what to do now

Damn everything is happening so fast. This football season that seems like it just begun is in reality 3/4 over already. This was a special year though it's not gonna be the same next year. All the niggas gone so there's gonna be a huge presence missing on the field, in the locker room, and at school. All my brown brothers are still gonna be there, the sols, and all the white football heads. But it's gonna seem so quiet without all the seniors arguing in the locker room over the funniest shit. Oh well everything's gonna be different soon. I started to realize that everybody changed since 8th grade and freshman year, including myself. I feel a lot more comfortable around people and it makes it a lot easier to talk to people instead of just being quiet all the time. Which is always good though because i get to think to myself. I hella miss how everything was so easy back then though. I could just fuck up and nobody would say anything and it wouldn't matter. Now if i fuck up i'm either gonna lose my position on the team, lose a lot of people's respect, lose my parents trust, lose my friend's trust, and worst of all ruin my future. Back then if you got an F it means you get grounded for like a week until your parents forget about it because it doesn't really matter. Now if you get an F that just eliminates another set of jobs you could have and it reduces the number of colleges that accept you. People are expecting me to ride my arm or leg into a scholarship and just cruise through high school and college but its not that simple. There's too many other people that are better than me out there so luckily i have the parents that support me and i go to a school where its easy to get help and its so easy to get a good grade in a class with just a little effort. A lot of kids with the best athletic ability possible grow up in a home where the parents believe that as long as the kid's good at what he does he'll go straight to USC or Cal or something. They also go to a high school where the teachers don't actually try to prepare the students they just go through the motions because they don't think the kids give a shit and so they shouldn't either. And the kid that does care doesn't get the help he needs and he can't pass. I've been told these life lessons thousands of times by coaches who experienced all of this. So it makes me thankful to go to a school like i go to and to grow up in a place where my parents can guide me in the right direction. Even though i agree there's nothing to do in Benicia i wouldn't wanna go anywhere else nearby. what the fuck i wrote hella shit my mom just yelled at me for being up so i better go. Goodnight!

1st post ever

I just made this since everyone made one and its interesting seeing everybody's different views on things.

Friday-So to end the week and start off my weekend was one of the biggest games of the football season. All of last week we practiced hard preparing for what was pretty much the Solano County Athletic Conference championship because us and Vanden are the two top teams. All the newspapers and websites were calling this the showdown and the game of the season. I don't even remember what happened at school because i was so focused on the game. Kentucky tore his shoulder which meant i would have to start at outside linebacker. I had big shoes to fill because he's probably our top defensive player. After school i went home and ate and then went back to the school. The whole bus ride there i was listening to my ipod trying to focus but i kept dozing off. Lay Lay was screaming how we were gonna beat Vanden's ass the whole time so everyone was getting all pumped up when we got there. We went in the locker room and got dressed. We did all our warm ups on the practice field and every time we did a breakdown it echoed through the whole school. So by that point the whole team was ready to go. We marched out on the field and did our warm up lines. They came out through a tunnel made by the band, cheerleaders, and jv team and i swear they had about 80 guys on their team. We started the game off cool and drove all the way to their 10 yard line but they intercepted a pass which should have been a sure touchdown. They scored on their first possession and we scored when we got the ball back. Unfortunately they kept scoring and we didn't so we kinda got killed 47-14. Some bitch ass nigga from Vanden donkey kicked me in the calf and my thumb got caught in somebody's facemask and fucked it up. So i was in pain all weekend. That shit was gay.

Saturday i went to the city for my mom's birthday. it was cool we went to cheesecake factory and they had good ass food. Thought about a lot of stuff on the way home. Talked to monica all night, started arguing again, got over it, and went to bed.

Today we watched film of our game and hogan's game for 2 hours. Were gonna beat that ass next friday for sure.