The Awakening Experience

Journal Entry # 9 5-30-07
RMC- West Unit

I start this entry off with the saying: “Keep it real with others and they will keep it real with you”… Real recognize real as some may say. I say that everybody recognizes real! That’s a good thang too; especially in a place like prison, where you’re unable to earn a income unless you hustle, or have family support. Just a minute ago a jit ask me for a stamped envelope. He was willing to give me his breakfast tray. I don’t have what I need- Well, I want say that; because I do have everything I need to survive… I don’t have a stamp or envelope at the time since I fresh in and still awaiting my account to be turned on; but it’s a good thang I know a few convicts from my 1st bid that’ll do me a favor until then. In and outside off these prison gates; dudes will vouch that I am a stand up guy. I want use the word real, since dude use it out of context. So, I’ll say authenticity- if it’s even a word, lol! Too lazy to hunt down a dictionary; so I’ll just go with it. I got several offers form dudes in here to loan me what I needed until my account was turned on; but that’s the 1st sign of weakness- Desperation! I humbly declined because I’m patience enough to wait. If I would’ve display the same patience on the streets I wouldn’t be here. But if was a fifth, we’d all be drunk! Can’t dwell on past mistake, though; just have to learn from them?
I just go to the west unit today; which means I’ll sit here for about a month or so until my bus to my main camp comes through. I don’t have a clue where I’m going until I get there. I don’t have a clue where I’m goin; however, I can’t wait to get there. Time goes by a lot faster once you get settled at your permanent camp. The officers here are more strict,, the clothes are warn and ragged. Most importantly, I have to be at my permanent camp for 30 days until I’m illegible for work release. I finally received a letter from my lady last night. Well it was a card. Nonetheless, I was happy to hear from her and the girls. I guess she couldn’t write into words how much she misses me; and chose to let the card speak for her. She’s really a beautiful woman from the inside out. And if she listens, I’m gonna do my damnest to make her happy. Life is so unpredictable at times; because I honestly couldn’t foresee us being together. And honestly if it wasn’t for this case; I’m not sure if we would? All I did is adjusting to the situation. In life you have to go with what’s good for you at the time. After doing so; I concluded that at the present time- we are good for eachother. Sure, we have our issues with small things; with me it’s the weight, lol! I’m so damn picky- but, I like what I like! With her it’s my complaining about the small things like weight. Although, I don’t intend to settle; I will compromise on what’s best. And over all she passed the ultimate test… I mean not every woman is willing to stick with their dude during a prison bid. So with that alone; I’m truly thankful. Til pen meets paper again…

-Banditti the don