Is it just me or...?

Hey guys. Well, this past weekend, I was at a friend's little sister's prom (waste of fuckin' time). It was a VERY strange week. Pretty much like a week of weirdness mixed in with drugs. I'll speak about it. lacking. Strange, but that's not all. This past weekend, I lost my fuckin' wallet. I had pictures, condoms, credit cards, and store cards. I also had my driver's license, health care info, school ID, gym card, and money in there. Ah fuck! Someone probably picked it up because it's not anywhere to be found!

But before this, on Sunday, I went with my family to eat out at Minado for Mother's Day. Minado is a very rich target place to go to. Seen targets with their families, but I lock out and didn't game any chick. I felt like a chode for the second time in my life. Worst feeling EVER. I grab my plate full of Japanese dishes and grub on it while the hottest chicks look at me eat. Can't I just eat without anyone staring at me? It's a bad time, since I am tr

So anyways, I have been lacking in my game. REALLYying to spend quality time with my family. Anyways, there was this mother. HOT ass mother. Probably Latina or white, but she was a mom. A young one at the very least to say. She was around 5'6, thin build, brunette, and was one of those chicks where you would see in a music video. One of the really hot chicks. I see her gazing at me and I'm like, "Don't do it, Gerry. She's with her family and man." I look at her confidently and then away, but I keep repeating the cycle. My inner self wanted me to talk to her, but it's not worth it for a day like this. Her man then stares at me hard. He's not mad, but I have a feeling that he knew who I was.

So, while waiting in line, there's so many people. I see the stereo-typical Asian woman with a white guy and pretty much bust out laughing out loud in the place because I was thinking, "Damn, I should of brought my white girl to show off." Everyone's looking at me and I know what they're thinking. "What the fuck is his problem?" I let the feelings cease and grab my food to eat. After I was done eating FOUR big ass food-filled plates, I had to get ice cream. I got the green tea ice cream.

So, I got the ice cream and ate it. My sister-in-law points to the window behind me and asks me, "What's that?" I turn around. I turn back around and I see my sister-in-law laughing. I then take a scoop of my green tea ice cream. I put the scoop of it in my mouth. Suddenly, the taste of a spoonful wasabi was in my mouth. It literally took me over ten seconds to figure it out. Hardy har har, I swallow the fuckin' spoonful of wasabi. Tasted like shit. Here's a picture of the green tea ice cream laced with wasabi:

I'm now pissed. I just tell myself to get over it and my sister-in-law apologizes and gets me the red bean ice cream. I eat that all. We all then leave and we paid $157.00 total. Wasn't bad at all. Left the restaurant and went home. My wallet then was forever lost.

But before this, on my friend's sister's prom night, my phone breaks. Like, WTF. I now have an unlocked rare burgundy colored Motorola RIZR Z3 that I paid fuckin' $589.00 for, but I found out that it's only $30.00 at T-Mobile. FUCK! Assholes! After this, I tried to schedule an appointment to get my hair cut at D's Barbershop. No one answers. I had to look good for this event if I wanted the teachers. But it didn't matter. Stupid ass Friday.

This prom night was literally one of the worst nights I've ever had. See more about it @ http://therealhengman.blogspot.com. Ever since, I've been pretty stressed out about how my luck's going, but that's stupid because I don't even believe in luck. Shit. I also then hear that I have to work out a contract with Jive or Epic Records, by one point, I was signed to Epic and they then moved me to the bigger Sony BMG. WTF. I'm now trying get a meet up with Akon and his manager so I could get signed with them, since my genre of performing is really close to Colby O Donis. A few cats from the community already heard my songs, so yeah. If anyone wants it, just IM me at GHeng68 on AIM or Hengman@live.com on MSN. I'll be glad to send it out. I already got a few requests on the radio.

Anyways, I'm out. This week shall be good for me.

Make money, get girls, and fuck crazy,

-Hengman!