I been unhappy for a while now. I told my sister that and she looked at me like I was crazy like I couldn’t of been unhappy. So I asked her what was the looked for she said “what the hell you mean you been getting everything you wanted since you was little”. Having everything handed to you does mean you happy, it was nice. Now that I think bout it who am I to complain about my life. There are people out there starving, who don’t know if they would wake up to see tomorrow . They probably switch lives with me in a heart beat. This may be true but I think I have the right to say I am unhappy if that’s how I feel at the moment. I don’t think I am happy with where my life is heading or where its not heading. The funny thing is I don’t know where its heading or where I want it to head. All I know is I want to make my family proud and I want to thank yaya for all the time and effort she put in raising me. Trust me I know it wasn’t easily. I am a little scared that I am not going to have enough time to do these things. Yaya is getting old and her health is also not to good. I am scared that she wouldn’t be here long enough for me to say thank you for just about everything the headaches, the love, the push, and the really long talks. Maybe that’s the reason I am unhappy is believe I don’t think I can thank her the right way in this short time.