Something good shall come from this indeed..

Confession Wednesday is today for Darius Mines.
Its 1:00 PM, and my brother Orlando has gotten in trouble with my mother..
he was doing fine all this morning, we got two other foster kids here, i let em get rough and rowdy cuz thats what 7-8 year old boys do..long as they didnt break nothin or get in my way, they could do what the ham sandwich they wanted lol.
Soon as she walk in, he start acting a monkey, throwing stuff, KNOWING she was gon get in his tail. And she got him. Im watching the punishment as it is and he bucked.
She just smacked the crap outa him.
she scared the crap outa me when she did that.
Moms is pissed. im glad she going off on him, better him than me.
cuz im not as in control as he is.
But as i digress...
Im glad to be alive, Ive been babysittin the whole spring break, the 'rents said they are gonna pay me...they better cuz this mess is harder than working at the Y.
Babysitting foster kids is a monster..
on a musical note, My boy spoon done got back onto my D'angelo kick, the line is the greatest song. ive listened to the song 13 times today, it helped me not choke these lil brats we call boys.
Something good shall come from this, it has to, God is working on my heart and the way i feel about my brother..
I used to really dislike him, like never wanted to be around him, because im an only child by nature, and when he moved in and i started having to babysit and i couldnt record vox at 9:30 at night cuz he was sleep i had a nice Texas-sized problem.
Now its alot better, because im used to him, and my parents finally understand my side, plus i go on campus to the great Old Dominion University the third weekend in August.
Suffolk i shall leave you. I will miss you but I am moving on to bigger and better things.
Something good has come from this.

I need to practice (lol).
darius