Allow me to re-introduce myself: My name is...

George. Yes I'm 23, African-American and my name is George, so people in the street, stop saying: "That's not your real name. You don't look like a George." Really...WTF does a George look like?

Anyway, most of you who are reading this know at least lil something about me, so I won't give a full description of myself. I'll just tell you what's going on right now.

I guess I could complain, but anyday that I wake up is a blessing. Job situation is still sketchy. Relationship with the misses isn't "great" right now, but it's like that sometimes. I'm still living in a place I don't want to be living.

On a lighter note, I saw my favorite R&B singer, Jill Scott, in concert last week and it was the best show I've ever seen (Non-Go-Go). The next night I went to Dream and saw Common and he was pretty good, I guess I would have to know his music better to have appreciated the performance more. The highlight of that night is always going include alcohol, Big Tim and Josh. Big Tim was giving it to some girl and she was giving it right back...ALL NITE LONG!!!

The NCAA tournament is starting this week and I've already got my bracket filled out. My Final Four is Syracuse, North Carolina, Arizona and your 2005 National Champion Wake Forest. Yeah, I said Wake Forest. Regardless of the outcome, it should be a welcome diversion from some of things on my mind.

Here's your poetry of the session:

Maybe I'm trying to hard
Maybe not hard enough
It should be the time of my life
But it seems so rough

I'm constantly questioning
My life's track
Should continue on my path
Or should I take a step back

Because I'm still confused
On who I should be
Is this really the life
That I want for me

All the potholes in the road
Now look like ditches
Can I really achieve my dreams
And all my wishes

Where do I go
To find an answer
To a life that seems plagued
By a malignant Cancer

I look to God
And I hope and Pray
But I get more confused
Day by Day

They say life short
But the Days seem long
And my keeps playing
The same old song

Who am I supposed to be?
What am I supposed to do?
Where am I supposed to go?
To myself am I being true?