So the test begins NOW! Thats kind of how it triggered in my head when I had to fight about 5 days ago and ended up in New Orleans jail. Some people may think you can always avoid a fight but the truth of the matter is, you can't. I was out at my favorate little bar that I go to afterwork with friends blah bla, One night My friend Britney, her boyfriend and my boy Rick were all out and on our way home when Brittney put her purse down ont a motorcycle to look for her phone. A guy come out of some nasty strip club and pushes her saying get the F off my bike and shit like that. Britney is a skinny very pretty brunette whit girl with piercing blue eyes. So that guy and her boyfriend satar to fight. Then two girls come out the strip club and start fighting britney. Still not my battle, so i don't get involved. So A Black guy in a Saints jersy and he picks Britney and throws her on the ground and stars to hit her in the head. This is now two feet away from. And I thought what kind of man would I be if I just stood here and let this guy beat up on Britney and her boyfriend was already in his battle across the street. So I helped her out and begin fighting with the black guy punching him in the forehead and telling him how much of a pussy he is for hitting a girl. He runs back into the club and the owner of the nasty strip club, a fat indian guy runs at Britney with a aluminum bat. NO LIE! and I'm not to sure how cause a bit of it got a little hazy but Britney and I had him on the ground, she is under him choking him and I am stomping on him tryin the pull the bat from him. The cops pull up in the middle of that. Of course police are shit. WE go to jail and the guys who hit britney get off besides the girls. I spend 25 hours in jail with britney and her boyfriend. Get bailed out, I go to court and the judge reads me off my charges. I Plead guilty. He drops two of my charges and charges me with Disturbing the Peace and i had to pay a 200.00 dollar fine. Big whoop. After it was all said and done Birtney thanked me for having her back, and I told her that it sucked being in jail but if the same situation arouse again, and a guy was attacing her, i would do the same thing. But jail sucked. I did make some friends who want to come visit me at my job and shit. ick.

It's funny how it comes back to bite people in the ass, when they deserve it. I have three recent examples.
1. My cousin Lenee Screwed me out of an apartement and told some of my friends that it was all my fault that I didn't pay my part. I brushed it off and didn't even get my protion of the money. Lenees mother came to visist me last week and told me that it's a good thing i didn't get that apartment with my cousin because Now she has to go to court because of some money troubles with the landlord, and she now has to move out. isn't that funny???
2. My dear Friend from N.Y.C. Mike weed which some of my friends have met, He brokes my heart something bad. Pushing me away when he claimed he needed me the most. Talked shit about me saying i was crazy and unbalanced. A couple of freinds of mine from N.Y.C. were just down here in New Orleans, and told me that, ever since I've been gone the boy has spiraled more down the drain. He tried to commit suicide twice and is now on suicide watch, whatever that is. He is on four different medications and is now complaining that he has no one to talk to or be his friend. Hmmmm? Damn that sucks.
3. My old Manhattan roomate Rachel Meyer, gave me such a headache when we lived together. FOllowing the same shoe prints as Michael, talking shit about me. This bitc got caught by a bulk of our friends cutting herself, which i knew she was doing over a year ago. She now lives in colarado with her mother to get help. Hope they get well.
You know I live by the fact that i do everytihng in an honest way, i care deeply about my friends and when you give that kind of care to people and they slap it away and drag your name through the dirt, you wash your hands of them. and now I'm just as fabulous living down south and these three people are all going through hell right now. I hope it makes them think back on the things they have done to hurt me or any other people they might have done this to and make it better. Any who Lessons to be learned. Peace and Love.

I know they say that the only people you can depend on and the only thing that is important is family. Really? I can't tell you how much that is the complete opposite case for me, and has always been. Every single one of my siblings here besides my sister are slippin BIG TIME ya'll. My girl cousin has been couch hoppin since november. She's owes people money to the point where they are showing up at her and my job looking for it. She slept with another friend of mine and neglected to tell him about her little friend herpes. My brother Drug problem has gotten to the point where my sister and I don't even associate with him anymore. He's completly out of money cinstantly fucked up or drunk. people who work with him tell me just about every day, " I saw your brother lastnight, and he was fucked up", this one girl said " I saw your brother at the bar and he was toough up, no im sorry tough down!" he has been kicked out of so many bars because he's tryin to fight people, grabbin girls titties, real tacky shit. I'm ashmed. I've tried talking to him about his problems and he constantly fights with me so im done. My grandmother will be down here in a few weeks to visist. If he comes around hopefully she could talk to him. My daddy with be here at the end of August. To settle this war he says. I'm goinmg to CALIFORNIA hoes! I can't wait. I'm going to visit in october with a guy friend of min. A red head named Grant who used to live there. I'ts going to be good times I don't know what I would do there. smoke weed and get married. I will start there. I still love it down here in New oleans, it gets really hot, but thank god for Direct tv and air conditioning, I don't have to go any where. Well anywho I miss all my e.peeps and hope Buffalo is warm. love all T.K.

Well i say my, my. There has been some sudden changes in my life down here, but for the better. I no longer live with my brother, he and i have part ways until he can get his self together, and handle his addictions. My sister and both have different roomates in new orleans and are living happily. I live now in uptown new orleans which is only 15 mins from the french quarter which is were i work and play, and the hood i live in is beautiful. The street is called Foutainbleau drive, the side street is octavia. pretty just pretty. I have a roomate named josh an his girl Shuana, who remind me of a lot of this couple in brooklyn i used to hang with. I have been dancing my ass off to a lot of Janet jackson lately. Her song feedback is off the rizzie ya'll. And this other girl named Duffy from is off the hook you should all check out. Lots of dancing ya'll it makes everthing feel better. I had a cance off with this duude in this club on bourbon st. The song was "music makes you lose control" by missy elliot. He thought he could step to this, especially with this song. At the end of the dance off which eveyone in the club were watching, he saluted me and walked away. I love dancing. I think we all know that. Oh and ew ew, i ran into this guy at one of my regular straight bar spots and he was hitting one me, so i was like okay lets do this and then the bitch smiled and OH MY DENTIST! I mean please. I looked like they're were dice in his grill. So i was instantly turned off im sorry. And told him I was not interested in going home with him. But he persisted ofcourse and I had to leave. And go next door to the other bar. Two weeks later I'm back at the Jimani the usual and he shows up again, claiming to have lost a bag and was looking for it but when he saw me he didn't care to look for it anymore. What?! okay bitch, no. He was saying things like "we'll i guess im going to go home now", i'okay have a goodnight'. He stands there. He says ' are you leaving now?" 'no'. "oh well i guess im gonn go then". 'okay then, be safe'. He dosent go away. "Are you going home?" he asks me "eventually' I respond. Then he finally got the message. A gay black friend of mine was with me and said that I'm "stingy" with the booty and need to give it up. He's a ho, by the way. okay i have to go I love ya'll.

Ok so before I start on how much of a wonderful day this is , um this fuckin computer lost my journal i just written for know reason and im pissed. Anyway, how do all? Ok Straight up this city is something else dude, i mean im walking to work through the french quarter I get hi by beads. I mean rich drunk people on the patio just throwing them out just to do it. So it's not a unlikely thing to get beat by beads if your walking to work , or anywhere really in the french quarter. I mean these bitches party, with parades on thursday then again tomorrow and then the following sunday. And they go all out. i am actually very glad i missed mardi gras this year, It would have been too much for real yo. Geckos and lizards, just walking along trees and apartments, they are small but really cool, they'll just be hangin on my back fence, two at a time usually it's not like and infestation or anything. I hope that how you spell it did just finsha jointsicle. And then on night im sitting out back and theres this big square patch of grass where a in groung pool used to be, and im smokin the good stuf and i look into the little grass and BAM! A fucking toad, threefeet away starin right at my ass. Okay my shoulders hurt because im typing on a laptap and sitting on the bead, because thats terrible for your posture. I must lay down and watch an abundance of recoded direct tv shows i have stacked up all week, Oh happy happy joy joy happy happy!