Dear Blog: No. Two

Just another day, nothing never really changes. Dee and me went to City Island for some seafood literally to see-food. I’m a big shrimp fan and so is my lady. Wednesday’s are pretty boring days. For me anyway. It’s not a Friday or Saturday where I can go out to a bar and not expect to be the only person in there. Happy Hours are great but then I’ll feel like an old person who has kids and mortgage bills. Who gets up every morning to go to work. Comes home to have nothing but complaints about work. Then tucking kids away to bed. Lastly laying in bed with my spouse and saying ” Have a goodnight BABY… kisses.. MUAH ” then rolling over to the other side. BOOOORINGGGG! right ? Well I’m twenty two years old and I don’t want to be a on freaking time schedule, nor a routine. I want to have fun and lots of it.

So what’s my fun? How do I have fun? Why am I not having fun? Well lets not name the 1,000 things I do in a day. Which completely makes me sick. There always errands to take care of and a rug-rat aka my little sister (who I love dearly) who has to be driven to summer camp everyday for last three months. Boring yet…..?

So what is fun for me? I have no clue. I try to have fun everyday. Whether it’s spending time with the girlfriend, friends, working on my blog, or just trying to tie my shoes. I try to have fun, even if it means being my own entertainment. Today a couple of my good friends who will remain anonymous. Had to share the light on certain individuals which had me pondering. I like a good laugh, do you ? Well the convos my friends were speaking about had me rolling. Just knowing certain things that makes you wonder about certain things or should I say people. HMM…. However some people actually get up in the morning and look themselves in the mirror, and still try to hold some innocence is a little ODD.

Trying to crave another life out of the one your leaving in is epic fail. (repeat 3x) please ! No matter how much you try to change your image to the eyes of others. You are what you are when someone meets you. The first impression is the best but turns out to be the worst. Sorry but that’s what I’m starting to believe. When it comes to people you don’t know.

Moving on….. so I don’t bore you.


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