Grass
Yesterday I had work and all I could think about was how rich the guy who owns that franchise must be. If I was that rich, I'd loan money to people and make them owe me so much cash that I'd make their life hell. I'd hire people to kill other people for me. I'd let people pursue their dreams but in the end, they'll all owe me so much. I want to have so much power that even the cops will fear me (if they knew who I was).
How can I do that?
On my way back from work, my parents drove past the house that's been on lockdown from the police because of drugs. I was thinking then too. What if there are still drugs in there? I'd like to steal some and sell it for a bunch of cash. I wouldn't want to be a for real dealer. Just sell when it proved necessary. I probably look like an asshole or something right now. Maybe even paranoid because of all this stuff I've been reading but it gets my mind working. Thinking of ways I can do things.
It was my father's birthday yesterday and we all went out for expensive burgers. There I thought the same thing. Maybe everyone who works there is part of a gang too. Maybe they all get along and be nice to their customers but after the lights are off and the doors are locked, they have secrets too. Dirty secrets.
I'm going to learn how to drive a car for real. I mean, I can drive pretty good and parking isn't really a problem for me (except the fucking parallel parking is a pain!) but I'm talking about a legit manual car. Fatherlord was telling me the basic idea that you change gears every 20km/h and when you're slowing down you shift back to the gear that matches. So up to 20 it's 1 then to 40 it's 2, 60 is at 3 and so on. I don't even feel guilty for having ulterior motives of learning a manual car.
It's like normal time for once right now. Only because I was actually really tired last night and went to bed like a good girl. But since it is the morning, I need to get up and do morning things like eat and brush my teeth.
How can I do that?
On my way back from work, my parents drove past the house that's been on lockdown from the police because of drugs. I was thinking then too. What if there are still drugs in there? I'd like to steal some and sell it for a bunch of cash. I wouldn't want to be a for real dealer. Just sell when it proved necessary. I probably look like an asshole or something right now. Maybe even paranoid because of all this stuff I've been reading but it gets my mind working. Thinking of ways I can do things.
It was my father's birthday yesterday and we all went out for expensive burgers. There I thought the same thing. Maybe everyone who works there is part of a gang too. Maybe they all get along and be nice to their customers but after the lights are off and the doors are locked, they have secrets too. Dirty secrets.
I'm going to learn how to drive a car for real. I mean, I can drive pretty good and parking isn't really a problem for me (except the fucking parallel parking is a pain!) but I'm talking about a legit manual car. Fatherlord was telling me the basic idea that you change gears every 20km/h and when you're slowing down you shift back to the gear that matches. So up to 20 it's 1 then to 40 it's 2, 60 is at 3 and so on. I don't even feel guilty for having ulterior motives of learning a manual car.
It's like normal time for once right now. Only because I was actually really tired last night and went to bed like a good girl. But since it is the morning, I need to get up and do morning things like eat and brush my teeth.
~C.
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