kinda weird for me to peek into a door with my childhood in it. all the fun, silliness, carefree attitude that a kid could have is behind this door. i wonder why this one would be picked?
in my younger years, a sheltered life is what i lived. i hardly ever spent hours playin stickball, at the park playin b-ball, going to parties, staying out late, or anything that kids do. i was always kept inside because i lacked any real friends, they all moved away from me! i went to private school 20 mi away from home till the 3rd grade, roselle schooling till 4th grade and started going to school in my hometown at the second half of 4th grade. then my best friend moved away from me when i was in the 5th grade. no friends just kids that would tease me for my proper speaking or the way i dress. so i kept to myself rather to subject myself to constant ridicule and and persecution.
the pretty lady on the left is my mommy. and the male figure on the right is my father. around 5th grade, when it seemed like everybody left me and my next older brother didn't have any time for me, i tried to reach out to my father. which resulted in me being ignored, he was too busy favoring all of his other sons. so through many attempts and me being treated like paint on a wall, i stopped trying and became bitter toward him. arguments arose and i began running away. total of 3 times. its really weird that things turned out the way they did. i lost who i was closest to and i got who i disliked the most. its sad to say it but i kinda wish it was the other way around. my mother and i make a 100% better team than my father and i.
now, it seems as if i want to relive what was never lived to begin with. to look back i guess would be better than living in the moment back then. i have more of an advantage of seeing what is good for me and what isn't. so, i'm on a never ending quest to rebuild my childhood!!!
i really wanna hit the beaches and do it big in the amusement parks. the only one that i don't wanna go to is six flags. those long lines are too ridiculous. but i love pretty much any other amusement park. i wanna find a place to play mini golf. bowcraft amusement park got rid of their course. if anybody knows of anyplace in jersey that has mini golf drop a note...
this past weekend i, and my loyal partner (shawnqt) with sidekicks (derron ty and omar), took a journey to the bodies exhibit, which was in new york.
[BEFORE I FORGET, THANKS DERRON]
SUCH A SWELL GUY
Shoutout to my Baby
SUCH A SWELL GUY
before we got there we grabbed a bite to eat at a mall near by. i was so psyched about going because the body has somewhat fascinated me but i never liked to study it. too much for my brain to handle lol! nonetheless, i thought it to be cool to go and see what somebody brilliantly imagined and executed. to my surprise i got nauseous and ended up kinda miserable for like half the time. i was literally like seconds away from showing everybody my lunch ewwwwww...
on may 30th, on the way home from shawn's house, we stopped my shoprite in clark. picked up some soda and can't remember what else. shawn saw my favorite cartoon character (garfield) in ty beanie form! he buys it for me. there's a pic of him (soooo cute)! 
but later on that evening, my father and i get into a heated argument. many things are said and i'm the one that has to walk with the most weight on my shoulders after the dust has settled. i was so disturbed and upset i didn't know what to do with myself. its amazing how two people can share a connection and can feel each other's emotions... but the next morning he left me 3 post-its on the garfield that me bought me. 1: "you're beautiful to me" 2: "have a wonderful day" 3: "know that i am praying for you and with you". to see that when i got home was such an inspiration and it was the sunshine to my cloudy day.
Shoutout to my Babywell its about that time for me to go, parting is such sweet uhhhh sorrow i think hehe (poetry and playwrights never my strength in school!)
smell ya lata
smell ya lata
5 thoughts:
wassup fuzzy...wow, its amazing how many people are coming into my life with a similar story to myself. I don't remember my childhood, partly due to the fact that other than aging year by year, I never had one. and i'll do a post one day on my relationship with my pops. but keep in touch playa
I'M PROUD YOU STOOD UP FOR YOURSELF.
I KNOW IT IS HARD, BUT MY SHOULDER IS THERE.
MAYBE I'M LUCKY I DIDN'T HAVE A DAD...
YET IT STILL MAKES ME SAD.
NO MATTER WHAT, YOUR MOM WILL STILL ALWAYS HAVE YOUR BACK, NO MATTER WHAT YOU DO.
TO GARFIELD,
HOLD MY BABY DOWN UNTIL I GET THERE!
You know that I am down for any amusement park. I am a true roller coaster buff.
Everyone is different but one thing that I have realized is that my parent s were younger than I when they had me. When I think about how I have changed so much during this time, and still changing, growing, and learning, it is truly staggering. Now think about trying to raise a child(ren) during these changes. Although I can't really complain about my childhood but the things that I wish were different I chalk up to them really doing their best while learning to be adults. Keep encouraged and remember the power of forgiveness.
The Garfield thing is so sweet. LOL And glad you ..... somewhat... enjoyed the exhibit.
Saw your comment on Omar's blog and got nosey, lol!
Welcome to blogging. You and Shawn are too cute together.
Yeah...what LadyNay said.
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