I made some horrible decisions my last like two years of school. like I damn near quit and was out doing reckless ****.
lost my position in James Farmer Scholars, was kicked out of my crib, was out doing some **** that really could have and probably should have gotten me killed. tombout dodging police, up in DC dodging bullets, robbing ******, smashing out random broads and dudes girls and fiances.
it's not like I was dumb, I almost failed chem and effectively my senior year, but I got a perfect on SOL and an A on the exam. basically saved me.
my english teacher cried to me because she saw what was happening with me and she was hurt because I was like her shining student while I was in her class. my criminal justice teacher tried to put me on with some people who would help me out but I said **** it and kept it going. that's a bridge I deeply regret burning because dude was one of the only people who looked out for me back then besides my family. like this was a 20something year old white dude teaching a young black man about the prison complex and how to conduct myself and speak to police. dude didn't want me in the system.
I'm ranting for nothing.
long story short, don't **** up while you have a chance
I ruined so many good opportunities for myself because I was a young ***** that thought I knew everything and could just skate through life forever. I was out wylin. you're just missing classes, and you could be sitting at a computer in 7 years typing something similar to someone just because of that.
work through that **** famo. sorry for all these words.