dumpling.

I had a chance to peek a factory really early in the morning. workers get up 6:30 in the morning, everyday.  In japan, I grow up seeing my dad putting nice suits in the morning to go to work. He always provided. I miss my dad sometimes.

Economy is bad, It was nice doing club appearances, car shows and get Gs. and still complain about the hotel didn’t have good mini bars. I have mad respect on( why am I black all of sudden? that I don’t know.)ppl who work, taco bell, janitor, whatever. You gotta pay your bills. Hope you don’t give up on your dream. At this Chinese restaurant, there was this older Hispanic lady who made dumplings. Everyday, she sits at the same spot. When she smiles at me, It’s like a million bucks. I’m like ahh..I wanna buy her a house too. Wondering how she’s doing.

No, my name is not Oprah.