I wanted to burn through a page because i haven't wrote anything in a while. Typical maybe? I don't know, I'm just gonna think stuff up as i go so lets get started.
I've been playing Super Street Fighter IV a lot lately, trying to find a main character which by now if i had to guess it would be Juri, Guile, or Sakura. I'm not really good with Sakura but I'm getting her down really fast. With Guile I'm normally not a charger but I started playing him and i couldn't believe how good i was 7 wins in a row on ranked? Jesus i was freaking out, literally. Juri is the simplest for me but i keep getting punished easily. Ha ha this was like my 1st real street fighter game too. I haven't been as deep into the others as this one maybe because i can go online now? probably...
Moving on. I want to talk about family because its a deep thing for me. Right bow was so much different from when i was little, and not just because now i have responsibility. When i was little i was care free, yes, But now when i look back on it when i was growing up i had a lot of respect for my older siblings. They were smarter and nice to me. They helped me through a lot even if they don't know it. This is coming from a family of problematic children and problematic turns of events. Despite that and all my own problems (I hardly like to think i do have problems but i do and i cant change it.) I still see them as people who I chose to respect and generally like even the ones i cant stand to this date. Now that i am older, 19 in fact i feel like it is my responsibility to take care of those younger than me. However i do not like what they are and/or what they have become. I have 5 younger siblings and none of them have that same respect for both there mother or myself the way i had it for my older siblings. lets start off by saying 2 of them were forced out of the house because of there problems. the oldest boy under me, Danny Is mentally retarded and before removed he had grown very aggressive. I will always remember the day i woke up (Heavy sleeper) to find my the whole kitchen in ruin as he had destroyed, or Obliterated the Kitchen all because my brother didn't tell him what cereal he was eating. Yeah i know crazy. He was forcefully taken by Cops about 5 times before they figured he was too dangerous for this setting he was in and now he house hops from foster home to foster home. anyways My other brother, Aaron, Has found his way out of the house as well He was kicked out of almost every school he has been in. his attitude is atrocious, and God damn do i hate him.
Now-a-days most of my family is on a side that i hate. The older half are whit kids and most of the younger half are black. lemme tell you something God damn i hate stereotypical "I'm Gangsta Blakz" even white people who do this are annoying No respect for anyone not even themselves whats wrong with them anyways im sorry that this has turned into another big family talk Gaia. I'm just gonna finish this before it gets out of hand
Anyways I've rambled on for quite enough. Remember my Cheshire smile tootles. ^__^
