it started in Zouk, but it will end in Times Square

2005 stank like the rubbish barge that just passed your house. the source no where in sight, but the stench still lingering in the air. though i must admit that i was very blessed, there really were a great number of regrets for a year, too many mistakes made and too many lessons that need to be learned. but this year, this year will be different. i will get into college, we'll win some medals, we'll be outta this shit. By november i'll be high and dry.

what began in Zouk will end in Times Square.