****DISCLAIMERS fo' dummies

****Disclaimers fo' dummies
Understand this before you start reading ANY POSTS: it's my opinion; my outlook on the people around me and their actions. I feel entitled to my opinion and if you don't like it, I suggest you hit the back button on your browser right this second. I mean, not gonna lie, some things MIGHT be offensive, but this blog isn't for the sensitive at heart.

Wednesday, January 2, 2013

2012 Wrap Up pt.2

So let's get real: I didn't do ANY of what I said I was going to do this year.
  • "I'm going to be nicer." Fought more hoes than I did last year. But hell, don't shake, unless you're ready to get shook.
  • "I'm going to work out and really make a difference. I'd like to be one step closer to my goal." I mean, does walking PAST my treadmill count? Also, I am one step closer.........to type 2 diabetes. I've tried, but McDonald's just keeps reeling me in, that's my main, can't help it.
  • "I'm going to be a panda."........................okay, Science hasn't exactly taken the necessary steps I had hoped they would have taken by now for me to achieve my dream, but eventually, they will...and I'll be waiting.

        But seriously, 2012 was one of the craziest years I've ever experienced. It was definitely the year of Love and War, because it was either friendship and good times, or boxing gloves on like Donkey Kong. Yes, I did find what some would consider love, but it wasn't the love I had hoped for, BUT I'm young and I have many, countless years ahead of me, if God permits.
       
        I can also say that I've continued to persevere through everything I've had to deal with this year. I accomplished some things that I would never have attempted if not for my confidence. Hell, so what if I didn't get rich quick or become a panda or a cupcake or.........okay, note to self: serious body dysmorphic disorder. Yay. But this year was the start of something new. A fire within me (no, not the McDonald's) has been sparked and I'm going to ride out the fire for as long as it burns within me, which I hope is forever. I mean, I don't want to work hard and be passionate about my dreams and such, then one day, eh, I'm going back to bed, does McDonald's deliver?

Well, this isn't very long, because most of what went down this year I feel shouldn't be included in a blog post. One day when I'm in Congress, I wouldn't want this to haunt me now, would I? Except the panda part, I want them to know where I stand, what my values are.