Rikers Landlord

Here I am only 15 yrs old and on Rikers Island. I'm not going to front at first
I was scared but you cant show anyone any type of fear or else they feed off of that and use it against you. They will make you do things you never
even thought of and make you there bitch and slave.
I was housed in something like a dorm room, only there are no doors
and everything is in the open.
So I had already been assigned my bed and locker and everything and was trying to just
chill out and go over in my head how the fuck I got there to begin with. In a place like Rikers
you never get a moments piece so trying to clear ones head is like trying to light a fire with wet matches.
My first couple of days were going fine. I started getting the swing of things, and how
things were done. It amazed me how quickly people could adapt to such surroundings. It also amazed me how people would let other people 
run them because 
they were so scared to either fight or stand up for themselves.
Anyway after lunch I had came back to the dorm to just chill out, maybe read, or maybe
if I was lucky catch some sleep. As soon as I laid my head on my pillow I saw 2 black girls
coming up to my bunk. I sat up quickly, and when I realized they were coming to me I stood up.
I remember saying in my head try to stay as close to the wall as possible that way no one
can get you from behind. The bigger of the 2 came up to me saying that she ran this house and I had to pay her rent if I wanted to stay there without any trouble. So I responded with "oh really no one told me that". She came back with "well I'm telling you now, and if you don't give me everything you got I'm going to take it from you".
I put my head down and my hands up saying  " Look I don't want any trouble". As soon as the word "trouble" was finished I just started hitting her as hard and as fast as I could. I caught her wayyy off guard because she thought I was scared, and that quote "I didn't want any trouble".
So we fought, I fucked her up, and the other girl that was standing with her didn't say or do a dam thing. After it happened I went into the bathroom to clean up, I had gotten some blood on my hands and on the shirt I was wearing.
A few minutes later a CO came in to see what the noise was about, they went up to the black girl I just fought and asked her how it happened and who did it to her. She said that her and a friend were just playing and it was all in good fun. The CO was happy to hear it because they didn't want to have to take her to the medic, and they didn't want to write up the report. Just more work for them. Of course they knew it was bullshit but they could care less.
From then on no one messed with me, no one tried fucking with me and I tried to stay by myself really. I had a few girls that I would talk to and hang with here and there but most of the time I tried to just stay away from all that.
That was my one and only encounter while at Rikers.

2007

So 2007 was a crazy year right? Do you remember all the shit that went down? Well I didnt really either.
Anyway heres a few things that went down that should be mentioned.

Rosie & Donald Trump went at it
Sanjayas Hair
The start of Brittneys Breakdown (Shaved her hair)
NBA's John Amaechi Comes Out
RIP Anna Nicole Smith
Jennifer Hudson and Melissa Etheridge win Oscars
Sir Elton John turns 60
It's been 10 years since Ellen came out on her show
Rihanna's "Umbrella" premieres
Roseanne Barr puts her foot in her mouth
Fergie's "Big Girls Don't Cry" premieres
Rosie leaves The View early
It's "Paris Hilton Goes to Jail" month
Obama Girl makes her debut online
Lines form for the iPhone
Isaiah Washington gets axed from Grey's Anatomy
Kelly Clarkson cancels her tour
Posh and Becks move to L.A. 
Lindsay Lohan gets arrested
Beyonce bites it hard at her concert
Nicole Richie gets arrested
Amy Winehouse says "Yes" to rehab
Ms. South Carolina answers map question
O.J. gets arrested for armed robbery
Senate passes Matthew Shepard Hate Crimes Act
Gov. Schwarzenegger vetoes gay marriage bill
Ellen cries on her talk show about her dog, Iggy
Tila Tequila's bisexual dating show debuts on MTV
J.K. Rowling reveals Prof. Dumbledore is gay
Lance Bass Is A Fag (like we didnt already know?!?)
Nip/Tuck Season 5 Premires
Lindsay Lohan gets arrested....again
Liza Minnelli Collapses
Jodie Foster acknowledges her partner in a speech
Adrianne Curry's lesbian pics upset Peter Brady
Grandmaster Flash and The Furious Five becoming the first-ever hip-hop act to be inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame
Owen Wilson hospitalized
Kanye West Mother Died RIP

And heres some more stuff from Wikipedia

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2007


So its been one crazy year, what else will go down before the years end?

Bazz

Shabaz and I met for the first time in Cooper Projects in Brooklyn of course! He saw that I was jiggy and I also noticed the same about him. After a few words and some conversation we started hanging out tough.
I was young, about 14-15yrs old and he was about 30yrs old. "Bazz" had just came home from doing a 12 year bid in prison. He was about 6foot 5 and had mad weight to him. He was darker then dark as well. Most people who saw us walking together stopped and stared. I always got mad back then but after Bazz broke it down to me I kinda understood a lil better.
Most people who looked at us saw a 30 year old black dude with a young 15 year old white girl and probably thought that he was trying to rape me or something. Which was the total opposite. Bazz knew I didn't like men sexually and he also had a woman who stuck by him for most of his bid and he really cared for her as well.
Bazz and I were running partners mainly. Whatever we came off with we would break it right down the middle. I have to say we worked really well together because every single day and night we came off with mad money.
We did every kind of hustle. We even stuck up a numbers spot with 2 other dudes. I will never forget that. Bazz put me on to it and the dudes didn't want me there because I was a female and Bazz told them the fuck off. He told them that if I wasn't there then count him out, and that I had more heart and balls then most men.
The relationship between Bazz and I was like a brother sister type thing.
 Bazz taught me the
way of the game and the streets, looked out for me, and schooled me to things.
He also made sure no one fucked with me.
One time I went and copped some dope in Cooper and I didn't really know the dudes but copped from them anyways.  After I got my shit I heard one of the guys saying something nasty to me. I turned around and looked at them and realized that if I said something chances are I was either going to get the shit beat out of me or dragged to the roof and raped so I just turned right around and went on about my biz.
As soon as I saw Bazz he knew something was wrong and I told him what happened earlier. He walked me over to where the
 same guys were standing and 
told me to point out which ones disrespected me and so I did. Bazz went up to
them and told them that I was like a sister to him and that if he ever heard of something like that again he wouldn't even bother words. The guys didn't even dare
answer him back. Bazz had alot of juice in the streets.
About 2 weeks had passed and I hadnt heard anything from or about Bazz. I was worried that something really fucked up had happened to him. I ran into this dude name Dud who I knew from the streets and as soon as he saw me he said he had a message from Bazz. I eagerly awaited what he had to say as he stopped to light up a smoke. Dud said that he just got home from Rikers and that he ran into Bazz while in there. Bazz got locked up on a robbery charge and was looking
at alot of time because of his record. Dud handed me a piece of paper with Bazz's name and numbers and Bazz asked if I could write to him.
I wrote to him as much as I could and we kept in contact for awhile. Next thing I know about 2months go by and no word from Bazz. I wrote again, and still nothing. I didn't give up
and kept on writing and yet again nothing.
Its been years since I last heard from Bazz and I still think and wonder where he is, if hes ok, if hes even alive.
Even though we got high together and did bad things I still love him like a brother and wish nothing bad upon him. This hard ass thug had a soft spot for me and did right by me. I really wish I knew if he was ok or not.  

Wrong Place, Wrong Time

Its about 1:30pm and Gypsy and I just got off the bus up on 5th Avenue. We needed a few things in Rite Aid so we went in to get them. While we were in there I took 2 lipsticks for Gypsy. The ones I took are the new Beyonce ones from Loreal. Gypsy wanted them and they were about $12 bucks
each so fuck that if I 
can get away with taking them then I'm going to and so I did. We went up and paid for the other shit we got and then left. After that we walked by one of those discount stores and got a nice shoulder fleece to have for when we sit on the computer at night so were not to cold.
After getting that we then walked over to Dunkin Doughnutsand saw this guy Joe. Joe is a known pill dealer and we have both known him for years. So we went and said hello to him and he stopped us saying "look at those 2guys across the street don't they look like cops to you". After looking at them we both told him they were no doubt cops and Joe said he has a funny feeling in his gut not to stay there. Gypsy said "always go with your gut", and then we walked in to Dunkin. Gypsy went right to the counter to order for us and I went and put our bags down on the seat for us to have a table to sit at and also said hello to a friend of ours named Jen. I then go and start walking towards Gypsy when I feel a tug on my jacket. I pulled away from the tug and looked to see who the fuck was trying to pull me. As soon as I turned my head I saw a big gold shield in my face. I said to the cop "Yea and".  Next thing I know there were 3 other cops running in and screaming at everyone to put there hands on the glass or in plain sight. At this time Gypsy is yelling "baby do you want the white hot chocolate or the regular one", not even realizing what is going on. Finally after she looks and also hears whats going on she comes over asking what the fuck there doing. One of the cops told her to shut up and mind her business if not she was going to jail. I just gave her a look like don't sweat it, I didn't do shit and there just fucking with me.
They then tell everyone to go outside and they kept Jen inside with her kids. Jen said "I'm here with my kids whats the problem", the cop responded with "well you shouldn't have your fucking kids here". "I shouldn't have my kids in Dunkin Doughnuts" she says.
Her little daughter was crying and her lil son was just sitting on her lap. The cops searched the kids coats and everything and then finally let Jen go.
Now I'm outside standing next to this bitch name Gina, whos Joes girlfriend by the way, when I see a black patty wagon pull up and then a minute later I see a white van pull up in front of it. The door opens on the white van and I see my homeboy Terrence and my friend James handcuffed and they moved them to the black patty wagon.
After standing there for a few and being harassed they let me and Gina go. They didn't run my name or anything. All he did was ask what I had on me and looked in my pockets but not really well.
After they let Gina go they followed her and caught up with Joe and took him in as well.
All this for what? Terrence had 1bag one him and James had 2. I'm not sure what they got on Joe but it couldn't have been much because Joe left early that day because he didn't feel right. They knew that Gypsy and I were together but yet they only fucked with me and not her. After they let me go I asked one of the cops what was that all about, why did you stop me like that. He said that he saw me talking to Joe, which I admitted to him and that Joe told me to come back in 20minutes which he NEVER said. So I said to the cop "how would you know what he said to me can you read lips"? He said "do you want to get locked up, keep talking and you will" like that's supposed to scare me or something.
I just fucking hate the way they went about it and the way they acted. They acted as if they were busting in on a house with kilos of fucking drugs you know?!
This was truely a example of being at the wrong place at the wrong time!

Heroin Burrito

Check it out!

Now this is my kind of take out!
Did she REALLY think she was going to get away with that? Maybe in a detox or something but not a fucking Prison!
I do have to give her props for trying something new and different!

Sour Diesel?

First off let me say a BIG thank you for those that said a prayer 
or kept me in your thoughts 
with whats been going on at my moms house.
The workers came over at about 8:30am today and they came with the big ass machines and drilled 4 big holes in my street, sidewalk, and garden. After replacing the pipe they got done at around 4:oopm. It was a big ass job and they did it well. We had the best of the best doing it and I am happy with what they have done.
Gypsy had alot of running around to do today. She had to go to the dry cleaners to drop off some things because were going to a Party that her company is throwing for X-mas. Then she had to go to the dentist and then to work at 3:oopm.  On her way to the cleaners she ran into this grimy fuck named Pepp. Pepp is a walking pharmacy, he sells Xanax, catapress, weed, dope, and crack. Gypsy wanted to get some weed for herself and asked what he had. He said he had dimes of "sour diesel", whatever the fuck that is, and showed them to her. Now if its one thing my wife knows its her fucking weed. This dude is trying to sell nickels off as dimes when there smaller then mice shit. So my wife told him either you give me 2 for 10 or I'm not giving you shit plain and simple! So he went on complaining how he would be short if he did but he gave it to her. Then he went on and on about how he pays $4,000 per pound of weed and where he lives and all this and that.
Now Gypsy told me all this over the phone so when I saw Pepp his first words to me were "Did you see your wife today". "No not yet" I said.
"do you know where shes at". "She should be on her way to work by now"
He came out with some bullshit that he gave my wife a short for 5bucks and he needs it.
I said "my wife told me that she TOLD you that she was only going to give to 10 if you gave her 2 of those small as nickels you got"! His face went white!
"No....ummmm....I meant that by giving her the bag I'm going to be short and if you could maybe front me the 3.....5bucks till I see you next"
I told him your dealing all that shit and you aint got 5bucks to put in from another fucking product? WTF kinda lame shit is that?!
"Na.........ummmmmm.....its that the....urrr...umm..weed is $6,ooo per pound and"
I stopped him in mid-sentence
"I thought it was $4,ooo per pound"
He was now whiter than me! This fucking ASSHOLE!
he didn't know what to say after that. He THOUGHT in his lil pea head that me and wife because we hadn't seen each other yet that we hadn't spoken and I was going to believe that he gave her a short and give him the rest of the money.
Now let me point out all the things he did wrong
He THOUGHT he could get over on me when that rarely happens if ever.
He THOUGHT me and my wife didn't talk to each other.
He THOUGHT I was going to simply take his word that my wife owed him money.
He doesn't know that my wife doesn't borrow anything from anyone and neither do I. I would rather do without then ask one of these fucks for anything, and frankly were not that bad off to really want for anything.

I mean me and Gypsy try our best not get get into the mix of this shit and all the BS that comes with being on a program.
If we do hang out we stay by ourselves and maybe 1 or 2 other people and mind our own. No matter what you do these muthafuckas are so miserable that they will say or do anything to bring you down with them.
I hate when anyone thinks that they can get over on me and love it when I prove them fucking wrong.
Why because I'm white, because I'm a female or because I'm not over fucking 40?? Don't let any of that fool you, I have been in this game too dam long and seen alot and been threw alot to let a scum like this nigga Pepp get over on me or my fucking wife.

Broken Pipe, Broken Down

First off I'm sorry for not posting more but once you read what the fuck is going with me then I only hope you can understand as to why.
Right now theres some major shit going on in my moms house. A main water main pipe busted and is now leaking in our basement as well as our neighbors basement as well. We had someone say it might be a city pipe and they need to do the repairs and they are responsible for it but they came and looked and they are not my mother is. Now she is having a whole crew come tomorrow, they are going to have a big machine because the street needs to be ripped up and as well as some of our sidewalk to replace the broken pipe. This is a $7,500 job but my mother because of who she knows got them to knock it down to $4,000.
We thought that we were covered under our home-owners insurance not to pay for the clean up and all the water damage that has happened because of it but guess what, yea you guessed right were not fucking covered.
Now my mother is a 63 years old women with diabetes and shes just a fucking train wreck right now. My brother is being a scumbag as always and she called him to tell him that were not covered and can he please help with the clean up and his response was that he didn't have time and he wanted to spend more time with his family. Isn't your mother your family you might ask? No I guess not, he considers his wife and 2 children his family till he needs a fucking favor right?
My mother also told him that her sugar was at 203 the highest it has ever been and his response was "I don't give a fuck", of course that made my mother feel fucking worse and I'm trying to calm her down and let her know that no matter fucking what I will make sure that this gets taken care of and if I have to go and pump the water out and clean the fucking basement myself then so be it.
Just alot of fucking BULLSHIT going on right now and I feel so bad for my mom, shes just so nervous no matter what I tell her to try to calm her nerves.
So please people whatever higher power you have, if you do please say a lil prayer for me that everything gets taken care of and everything gets done and nothing else goes fucking wrong like this, at least till after the new year.

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Laundry Night

Just alot of everything going on lately in my life. The holidays are coming and I am so not ready for them. I don't even want them to come tell you the truth.
I have to shop only for a few people. My mom, my wife, and my 2 nephews that's about it. I want to surprise Gypsy with everything she wants for X-mas. I want to get her gifts that when she sees them she will just melt. She always gives me hints as to what she likes an wants so shes easy to buy for. My mom is always hard to shop for. She never tells me what she likes and she always says  "don't buy me anything, I'm too
old for that"
Now you know good and well that if I don't get her anything she will hold it against me for years to come!
Right now I'm doing laundry down the block and ran home to feed my animal children. Bandit is running around nuts as always and Harley is right behind him barking and trying to play with him.
Other than that nothing big or really interesting has been going on. I hope everyone is doing well and all that good shit.
Peace!

*TAGGED*

I HAVE BEEN TAGGED!

* Link to the person’s blog who tagged you.
* Post these rules on your blog.
* List seven random and/or weird facts you have learned in recovery. (This is where I’m changing it to seven things I’m grateful to have learned in recovery.)
* Tag seven random [?] people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs.
* Let each person know that they have been tagged by posting a comment on their blog

The Inmates Wife is the one that tagged me.

Im not really in recovery so I'm just going to list 7 things that I'm most grateful for.

1. My wife and family. Without them I dont know where I would be. My mother has stood by me in trying times and done nothing but support me. My wife Gypsy has been with me for almost 4years and we have been threw thick and thin. i love her with all my heart and would do anything for her.

2. My animals. I love them as if they were my children. I treat my own like that as well as all others I come in contact with. I love being able to help them and be the there voice when no one else stands up for them!

3. My freedom. Alot of my friends and some family is locked away in a cage and not able 
to do the simple things that most people take advantage of. Being able to go outside and sit in the sun whenever you choose. Being able to pick up the phone and call someone you love when you want. Simple things like these are things that people in prison do not have the luxery of being able to do whenever they please.

4. My friends. I dont have many that I consider close friends but the ones that I do are
very near and dear to me. They have shown me thoughout the years that they have my back
and will be there for me no matter what. I also show them the same. If I am your friend I am there till the end. I give everyone one chance, as soon as you fuck me over once then you will never ever have me as 
a friend again.

5. I'm grateful to be able to take myself as I am flaws and all. I know Im not perfect and no one
is. I except who I am and love myself no matter what. If someone doesnt like me for whatever reason thats there 
problem not mine. I dont go around trying to please people and if you cant take me for who I am
then I wouldnt consider you a real friend anyway.

6. My online family. These are people that I havent even met face to face and already consider them to be some of my closest friends. I can only hope to meet all of them someday. I have met only a few of the people I have spoken to online and wish to meet them all. I find it amazing how much I trust and love someone who I have never met face to face.

7. Hmmmm honestly I dont know what else I'm grateful for. So there it is my people. 
Now I have to tag 7 people? Shit.
Ok Im going to tag:

Peppa ~ Babs ~ Behind Pinned Eyes ~ Victoria ~ Michelle ~ Mother To An Addict ~