Factoids :: Jerome-isms.

I don't know what this will become, but it's a nice idea and it may even be a series of confessions. But, enjoy.




I cry (inside) when it's late at night and I'm alone hungry.

I never mean any harm whatsoever, just things become unfortunate.

I'm not as fast, or smart, as I used to be, and that makes me sad.

All my days are the same and I complain about them. No matter what I do they always end up occurring the same. As in, I try to sleep early but get caught up in something and end up sleeping the same time as last night, then I wake up late, again. You get the picture... I hope.

I feel as if I've lost my dream because I'm not going straight into art school.

I'm disappointed in how I do things and what those things become.

My room is always messy, except for the times I clean it; then it just becomes messy again.

I've got secrets.

I wish I could have more freedom, but the truth is I've been getting so much freedom before I could understand what it was.

I LOVE late nights when I'm awake watching a movie or something.

I can't freestyle as good as I used to.

My group never reached our goal of putting out a mixtape by '08.

I'm not kicking it as much as I used to with my group.

I'm not preparing myself as I "should" be for college future.

Working (an employment for minimum wage) is equivalent to being screwed.

I thought my car was a WRX when I got it... how stupid of me.

Now I'm making the best of it -I know I should. But deep down, I continue to fight myself about it. Refer to ^ (Yet my slab is still dope =P)

I always try to be the best in something, but I never am. And that usually makes me quit.

When my grades fall in classes, it's because I don't or am not understanding something. Then it all grows and I'm left far behind without a clue.

I ALWAYS need to have matching socks. Oh and, black socks > white socks.

I absolutely love driving or having adventures late, late at night or in the early morning.

I drive around sometimes, alone, and it clears my head, even if I have to worries. It puts me in a calm place.

I don't know how, many times, when I save lots of money it somehow decreases quickly without me using it to buy items.

I'm always conned into action, I guess it's because I'm the responsible one.

I'm journeying into a world of independence, and it scares me a bit.

I'm not scared or afraid or terrified of anything. Seriously.

I'm extremely shy and quite nervous.

I'm a good public speaker... to classrooms and enclosed groups.

I wish I never lost touch or let space fill between me and some friends, but hey, it happens.

I wish my dad would stop drinking.

I talk back to my dad.

And my sister. And I'm clever with my mom.

I don't regret anything that I have ever done.

I lagged so much on making an art portfolio. That's a reason why I didn't go through with it.

I have a lazy side, that out of nowhere emerged, that I despise.

I still think about my latest S.O., but not in a way of attraction. I just miss the friendship we had.

I do, would like to have someone right now. I'm not worrying though, I'm waiting.

I love watching movies.

I miss how I used to read so much, even though they were Mangas.

I've made it a severe priority to see each member in my family before I shut my eyes.

I love my sister SO MUCH, that I literally cry at the thought of her dying.

I don't really follow or care for politics.

I Myspace everyday.

I'm a true JOKER. I excessively joke and not a day goes by without me smiling. Many times, though, I cross the line and people get upset. To me, the bottom line is: a joke is a joke. And I ADMIRE the people who understand that.

I've been a victim of advertisement, propaganda, and mass appeal.


I guess that's all for now. I'll name this Part 1. I'll definitely continue it, but I've got Round Table and American Gangster waiting. Late!

Work tomorrow... about seven hours... goodbye Thursday.