Wednesday, March 31, 2004
Well, things have been crazy lately. Not that I pretty much can't say that all the time, that is just life I guess.
It has been a while sense I wrote in this journal and there is allot that wen't on sense then so who knows if I can think of it all.
Ace finaly wen't to jail a couple weeks ago. The cops decided to make a move, so they blocked off all of Laws Avenue and went door to door with his picture until somebody told them where he was.
They wen't to his house and followed his aunt up to his room where he was. He got put in jail for a week or so before he was Or'ed. They gave him another chance to do the AODP drug program thing, so he thinks he will probably go through with it this time. He did'nt like jail at all from what he says. They told him that if he fucks up on his probation again, he will be put in prison. They even gave him his first strike so he could fuck up probation and get another. I hope he don't end up in prison cause he will have a hard time.
I am sure he can handle himself, but he is small so some people may try to fuck with him.
I guess time will tell how that goes.
I have been working allot lately, trying to get some extra hours in. My boss told me a bit back, that he is planning on giving me 40 hours a week plus any overtime if I do work over. The extra money would be nice to have. As it is right now, after I pay rent I barely have left to do anything with. Usualy I will just buy a nice bag of dope if there is a good deal around, and sit and get spun out. Lately I have had to take whatever money I have left, and make more money with it. There still is weed to sell, but I hate selling it all cause it's nice to have when you are coming down, or just needing to get stoned.
I know I have been smoking a whole shitload more then I usualy do. When Ace went to jail, I stopped getting any dope cause I did'nt want to hassle with it, and the weed sure came in handy there. I went a few days with no dope to smoke which is unusual for me.
I have seen Melissa around a few times lately. I am, in a way, happy to see her cause I know she is doing ok from what I can see, but it is fucked up also. I nolonger trip on her as bad, but I still get that feeling inside. As much shit as I talk about her sometimes, I do have to admit that somewhere there in my heart, I do still love her. I do want her to be happy, and live a good life, but, I also wan't her to know how much she hurt me, and to atleast be truly sorry. Not just an "im sorry jesse" like she said when we broke up, to me that was'nt shit. I did'nt feel any meaning when she would say that. I just want her to be sorry for what she did, and then I think allot more will be settled. I wanted to still be her friend, because I did feel we had a good friendship, but apparantly she does not realy want that. I wish that one day, she would come up and just let me know she wants to be friends. I still care about her and it has been a LONG time sense we talked. A few weeks ago she and Donald came up to the drive thru at work and I was able to say, "Hello, how are you doing", and she replied, "Good, and you". That was about the extent of it. It felt good in a way though, just to talk to her. Good but bad. It's always fucked, even when good if that makes any sense.
I guess she is still going to College, so she nor this other chick that worked at my work, ever call LuLu much either. LuLu decided not to go to college and that may have something to do with it. LuLu is a good person though, even though she has that bitchy side to her. She used to seem to almost hate me, but I think I soffened her up. She has helped me through so much I could not even begin to name every time. She helped me in the past with my Ex, when we still were together. She would call her if we had an arguement, and try to smooth things over, and when we broke up she always tryed to make me feel better, and see what she could find out, and do to help. Also, she helped me out psychologicaly one time when I slit my wrist. She even makes these Kick ass burgers for me sometimes. She always used to be a little bitchy at work sometimes, and tell me to go do things, but that slowed down a bit. That is why I started calling her my "wife". One day I told her, "damn, you like to bitch and give orders like you are my wife", and that stuck every sense. The bitchyness slowed down allot after a while, and I feel like we became closer.
I do cherrish her friendship allot. I'm not even sure she knows.
A while back I was in a fucked up mood, and allot of people I know were being fucked up and almost fake to me. I ended up going off on her about something, and said some mean shit. I felt realy bad. Even after I appologized I felt bad. She said, "so it hurt you too huh?... cause it hurt me, and I felt it in her voice. I felt like a fucking asshole. I ended up appologizing again later, and things got better again. Now I don't give her as much shit anymore if she asks me to do things, I guess that I feel like maybe I owe her that in a way. But enough about all this mushy bullshit.
Things with the Scraps have started to heated again.
It started when they jumped little John, then got worse when they started mobbing up and down Laws with car-loads of people. That right there is some serious shit. The know that Laws is Norteno Teritory, as well as some N.C.P. To go to Laws and drive up and down the Avenue is just asking for shit to be started. Just abunch of little shit started happening here and there, small conflicts and fights basicaly. One day right before Ace went to Jail, They cruised with about 4 people, and jumped out on the East end of Laws and started fighting with the Nortenos. Me, Ace, and a couple other woods ran out of the house to go assist, but by then they already hoped back in and drove away because they were outnumbered by the Nortenos. We went back inside and smoked some more weed, until we heard some more shit happen about 5 minnutes later. We ran back out and seen them with even more people, about 6, but they were not out of the car yet. They seen us this time, and realized there was allot of people they would have to go against, so they took off. A few more incident's happened, mainly the Surenos driving by dogging, or throwing up signs. The other day three of them came into my work to get food. I knew they were scraps but I did not say anything because they seemed to not have a problem. Everything was cool until I heard them say something in spannish to this Mexican chick I work with, and she looked at me completly shocked, almost like she was thinking "I cant believe they just said that to him". I just knew without a doubt, that they were talking shit. That is what they usualy do when a White guy is around, talk shit. But this white guy don't give a fuck about shit, and will confront whoever is needed to be confronted. They were talking more in spannish between each other, so I stood there staring at one of them, waiting for him to turn his head and look. He did and I kept dogging him. Then I threw up my arms, basicaly calling them all on. They did nothing and by that time another chick I worked with asked me what my problem was so I walked away back to the back of the building. I made a few phone calls to make sure some Homies would be in the Area incase things got bad. I was planning on taking these mother fuckers out. I asked the manager for a break, then slipped quietly outside and waited by their car. I was planning on rushing them when they came outside. I waited until my break was over, but they still never came outside. As soon as I got back inside they left. I had a feeling they were going to try to make a move later on, after all they always do, so I knew I better get ready. Before I got off work, Little D. came by to say what's up, and I told him what had happened. He said that he would be waiting outside for me after work, incase I need any back up. Also, Eric, and a couple others showed up as well. The scraps cruised by but noticed that I had some heads with me and decided not to fuck with it I guess. We ened up going to Laws and smoked some dope. I ended up running to Isac there on Laws, which was hella cool. I have not seen him sense I was 14 or so, when he killed that guy down at the Rose Motel and he was sent away to CYA and Prison. He was supposed to be out in 2000, but he caught another case while he was in there. He just got out a couple weeks ago. It was good seeing him again. I got him so fuckin stoned he passed out on the couch.
The scraps keep cruising by like they are going to make a move, but have'nt made any big ones yet. The other day, almost every other car I seen were Surenos, all dogging, but not jumping out. I have been with other homies lately, and not alone much, so that could be a reason why no real fighting has happened. I am still pretty sure they are just scanning out the situation, and are soon going to try something. I sure do know that they have always done shit like that in the past. This scar on my back from a Knife is one of many things that prove it. Especialy thinking back to during the war on Ford Street last summer, when we were fighting every day. That was very hectic. It had to take several drive by shootings and hundreds of fights, just to chase them off Ford. After that, it calmed down for awhile, but now they seem to be getting brave again. They don't have Ford Street anymore, mainly because it is protected by the Nortenos that live on Sydney court, but they are in other areas. Know knows what will happen.
On another note, I have been freestyling lately, and writing some fat flows. I still plan on getting the studio open on here in the future. I have flowed to a few people and they all complement me on it, so I may try to go a step further and get a CD put out. What we realy need to work on is getting some realy good beats. That will be tricky but I think it will be ok.
Well I gotta go for now until next time I decide to write, whenever that will be.
The scraps
It has been a while sense I wrote in this journal and there is allot that wen't on sense then so who knows if I can think of it all.
Ace finaly wen't to jail a couple weeks ago. The cops decided to make a move, so they blocked off all of Laws Avenue and went door to door with his picture until somebody told them where he was.
They wen't to his house and followed his aunt up to his room where he was. He got put in jail for a week or so before he was Or'ed. They gave him another chance to do the AODP drug program thing, so he thinks he will probably go through with it this time. He did'nt like jail at all from what he says. They told him that if he fucks up on his probation again, he will be put in prison. They even gave him his first strike so he could fuck up probation and get another. I hope he don't end up in prison cause he will have a hard time.
I am sure he can handle himself, but he is small so some people may try to fuck with him.
I guess time will tell how that goes.
I have been working allot lately, trying to get some extra hours in. My boss told me a bit back, that he is planning on giving me 40 hours a week plus any overtime if I do work over. The extra money would be nice to have. As it is right now, after I pay rent I barely have left to do anything with. Usualy I will just buy a nice bag of dope if there is a good deal around, and sit and get spun out. Lately I have had to take whatever money I have left, and make more money with it. There still is weed to sell, but I hate selling it all cause it's nice to have when you are coming down, or just needing to get stoned.
I know I have been smoking a whole shitload more then I usualy do. When Ace went to jail, I stopped getting any dope cause I did'nt want to hassle with it, and the weed sure came in handy there. I went a few days with no dope to smoke which is unusual for me.
I have seen Melissa around a few times lately. I am, in a way, happy to see her cause I know she is doing ok from what I can see, but it is fucked up also. I nolonger trip on her as bad, but I still get that feeling inside. As much shit as I talk about her sometimes, I do have to admit that somewhere there in my heart, I do still love her. I do want her to be happy, and live a good life, but, I also wan't her to know how much she hurt me, and to atleast be truly sorry. Not just an "im sorry jesse" like she said when we broke up, to me that was'nt shit. I did'nt feel any meaning when she would say that. I just want her to be sorry for what she did, and then I think allot more will be settled. I wanted to still be her friend, because I did feel we had a good friendship, but apparantly she does not realy want that. I wish that one day, she would come up and just let me know she wants to be friends. I still care about her and it has been a LONG time sense we talked. A few weeks ago she and Donald came up to the drive thru at work and I was able to say, "Hello, how are you doing", and she replied, "Good, and you". That was about the extent of it. It felt good in a way though, just to talk to her. Good but bad. It's always fucked, even when good if that makes any sense.
I guess she is still going to College, so she nor this other chick that worked at my work, ever call LuLu much either. LuLu decided not to go to college and that may have something to do with it. LuLu is a good person though, even though she has that bitchy side to her. She used to seem to almost hate me, but I think I soffened her up. She has helped me through so much I could not even begin to name every time. She helped me in the past with my Ex, when we still were together. She would call her if we had an arguement, and try to smooth things over, and when we broke up she always tryed to make me feel better, and see what she could find out, and do to help. Also, she helped me out psychologicaly one time when I slit my wrist. She even makes these Kick ass burgers for me sometimes. She always used to be a little bitchy at work sometimes, and tell me to go do things, but that slowed down a bit. That is why I started calling her my "wife". One day I told her, "damn, you like to bitch and give orders like you are my wife", and that stuck every sense. The bitchyness slowed down allot after a while, and I feel like we became closer.
I do cherrish her friendship allot. I'm not even sure she knows.
A while back I was in a fucked up mood, and allot of people I know were being fucked up and almost fake to me. I ended up going off on her about something, and said some mean shit. I felt realy bad. Even after I appologized I felt bad. She said, "so it hurt you too huh?... cause it hurt me, and I felt it in her voice. I felt like a fucking asshole. I ended up appologizing again later, and things got better again. Now I don't give her as much shit anymore if she asks me to do things, I guess that I feel like maybe I owe her that in a way. But enough about all this mushy bullshit.
Things with the Scraps have started to heated again.
It started when they jumped little John, then got worse when they started mobbing up and down Laws with car-loads of people. That right there is some serious shit. The know that Laws is Norteno Teritory, as well as some N.C.P. To go to Laws and drive up and down the Avenue is just asking for shit to be started. Just abunch of little shit started happening here and there, small conflicts and fights basicaly. One day right before Ace went to Jail, They cruised with about 4 people, and jumped out on the East end of Laws and started fighting with the Nortenos. Me, Ace, and a couple other woods ran out of the house to go assist, but by then they already hoped back in and drove away because they were outnumbered by the Nortenos. We went back inside and smoked some more weed, until we heard some more shit happen about 5 minnutes later. We ran back out and seen them with even more people, about 6, but they were not out of the car yet. They seen us this time, and realized there was allot of people they would have to go against, so they took off. A few more incident's happened, mainly the Surenos driving by dogging, or throwing up signs. The other day three of them came into my work to get food. I knew they were scraps but I did not say anything because they seemed to not have a problem. Everything was cool until I heard them say something in spannish to this Mexican chick I work with, and she looked at me completly shocked, almost like she was thinking "I cant believe they just said that to him". I just knew without a doubt, that they were talking shit. That is what they usualy do when a White guy is around, talk shit. But this white guy don't give a fuck about shit, and will confront whoever is needed to be confronted. They were talking more in spannish between each other, so I stood there staring at one of them, waiting for him to turn his head and look. He did and I kept dogging him. Then I threw up my arms, basicaly calling them all on. They did nothing and by that time another chick I worked with asked me what my problem was so I walked away back to the back of the building. I made a few phone calls to make sure some Homies would be in the Area incase things got bad. I was planning on taking these mother fuckers out. I asked the manager for a break, then slipped quietly outside and waited by their car. I was planning on rushing them when they came outside. I waited until my break was over, but they still never came outside. As soon as I got back inside they left. I had a feeling they were going to try to make a move later on, after all they always do, so I knew I better get ready. Before I got off work, Little D. came by to say what's up, and I told him what had happened. He said that he would be waiting outside for me after work, incase I need any back up. Also, Eric, and a couple others showed up as well. The scraps cruised by but noticed that I had some heads with me and decided not to fuck with it I guess. We ened up going to Laws and smoked some dope. I ended up running to Isac there on Laws, which was hella cool. I have not seen him sense I was 14 or so, when he killed that guy down at the Rose Motel and he was sent away to CYA and Prison. He was supposed to be out in 2000, but he caught another case while he was in there. He just got out a couple weeks ago. It was good seeing him again. I got him so fuckin stoned he passed out on the couch.
The scraps keep cruising by like they are going to make a move, but have'nt made any big ones yet. The other day, almost every other car I seen were Surenos, all dogging, but not jumping out. I have been with other homies lately, and not alone much, so that could be a reason why no real fighting has happened. I am still pretty sure they are just scanning out the situation, and are soon going to try something. I sure do know that they have always done shit like that in the past. This scar on my back from a Knife is one of many things that prove it. Especialy thinking back to during the war on Ford Street last summer, when we were fighting every day. That was very hectic. It had to take several drive by shootings and hundreds of fights, just to chase them off Ford. After that, it calmed down for awhile, but now they seem to be getting brave again. They don't have Ford Street anymore, mainly because it is protected by the Nortenos that live on Sydney court, but they are in other areas. Know knows what will happen.
On another note, I have been freestyling lately, and writing some fat flows. I still plan on getting the studio open on here in the future. I have flowed to a few people and they all complement me on it, so I may try to go a step further and get a CD put out. What we realy need to work on is getting some realy good beats. That will be tricky but I think it will be ok.
Well I gotta go for now until next time I decide to write, whenever that will be.
The scraps
Wednesday, March 03, 2004
Well I'm back here for now and decided that I might want to try and write another entry.
It's been a very lively and hectic few days. I saw Austin days ago and he hooked me up with a FAT bag of Shit. He got me some good prope cut with Crystal for very cheap. He rolled bowls with me for a while before I got mine, while we cruised around taking care of buisness. We had to go out of town to get it, but it was worth it. He hooked it up and we rolled bowls on the way back to Ukiah. He dropped me off and I went to work soon after. After work I went home and waited for Falynn and Eric to call because they were coming to town. I changed my clothes and cleaned up a bit, then they picked me up after they called and we cruised down to Laws Ave. where her cousin just moved. It was crazy because he cousin moved 2 doors down from her Ace Dogg (Falynn's Ex) lives. We sat there and rolled bowls, and tweeked out for most of the night and the next morning. I also got to meet and bullshit with this dude that Falynn and Eric brought down who turned out to be pretty cool. Later the next day, after being tweeked out of my mind, they decided to give the dude a lift home and come back, so I had them drop me off at home so I could take a shower and change. I got done cleaning up and did some shit around the house, and smoked some dope. Falynn called later on and told me about the fight that they had, where Eric fucked up some drunk dude and she fought some other hoe. She said that they will probably take longer then expected sense all this shit happened.
I got high some more and went and fucked off around town for a while, and came back that night.
I finaly got my dope bong to work perfectly and started hitting on that for a while. I sat and smoked dope all night and got SOOOO fucking high that I could not think straight. I guess I fucked up because I was sitting in my room the next morning when my mom comes storming in, yelling and cussing because she found my bag of dope that I apparantly left out in the open in the bathroom. She threw my dope down on the table and stormed out. I'm glad she didnt try to throw my shit away or anything like that. Later that morning she came back home and made me breakfast which was pretty cool. I guess she felt bad maybe about getting after me for having dope in her house. I ate breakfast and went back to my room for a while. Then she decided to leave again. A little bit later Falynn called and said she was on her way to go see me. Her and Eric came over and I loaded a good size bowl of dope in the pyrex and fixed up the bong. We hit the bong a couple of times, before my mom snuck in while I was in the middle of taking a hit. She got pissed off and told us all to leave. We left and drove up to the hills where we sat and got tweeked then drove down to Laws Ave. We sat for a while in her cousins pad, then I decided to call Ace Dogg when it got late enough for him to possibly be awake. During this time we saw Pancho and invited him to come in. Pancho had a couple different kinds of dope and we smoked a few bowls of each. I went to wake Ace Dogg up after awhile sense he was still not awake and smoked a bowl of dank with him. I chilled at Ace's pad for a while. A bit later Lil' John came around, as well as a few other homies and Ace's cousins. We all had a fat smoke-out, and then went outside to hang out.
I took notice right away that ever few minnutes, a car-load of Scraps drove by and knew that the street was going to heat up soon. I mentioned this to little John and he thought the same. It was not long after, that soon Laws was filled with a bunch of Nortenos and Peckerwoods standing around bullshitting, waiting for some shit to come down. The Nortenos and the woods kind of have a working relationship here in U-town, sense we both have fought the same enemy and often share Teritorys. In fact when I was chillin with Austin a couple days before we went to a Norteno's pad and smoked some dope with him, and I talked to him about things that went on and how we help each other, etc.. The war on Ford street and the Plaza was brought up, and he mentioned how him and his North Side homeboys respected us for helping them get the Scraps off of ford. The Nortenos on Ford are part of the same Norteno Gang on Laws so I was pretty sure that we would have the same kind of welcome as before. Finaly, the sun started going down and people were starting to get wild and crazy. I could feel the tension, and addrenelan in the air. The whole neighborhood was hyped up and ready for the shit to fly. I got a ride to Ford so I could score some more herb and get some money, then went back to laws. I chilled for a while, with the Northern and Peckwerwood homeboys, while all the kids played football in the middle of the street. One of the kids got hit by a car that was passing by, and soon they all were chasing after the car about to rip the guy out of his window. They all might of been little kids, but most of them have already been introduced to the Gang Life and have joined gangs themselves. A few small fight here and there broke out, but nothing that was not a normal day-to-day thing for Laws Ave. Me and little john finaly hooked up with some more dope and we went and smoked some off and on for a while, until Falynn told me that her and eric were leaving. I have a feeling that they just did not want to be around when the street got wild, so they left. By this time there was even more Surenos driving by, but they were chased away by the Nortenos. Little John managed to throw a rock and hit the driver right in the head, while another got stomped before they got away. Another Sureno's car was slightly damaged but I was not there to see it at the moment. We wen't back to Ace's and chilled some more, and I occasionaly went down to Little John's house to roll some more bowls with him and his cracked out mom. Later that night we were sitting back at Ace's house while Lil' John was out trying to make a come up. Ace's little cousin Joey came in with some of his friends, telling Ace that some gang bangers jumped him and stole his bike. Ace and his Cousin Justin grabbed a bat, while another homeboy grabbed a knife and I mobbed with them. We cut across laws, behind an appartment complex, and through a hole in the fence where we came out new Beacon Ln. We spotted them and started toward them. There was about 5 of us and 10 or so of them, but most of them started running away. We caught up to 2 of them who did not run annd they realized that they made a mistake. They showed us where the bike was and we warned them not to try and fuck around like that again. We mobbed back to Ace's.
Not much more happened that night, besides a few minor fights here and there, but that is to be expected on Laws Avenue. Later that night, me and Lil John mobbed around trying to come up, occasionaly taking breaks here and there to get high. We spit some freestyle flows, and bullshitted about different things, and about how he did not think highly of ATC anymore, so he has been giving thought to starting his own cliqe.
We chilled until the next day, before I went back to Waugh to shower and change. I did so pretty quick, then went up to Ford St. to score some more weed and money. I got a lift back to Laws and smoked some weed with Ace. I sent little John to go score me a bag of dope and he did so. He came back an hour later with a good bag and some extra money he made. We went and got high at his house and headed back to Ace's. John took off after that to make more money and dope. Laws was crazy this day because it was the first of the month. It reminded me of commesary day in jail. People running back and forth like headless chickens, the street full of cars driving by, stopping, and people walking all around, probably over 90% of them looking for dope. Dope is like water on Laws Ave. Nearly everybody you see is either a dealer, assisting a dealer, or just a tweeker looking to score some shit, or already tweekin.
Later that evening a few different people came to Ace's looking to score some shit. Conley came by and I gretted him sense I have'nt seen him for a while. Then he pulled me asside and told me that this other dude that was there ripped off one of his friends for lots of weed and money. Soon after he stepped up to the dude and called him on it. The dude made some stupid ass excuses and comments. Among some of those were how he should'nt be fucked with, and how he is so tough because he came from Sacramento.
That is where I came in and told him that Being from sacramento don't mean shit. He got mouthy with me also and asked if I wanted to see. I told him I did and started taking off my jacket. Ace seen me and asked that I be cool sense he has a warrant and did not need cops there. I said ok. Before Ace interupted I already seen the dude's expression change as soon as I started to take off my jacket. I would have fucked that punk up and I think I am still going to here real soon. Little John will take me to where he lives, and be there along with a few others while I stomp the fuck out of this weak little Sactown fagget. I don't care who jumps in, his homies will fukin die too if that is what needs to happen. Then I will tell him-"welcome to U-town BITCH".. I can't wait. I pulled Conly asside and brought up the possibility of getting him when he walks away. We were going to until Ace said he did not want that happening around his house, so we all decided that Conley will call his homeboy who was ripped off, and see exactly whats up, and get details, then call me up if we needed to go take care of this dude. I will see in a few days what will happen. I might just decided to go get him anyway, regardless of what happens, just because I don't like punks like him and he already made it on my hit list. Finaly we all went upstairs and smoked some bud. Even the dude who was with the pussy, who I have known for a while, said that the guy was not even his friend and that he is stupid.
We chilled untill night-then I went and got some more weed. I got a ride of Kayla's dad, who was so fuckin tweeked out he couldnt drive right. We made it though, and went to Blockbuster so Kayla could get some PS2 games. I walked out because Kayla's dad was tweekin out so bad that costumers were starting to turn their heads. When they got out we went to the car and drove back to laws. Kayla's dad lit up a joint of some killer ass dank that got me so fucking stoned that I had to smoke a couple more bowls of some good dope just to revive myself from being so god damn comatosed. We got high on dope a little more, then started smoking weed until I passed out. I woke up the next morning. I smoked a little shit to wake me up then wen't to catch JJ who just showed up and left not knowing we were awake. We did not find him, but still had fun just walking around. Little John spotted a couple scraps that drove by in a pick-up, and ran after it outnumbered and not giving a fuck. They did not stop. Little John is a little nutty fucker that just don't give a fuck. That is why I get along with him so well I guess. That is also why he always gets jumped, and why the scraps try so hard to take him out. I remember one incident where he attacked a couple scraps, one who had a pistol, with only a brick or chunk of Concrete. He got shot at but did not get hit and fucked up one of the Scraps. He was lucky as fuck.
I hung out on Laws some more before heading back to Waugh. I kicked back for a while before passing out and sleeping all that day (yesterday), until today (just a bit ago). Now here I am and I am about to get ready to go out and do something. I will check back in the future and write another entry if I have time.
It's been a very lively and hectic few days. I saw Austin days ago and he hooked me up with a FAT bag of Shit. He got me some good prope cut with Crystal for very cheap. He rolled bowls with me for a while before I got mine, while we cruised around taking care of buisness. We had to go out of town to get it, but it was worth it. He hooked it up and we rolled bowls on the way back to Ukiah. He dropped me off and I went to work soon after. After work I went home and waited for Falynn and Eric to call because they were coming to town. I changed my clothes and cleaned up a bit, then they picked me up after they called and we cruised down to Laws Ave. where her cousin just moved. It was crazy because he cousin moved 2 doors down from her Ace Dogg (Falynn's Ex) lives. We sat there and rolled bowls, and tweeked out for most of the night and the next morning. I also got to meet and bullshit with this dude that Falynn and Eric brought down who turned out to be pretty cool. Later the next day, after being tweeked out of my mind, they decided to give the dude a lift home and come back, so I had them drop me off at home so I could take a shower and change. I got done cleaning up and did some shit around the house, and smoked some dope. Falynn called later on and told me about the fight that they had, where Eric fucked up some drunk dude and she fought some other hoe. She said that they will probably take longer then expected sense all this shit happened.
I got high some more and went and fucked off around town for a while, and came back that night.
I finaly got my dope bong to work perfectly and started hitting on that for a while. I sat and smoked dope all night and got SOOOO fucking high that I could not think straight. I guess I fucked up because I was sitting in my room the next morning when my mom comes storming in, yelling and cussing because she found my bag of dope that I apparantly left out in the open in the bathroom. She threw my dope down on the table and stormed out. I'm glad she didnt try to throw my shit away or anything like that. Later that morning she came back home and made me breakfast which was pretty cool. I guess she felt bad maybe about getting after me for having dope in her house. I ate breakfast and went back to my room for a while. Then she decided to leave again. A little bit later Falynn called and said she was on her way to go see me. Her and Eric came over and I loaded a good size bowl of dope in the pyrex and fixed up the bong. We hit the bong a couple of times, before my mom snuck in while I was in the middle of taking a hit. She got pissed off and told us all to leave. We left and drove up to the hills where we sat and got tweeked then drove down to Laws Ave. We sat for a while in her cousins pad, then I decided to call Ace Dogg when it got late enough for him to possibly be awake. During this time we saw Pancho and invited him to come in. Pancho had a couple different kinds of dope and we smoked a few bowls of each. I went to wake Ace Dogg up after awhile sense he was still not awake and smoked a bowl of dank with him. I chilled at Ace's pad for a while. A bit later Lil' John came around, as well as a few other homies and Ace's cousins. We all had a fat smoke-out, and then went outside to hang out.
I took notice right away that ever few minnutes, a car-load of Scraps drove by and knew that the street was going to heat up soon. I mentioned this to little John and he thought the same. It was not long after, that soon Laws was filled with a bunch of Nortenos and Peckerwoods standing around bullshitting, waiting for some shit to come down. The Nortenos and the woods kind of have a working relationship here in U-town, sense we both have fought the same enemy and often share Teritorys. In fact when I was chillin with Austin a couple days before we went to a Norteno's pad and smoked some dope with him, and I talked to him about things that went on and how we help each other, etc.. The war on Ford street and the Plaza was brought up, and he mentioned how him and his North Side homeboys respected us for helping them get the Scraps off of ford. The Nortenos on Ford are part of the same Norteno Gang on Laws so I was pretty sure that we would have the same kind of welcome as before. Finaly, the sun started going down and people were starting to get wild and crazy. I could feel the tension, and addrenelan in the air. The whole neighborhood was hyped up and ready for the shit to fly. I got a ride to Ford so I could score some more herb and get some money, then went back to laws. I chilled for a while, with the Northern and Peckwerwood homeboys, while all the kids played football in the middle of the street. One of the kids got hit by a car that was passing by, and soon they all were chasing after the car about to rip the guy out of his window. They all might of been little kids, but most of them have already been introduced to the Gang Life and have joined gangs themselves. A few small fight here and there broke out, but nothing that was not a normal day-to-day thing for Laws Ave. Me and little john finaly hooked up with some more dope and we went and smoked some off and on for a while, until Falynn told me that her and eric were leaving. I have a feeling that they just did not want to be around when the street got wild, so they left. By this time there was even more Surenos driving by, but they were chased away by the Nortenos. Little John managed to throw a rock and hit the driver right in the head, while another got stomped before they got away. Another Sureno's car was slightly damaged but I was not there to see it at the moment. We wen't back to Ace's and chilled some more, and I occasionaly went down to Little John's house to roll some more bowls with him and his cracked out mom. Later that night we were sitting back at Ace's house while Lil' John was out trying to make a come up. Ace's little cousin Joey came in with some of his friends, telling Ace that some gang bangers jumped him and stole his bike. Ace and his Cousin Justin grabbed a bat, while another homeboy grabbed a knife and I mobbed with them. We cut across laws, behind an appartment complex, and through a hole in the fence where we came out new Beacon Ln. We spotted them and started toward them. There was about 5 of us and 10 or so of them, but most of them started running away. We caught up to 2 of them who did not run annd they realized that they made a mistake. They showed us where the bike was and we warned them not to try and fuck around like that again. We mobbed back to Ace's.
Not much more happened that night, besides a few minor fights here and there, but that is to be expected on Laws Avenue. Later that night, me and Lil John mobbed around trying to come up, occasionaly taking breaks here and there to get high. We spit some freestyle flows, and bullshitted about different things, and about how he did not think highly of ATC anymore, so he has been giving thought to starting his own cliqe.
We chilled until the next day, before I went back to Waugh to shower and change. I did so pretty quick, then went up to Ford St. to score some more weed and money. I got a lift back to Laws and smoked some weed with Ace. I sent little John to go score me a bag of dope and he did so. He came back an hour later with a good bag and some extra money he made. We went and got high at his house and headed back to Ace's. John took off after that to make more money and dope. Laws was crazy this day because it was the first of the month. It reminded me of commesary day in jail. People running back and forth like headless chickens, the street full of cars driving by, stopping, and people walking all around, probably over 90% of them looking for dope. Dope is like water on Laws Ave. Nearly everybody you see is either a dealer, assisting a dealer, or just a tweeker looking to score some shit, or already tweekin.
Later that evening a few different people came to Ace's looking to score some shit. Conley came by and I gretted him sense I have'nt seen him for a while. Then he pulled me asside and told me that this other dude that was there ripped off one of his friends for lots of weed and money. Soon after he stepped up to the dude and called him on it. The dude made some stupid ass excuses and comments. Among some of those were how he should'nt be fucked with, and how he is so tough because he came from Sacramento.
That is where I came in and told him that Being from sacramento don't mean shit. He got mouthy with me also and asked if I wanted to see. I told him I did and started taking off my jacket. Ace seen me and asked that I be cool sense he has a warrant and did not need cops there. I said ok. Before Ace interupted I already seen the dude's expression change as soon as I started to take off my jacket. I would have fucked that punk up and I think I am still going to here real soon. Little John will take me to where he lives, and be there along with a few others while I stomp the fuck out of this weak little Sactown fagget. I don't care who jumps in, his homies will fukin die too if that is what needs to happen. Then I will tell him-"welcome to U-town BITCH".. I can't wait. I pulled Conly asside and brought up the possibility of getting him when he walks away. We were going to until Ace said he did not want that happening around his house, so we all decided that Conley will call his homeboy who was ripped off, and see exactly whats up, and get details, then call me up if we needed to go take care of this dude. I will see in a few days what will happen. I might just decided to go get him anyway, regardless of what happens, just because I don't like punks like him and he already made it on my hit list. Finaly we all went upstairs and smoked some bud. Even the dude who was with the pussy, who I have known for a while, said that the guy was not even his friend and that he is stupid.
We chilled untill night-then I went and got some more weed. I got a ride of Kayla's dad, who was so fuckin tweeked out he couldnt drive right. We made it though, and went to Blockbuster so Kayla could get some PS2 games. I walked out because Kayla's dad was tweekin out so bad that costumers were starting to turn their heads. When they got out we went to the car and drove back to laws. Kayla's dad lit up a joint of some killer ass dank that got me so fucking stoned that I had to smoke a couple more bowls of some good dope just to revive myself from being so god damn comatosed. We got high on dope a little more, then started smoking weed until I passed out. I woke up the next morning. I smoked a little shit to wake me up then wen't to catch JJ who just showed up and left not knowing we were awake. We did not find him, but still had fun just walking around. Little John spotted a couple scraps that drove by in a pick-up, and ran after it outnumbered and not giving a fuck. They did not stop. Little John is a little nutty fucker that just don't give a fuck. That is why I get along with him so well I guess. That is also why he always gets jumped, and why the scraps try so hard to take him out. I remember one incident where he attacked a couple scraps, one who had a pistol, with only a brick or chunk of Concrete. He got shot at but did not get hit and fucked up one of the Scraps. He was lucky as fuck.
I hung out on Laws some more before heading back to Waugh. I kicked back for a while before passing out and sleeping all that day (yesterday), until today (just a bit ago). Now here I am and I am about to get ready to go out and do something. I will check back in the future and write another entry if I have time.
