ok, so hows it going. you wanna know about me, well here it goes. i dont give a fuck about what people think about me. i spend my weekends drinking and getting tore up. I smoke too much (2 packs a day), i drink too much (12 pack a night, weekends i go all out), and love my motorcycle. as of right now, my motorcycle is my life. I spend my time on this stupid fucking island (hawaii) riding my bike, its the only thing i have. One of the things i enjoy is just being with my friends. My best friend is a guy named scott. i would die for that mother fucker. i've only known him for 3 years, but ive gotten closser to him than the guys i grew up with, kinda funny. In fact, im gonna move to PA because of him. Im from Turlock, CA. good little town, had a lot of fun, but but certain people there drive me crazy. My family is awesome, both my parents are the greatest, my dad taught me how to ride dirtbikes which is a big part of my life, my mom would go out of her way to help me, and does it all the time still. My little sister, love her to death, but shes gitting older on me and she's starting to look like a real girl which scares the shit out of me(Erin, tell me if someone fucks with you cause ill fly home and fuckem up in a heartbeat). My brother, ha, my brother? That is another one i would die for. hes fucking awsome, i look forward to going home because i know im gonna get to hang out with him. I love 80"s rock, but i listen to everything. Im a mechanic, its my job. I spend all day on this gay island rebuilding engines and fuel injection pumps. if anyone drives a diesle and wants a little more out of it tell me, i can squeeze out some extra horsepower. oh shit im drunk right now. i just spent all day in the sun on a rifle range coaching stupid people that cant shoot, wow, its not hard!!! just pull the trigger when the front sight tip is in the fucking black!!! shit, i dont know what to say. I paintball almost every weekend. go to clubs, but suck at dancing(smittys helping me out with that), and once again i ride my motorcycle. i love pulling wheelies and going fast. right now in less than a year ive had 3 speeding tickets and a reckless driving for pulling a 130 MPH wheelie. Yes dad, i always where my helmet, i know you would kill me if i didnt. Every time i think about taking off my helmet i think of the time we went up to pinecrest and forgot the helmets. i asked you if we could go on just one trail and you said no, out of all the times we havent wrecked, this would be the time cause we wernt wearing a helmet. Yes, im in the Marine Corps and i fucking love it, but i dont think its right for me. Not trying to sound like a fagot, but ive made a lot of friends that would do what ever they could do for me and it breaks my heart to know im gonna leave them in a few months. im not looking for a girlfriend, found out that long distance relationships dont work, ends up in pain. I spend my time hanging out with a few of the best guys in the whole fucking world (Bock, Arno, Baby Dill, Pearson, James, Tumbrink, and mother fuckin Scott Fuckin Ruby!!!)My past...some people say that i changed, i dont think so. ive just been away for a wile, the old nicks gonna come back. im caring, nice(even though it doesnt sound like it), and would do what i can for my friends. My favorite places to be would be california, pennsylvania, or Georga. ill squeeze North Carolina in there too. Holy shit, well im fucked up and am gonna pass out now. you all have a good night, out! Layout powered by HOT FreeLayouts
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