I am no longer a bum...............

Well I have now a job. I will officially start is august. I will be turning wrenches again. Not really what i wanted to do but it has paid the bills for the past six years in Kentucky I am sure it will do it for as long as i need it to here. I need to find a a place to live so i can get out of roberts hair. A little bird told me that The Valley (where ever the fuck that is) is a nice place and its cheaper so thats where im headed.

I am really excited about what i am envisioning for my future. Everything that is happening is just baby steps toward my dream. I can't wait to get back into the gym and back into my routine that i have going. I actually miss the gym. I have lost more weight since ive been here. None of my pants fit they are all to big. My belts are all to big. So one of the first things i need to do after i get my first few paychecks is purchase some new clothes. I dont know how many people actually read this thing. Hell i dont know if anyone reads it. I want to continue doing it so i will sorta have something to look back on and read and be like damn i remember that. Hopefully years from now after im nominated for my first Oscar. Ohh yeah i will be nominated its only a matter of time.

Excepting something that happened and getting over it is a very hard thing to do. Alot harder then i thought it would be. I know what mistakes i made the last time and the beautiful thing about mistakes is if you pay enough attention you learn from them and dont do them again. Ohh believe i learned. They wont happen this time!!!!

Ive called myself white trash for a long time know. People get shitty or say i should down myself and stuff or laugh like its all funny and shit. Well i stumbled across this the other day . And im sure this sums it all up!!!


"Being white trash has taught me a lot about being a thankful person. Thankful for food in my belly, whatever it is, for a roof over my head even if it's blue, and for a TV that works (in colour even!). My parents always made sure we were dressed (even if they could never keep shoes on us) healthy, and fed. They always paid their own way, never imposing upon welfare and food stamps because they knew we didn't need it.

My childhood rocked. Being white trash is awesome--it builds character, self-awareness, and a feeling of family unity. You learn not to judge who you are based on what you have (or don't have) but on who you are as an actual person. It teaches you to get by and be glad that you're alive, to never take more than you need and to live within your means, something I've appreciated in my self-sufficient adult years.

If the trade-off to knowing these things and to being an independent, happy person today is being white trash growing up, then, hey, I'm all for it.

I'm white trash and lovin it."

That sums it all up!!

I have been listening to alot of country music lately. There are actually alot of real country artists out right now. Not the pop country Keith Urban shit thats out. Justin moore is one of them. Just a country boy and an acoustic guitar singing about life. Actual rednecks and country boys with nothing but a guitar and a southern twang. I am gonna pick up the six string guitar again. I have been writing a little bit lately i sort of have a reason to. as much as i hate to admit it and for years ive ran from it and hell when i was thirteen i basically got rid of my southern accent that i had. I am part redneck and i know i have a little country boy in me. when someone says lets fight or disrespects my woman i dont say a damn word i just stand up and throw down the fistacuffs ! I love drag racing . I am a hell of a driver i can throw down with the best of them. I miss going through the mud and woods in my blazer. i am a complete gearhead . I dont mind getting dirty and i am one of the hardest working people you will ever meet. hell i even like riding horses. i have excepted it you can take the boy out of the country but you cant take the country out of the boy.

all in all stuff is going well. My patience is paying off a bit. I really like it here. I dont want to leave anytime soon, Except to go home and visit. I miss my friends and family. I havent slept well for the past year really. I know why but im not gonna share it on here sorry. Its frickin day light i should be sleeping,.



Penso che senta a duro e ho colpito la mia testa e si sono fatta ritardato!!