Club rotton

Joey

March 25th 1992

I haven't been writing in this book since 4th grade where should I start man some of the stuff wrote here are just too embarrassing to read, I guess i'll start with my morning then just like I always do.

I wake up extra early like every other regular day to go for a run with my father and my whole football team at this old park.Then come back home to say good morning to my momma before she leaves for another BIG conference meeting in New York, and also to help my big brother Jermaine move his things into the Uhaul truck because he's moving out to go live with friends downtown.He graduated last year and got a scholarship to Harvard, If only I could have the brains like him I wouldn't have to worry about my family pressuring me.

Anyways today was skippy's birthday today! I promised myself not to be an asshole to her and mock around with her height or piss her off any way shape or form.Well I lied to myself, ended up playing frisbee then turned it into piggy in the middle while birthday girl was piggy.We all got a bit tired of playing frisbee so we all decided to lay down under this beautiful tree, as we ate snacks and talked about our days.

As the girls looked at the clouds describing what each looked like, I was too busy in my own thoughts...and remembered that my mother will be in New York for the next 2 months and I won't have someone to play Street fighter with or even talk about hot the school cheer team is anymore.

Just me and my blunt, aggressive and strict father.I love him but his expectation and the standards he sets for me are high.Very high.I'd always be in the kitchen with my momma singing and cooking, laughing at stuff that didn't even make sense she's always been the one that makes me feel comfortable with myself. But when it's my father, it's serious he see's me as the youngest of the family.Doesn't really like talking, he's never been the talking type it's just really feels like its not a 'father and son' it's more of a 'Boss and Co-worker' relationship. 

Time flies, Molly punches my shoulder to snap me out of my thoughts.Saying that everyone is going to go home now and if I was okay? Joey McMayers being emotional or sad? Never.I'm always going to be happy and the fool that I am.I have to be happy for my momma and friends! Why'd i'd sad for?

Kayla and birthday girl left to catch the bus and i'm assuming Molly and Frankie might be taking train or walk home.

I got my bike and peddled my way home as the sunsets across my neighborhood.

I got home and I realized,I forgot to tell my father that I was meeting up with the girls and was going to skip football training and he's probably looking for me furious.

shit.

I'll try and write again tomorrow, If i'm still alive.