Shit is fucked up. I hate moving, I really do. My father expects me to be able to pack up and move all my stuff in 24 hours. I am able to take my computer, Xbox 360, and clothes in the packing, and everything else stays in storage until I can return to get it. I sold my car.....Boo hooo hoo. I will miss my baby. i hate the fact I have to clean everything to find stuff I want to keep. I will be moving on thursday of this week, so hopefully I can keep you updated.
Wonderous news from the world of MUTHA FUCKIN COPS!!!! Some may remember my fight with a bunch of station rats (12/2/12). Well, the main shit head decided to go for round 2. I got off the bus on friday night, and was about to walk home when he surprised me and pulled a box cutter. He said I was going to pay for what I did. I acted scared, and said he could have my money. I grabbed my loose change and threw it in his face. while he was distracted, I slammed him into the bus shelter wall, my right arm crushing his throat, while i knocked the knife out of his hand and kicked it away. He went limp, and I did what most wouldn't have. I called for an ambulance and police. When the cops came, they asked me what happened. I said "He pulled a knife on me, I defended myself with non-lethal actions and kicked the knife away." One cop asked "How do we know you didn't attack him?", to which I replied "I never touched the knife with my hand, I just kicked it away. But my prints are in the system from when my car got broken into, feel free to check.". I told them I was moving on thursday, so I have to go see them wednesday to find out if they want to blame me for stabbing someone with no knife wounds.
And today, I spent with Midnight and White Knight. We spent the day in the city, just hanging out and shooting the shit. We walked around, had lunch, walked around, played pool, walked around and ate pancakes. They bought me a book called "Dirty Russian", a language guide to swearing in Russian as well as other slang words. I was shocked when they bought it for me, I was truly touched. My supposed best friend complained that I was moving away and I had to stay to help him stay out of jail and then bitched that I wasn't being a good friend like he was. If he didn't owe me four grand, I would not talk to him. I must thank Midnight and White Knight for being better friends than I have had. I guess that it is for now, I have been your Angel for the evening.
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