SupaJes Celebration time!!!! 10 years out of the Suck. 10 years of hair growth. Woo hoo! - July 07, 2011 add/view comments (0)

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I`m free from indentured servitude!!! It`s about time I did something to this page. Here`s a little something I have been waiting to write down. Let me know what ya`ll think. Untitled It's been almost 6 years that I have been waiting to write this down. I didn't have the courage to let others see why I don't frown. Death just licked on my face as I braced in this confused mind state. I didn't know what to think. It even hurt when I tried to open my eyes and blink. My body was in a cold sweat, my clothes drenched, head spinnin, splittin headache, bile regurgitation; even heart palpitations all in a matter of seconds. My brother rushed me to the hospital to do all this waitin while all them doctors are hatin, trying to see if I have insurance to cover the payment for treatment. Skin turning blue, temperature at 93 degrees, please bring some heating blankets before he starts to seize, cried the doctor to the nurses before my condition worsened. CAT scan, MRI, I'm thinking Lord will I die before I hit the age of 25? Doctors all in the room wondering whether to operate or to wait. They don't know if the aneurism is going to clot even more or bust causing a stroke giving me the impression my brain is frying like an egg yolk. Darkness takes over. Wake up and my eyes can't focus. Can't walk. Can't talk. My motor skills are done. Lord please help me cause this ain't no fun. Feelin like I'm drunk. Family and friends came to see me. I can't tell you who cause I couldn't see. My dad showed up talking to me in Spanish wondering why I could only mumble to him in English. Nurses bringing me hospital food and I'm being rude acting belligerent cause I feel real different. I'm supposed to be enjoying my mini vacation from indentured servitude. What can I do? My XO called and said everything would be okay but, I didn't realize that I was nothing more than a slave that's getting paid but, I'm afraid cause I'm a be layed out for days. What kind of reprise will I have to face? Rehab begins for all this damage and my top priority is to re-learn this language through cd's. As soon as my eyes can focus, I can begin to read. I can't put down much more cause the rest is a blur that comes sporadic and it's hard to endure. Just know that I didn't always speak with a Southern twang. I started with a New York slang but, you can't tell unless you knew me before Death rang. It may have been more than 30 years early but, I now realize I have the soul of an old mang By: Jesse Perez I can also be reached at Yahoo- SupaJes AIM- jes0101perez and oovoo- supajes From 718 to 813. Peace