My 1st Blog

So what the hell is a blog? My friends all blog for some odd reason I never read theirs afraid that I might get mad about something I read. They always tell me it's healthy for them. It helps them relieve stress. Yeah right, they just want someone, anyone to know how they feel. If I had a blog it would be a life of a young man that lives a normal life. Just being himself. Yeah I grew up in a rough neighborhood but I am far from a thug or a fake tough guy. I'm just me. I'm silly, I'm real and I am positive I am one of a kind. I have know clue what my friend's blog have in them but they wanted me to start one so here I go.

Let me start here. Yesterday was crazy. I had to get up at 5 Am for work. That is always horrible because its NBA playoff time and I'm always up late watching the games the night before. First thing I always have to do is walk my dog, who is insane by the way. His name is Rondo and he is crazy. So I take him out, I hate to take him out early because I have to be on the look out for robbers. It's been allot of people getting robbed all across the city lately. Anyway Rondo of course want to be a crazy puppy he's five months old and every time we go outside he thinks it's play time not pee and poop time. So we end up being out side forever while he sniffs every patch of grass we have. After that I have to feed Rondo and give him some water and stuff. Then I always they to get something to eat but everyone been broke so much breakfast is always weird, stuff like Pizza, chicken, Chinese food. Basically whatever dinner was the night before? I had to eat some chicken nuggets that Mariah left in the refrigerator. She won't be mad because she is that cool. Mariah is my girlfriend I'm telling you having her is like having a super power best thing I have in my life.

Anyway I always have to iron my cloths for work because those punks at work will be all over me if I don't The worst part of my morning is leaving for work because we share a car but Mariah works way out and I work around the corner. So guess who catches the bus? Me! The buss sucks and it smells like an ass. These days with the economy so bad the bus is packed all the time. What's funny about the bus now is that the people that always was on the bus still ride with the newcomers. The new riders that are kind of stuck up be scared as hell on the bus. Regardless of the reason you ride the bus it's a bad thing but I got to do what I got to do. I only ride for 10 to 20 minutes a day and I have my head down and my earphones on. Even though I have them own I am always aware of what's going on around me though, never know when a wild crack head might lose it and attack me. Got to stay sharp.

Anyway that was first blog and I am sure that it makes no sense at all. The words are spelled wrong maybe. I am not even going to proofread my blogs because it's that personal and real. I'm just being silly! But I'm not reading my blog over it's a dam blog.