Currently I am writing this book thinking that 'It can help nurture my mind', that it can help me 'replenish my own self' again. Make my mind work again. Its true, it worked. My mind is working again as it should be and steadily.
Years ago I lived in a Subdivision, now, I am living 'The LIFE' that I wanted for years. Have my own home, own cars, own pets, and a big pile of money. My Dad was right, you work hard, you make a ton shit of money. I work as a CEO of my own Company, actually it's my Dad's, but I'm his heir, so why not. I have proven myself to him over the years and I've struggled so hard, so rigorous just to impress that Dad of mine. Don't get me wrong, I love my Dad--very much! Now, I'm Twenty-Seven years Old, still single and as I said, having the LIFE!
I don't have plans yet for having a family of my own, but I guess It'll come a time when I will need my own family. I still go to my cousins, especially Erich, my best bud whom I give a job at my Company, The Capaldi Enterprise. I'm proud of my Family Name that we decided to use that name instead of that stupid 'CTA' name, but that's for another story to tell; let me tell you this part of my story:
So I was waiting at a bus, I was Seventeen at that time. I came from registering my name for the University. I saw this girl. I don't know her name yet, but I wanna find out. I was staring at her, she stared back and smiled--or a smirk, I can't remember.
As I was saying, we rode the same bus together and I remembered that we are sitting next to each other. It was really awkward, If I may say so, but that was the happiest day of my life, at least I got to seat next to a girl who looks like someone I can love to; so I ask her "Him, what's your name?"
"Oh, Hey' she said in a sweet voice "you're the guy smiling at the stop."
I smiled "Yah, I was that." She smiled back and OHHHHH--what a smile she got.
In our country, It's very traffic and hassle, you gotta wait for two to three hours before you can go home from commute. We had a little chit chat while traffic and suddenly she was gone, she got off at the next stop near the big buildings where the rich and the luxurious come to Jam.
I imagined myself those days, that I would be like them. Have a fancy car, Chicks in each sides, drinking fine Champagne or freaking Bloody Mary for starters.
Those were my imagined days.
Oh how time passed. Look at me now, old, jittery, and hungry for love.
Sometimes I wonder 'What the fuck Imma gonna do to get my hands on those lovely chicks to be my wife?'
I lost that chance when she got off the fucking bus! I went home to our house sad, but ultimately I became happy after I open up my computer and saw Jennifer on social media. She's the love of my life since Senior High started. I really fell for her. The looks, the charms, oh LORD! It was incredible to be Senior High! Everyone got their unique looks and shape. Also the brains and wit; on top of all that is the challenges I faced during this time.
As I was saying earlier, I'm Twenty-Seven and this is what I do in my spare time, writing. Writing this book for others who wishes to know how I lived a gorgeous and productive life. If you learnt something good from this book, good, if not, please don't report this. Haha! I'm too boring to write this book, but I still keep on writing to remember the things I've done and the things that I could've done to make everything work out as It should.
You know, I'll finish this chapter here so that I can think of the 'what happens next' part, Okay?
Okay!
Great!