidad and Tobago up until recently. It was great, but it sucked... We stayed friends.
