we have met the enemy.

And his name is I. You can be your own worst enemy sometimes. Everyone has potential and talent but for us to believe in our own selfs is harder than the rejection we fear. There almost is no rejection. If someone says no, that just means there is another way to get a yes. But most of us don't have any idea how to get the yes, so we don't try. If only I try. The more I try the better I would get. But lets be real, I'm a lazy cotton picker (a cotton picker is a slave and I believe I would have been the worst slave ever. I wouldn't have been rebellious but just lazy. I would pick just enough cotton to get by and not get beat by master).
So right now I'm procastinating. I have too much work to do so I figure I watch youtube and write in my blog. You might want to hear a story but I got nothing. Even if I did I wouldn't remember to tell you. I have a couple of ideas for youtube. I have to edit my video with my new crazy fast Mac and then its on like popcorn. They say there aren't enough black people on youtube. Who cares. I just want entertainment. Anyways black people don't have enought money to get a mac, a video camera, and free time to edit and post. So I write until I find a lucky pot of stolen credit cards and charge my life away.