Happiness

Hitting a route is what we do best

riding slow on an inhaling quest

Rolling through 3o in a 55

Put the Kid on, open up the mind and drive

Video game character is the ultimate feeling

In the atmosphere dont stop at the ceiling

Hello world is what comes to mind

Searching and searching and I finally find

What I've been looking for its pretty clear

In my safe haven , no Drake, dont Fear

Happiness is what I spoke on in bar four

How do I get outta this room, theres no doors

I know exactly what I'm doing, not oblivious

but right now I'm feeling kinda delirious

I'm just kidding, never felt dizzy

Talk to yall later when Ima little less busy

Music

Recently, I've been listening to an assortment of musical artists. I've always stayed near rap music. The beat of the music is what first attracted me. Rap has a certain beat that can just get inside you and help you feel the music.

Lately, I've been listening to alot of Gucci Mane. I've been listening to Gucci for a while now and he is just now being widely known for his talents. He is known for his ganster lifestyle and run-ins with the law. I don't listen to him because I think the way he lives is cool and wish I could live that way. I like listening to his music because he tells stories about his life. He doesn't just say what everyone wants to hear. A couple new songs that tell good stories are "Frowney Face" off the mixtape Burr Print 3D and "My Own Worst Enemy" from his album coming out The State vs. Radric Davis.

I also listen to a lot of Kid Cudi. He is best known for his song "Day n Night". He doesn't rap about gangster things or stuff he really doesn't do. He raps about life and feelings. KC is a very lyrical dude.
Other artists I listen to often are Drake, 50 Cent, Fabulous, Soulja Boy, Lil Wayne, Busta Rymes and many others.
Soulja Boy will be the best rapper in 2012!!

Insults

"Be cautious whose insults you take to heart"
-Michael Savage

This is one of my favorite quotes of all time. It is simple and to the point. However, those eight words grouped together say a lot. Throughtout life you will face difficulties with other people. It's inevitable. The way you handle these difficulties say alot about you. They expose your strengths and weaknesses. They show how much self-respect and control you are able to have.

So often we find ourselves allowing others to discourage and dishearten. We allow a few words or actions from others to manifest inside us and not leave. This is weak. Don't let others insults affect you. Most people who insult you do not matter much to you in the first place. Why should you let an insult from someone who doesn't matter bother you? The majority of insults shot out are false. Blow the insult off like it never happened. Don't let it worry or stress you.

Rambling Help

If I need something I'll ask for it. If someone asks, I give. The end. Help is a good thing but it can be extremly dangerous. When help is needed, the seeker will seek it. Don't give un-needed help. One's life is their responsibility. People make decisions for good reasons. It is not someone elses "responsibility" to constantly guide your life. It is not your responsibility to guide someone elses life. Why should you worry yourself over the decisions I make or he/she makes? Life is only a moment. Many spend that singular moment worried about others.
In essence, what I'm trying to say is: give help, just not too much.

Owensboro, Kentucky

Owensboro, Kentucky is home to an outstanding high school English teacher. This oustanding English teacher works with juniors and seniors everyday. The teacher has always worked hard and diligently to prepare her soon-to-be adults for the real world. She was strict when it came to homework and due dates but was cool and relaxed about everything else. Eventually, some lazy seniors decided they did not want to work hard in her class anymore. She tried her best to get them to work and succeed. But she never begged them. She put the responsibility in their hands. By doing this, some, or many students began to have a dislike for her. They thought she was being mean and unfair by giving essay after essay after essay. They never stopped to think that she was only doing it to benefit them. How inmature.. Blaming someone for trying to expand your horizons and prepare you. Not only inmature, but ignorant. Amongst the negativity, this teacher kept her ways. She did what was best for the students.

Ball and Driveway

Whenever I would get bored as a kid, I knew exactly
what I was going to do.
Go to the garage, search for the dirt covered sphere and
head to the driveway. I would shoot and play for ever
during the summer. Most of the shots were ridiculous.
Behind the backboard. From behind the car. Shots way too
far out of my range. I loved making myself the hero out
on my driveway. Throw the ball towards the side of the driveway
and try to save it before it rolled down the hill. Picture myself
at the top of the key, 20 seconds left, counting down in my head,
holding the ball, waiting for the last shot. 3..2..1..entttt!!
The driveway, the ball and my mind could keep me
entertained for hours. I always thought about playing basketball
for college when I was a kid. But I never really worked hard
on the driveway. I just wanted to have fun. I still play to have
fun. Now when I shoot I do more of a serious workout. I still have fun
and shoot a few silly shots and a dunk here or there. But I truely miss
the imaginary hero days from the driveway

Hospitals

I've never been to the hospital much in my life. Some kids go reguraly because they have a family member who stays sick. Others go to get treatment for themselves. Me, I don't have many, or any medical problems that I know of. The only times I can remember going to the hospital are for my mom's heart surgery, my grandpa passing away, when Greg Lindsey had his accident and maybe a few other miscellaneous times. Every hospital visit for me has been painful or sad. Yesterday was the first time I experienced amazing happiness at a hospital. My baby nephew, Wyatt, was born. He was born at 5:53 P.M and when I got to the hospital at 6:15 he was already in the newborn baby viewing window. Looking in that window is exciting for anyone. Everytime I've been to the hospital I make it a point to go see the new babies. But words can't describe how great it felt to see my nephew in that window. I listened to my dad proudly make calls to friends and family proclaiming in every call, "8 pounds, 6 ounces and 19 1/2 inches long! He's a big one!!" Everything was great about September 3, 2009. It was so cool to finally be able to hold Wyatt. Nothing else mattered in the world to me at that moment. Immediately thoughts poured through my head of him growing up and me being the coolest uncle possible. If Wyatt wants to drink pops and eat candy all day when I'm watching him in a few years, thats fine with me. I'll teach him how to shoot and dribble a basketball! If he stays at my house on the weekends when he is a teenager I'll be the cool uncle who lets him stay out late. Completely strange thoughts like those just zipped through my head. I laughed aloud while thinking these thoughts and couldn't help but smile all night long. I can't wait to be a big part of his life. It is astonishing how different one trip is to the hospital than another. One, you're saying good byes to a loved one and another you're welcoming one into the world.