My dad is really racists. Some of you have probably met him actually. He comes to the dyno days and drift days sometimes. He's real cool in general...he's just a racists. I guess that's an oxymoron. I hate that part about him. When I was growing up he never used the N word. But for some reason I always knew not to bring a black person home. It was like an unsaid thing. I mean I guess he had said it at some point...but nothing that I remember specifically. All of that being said, I have 3 sisters....they all date black men ONLY

My sister Tammy actually has a baby by a black man. I always tell my dad this is what he gets for being so against black people. Once he figured out the next oldest daughter was dating black men...he started making a big deal out of it. He actually kicked her out of the house when she was 17...the last month of her senior yar. She never graduated because of it. We didn't speak for 4 years over that situation. It's wierd cuz when black peole are around, he will definately talk to them and be nice....but he doesn't want them in his house. He says he was raised that way. Well, I was raised that way and I fucking hate it. I hate it most for my sisters because during the holidays I can bring my BF, but they can't bring theirs. So we always have an after dad's house party for all of their BF's at my house
When I moved from MIA to Ocala, I had white people be racists against me..I guess it was against me and my friends really. Comming from MIA, baggy clothes and big hoop earing with you name in them and bandannas in your hair were the style. In Ocala it was boots and wranglers....blah! I kind of just naturally gravitated to the black crowd in school. I ended up getting expelled my junior year and expelled 20 smething times my senior year for fighting....girls that would call me a nigger lover
At the first Drift Fury (Marlon was there with me), I saw this big cloud of burn out smoke comming from where the bikers were all lined up. So I ran over there to tell them to stop. I just in general yelled at everyone. It just so happened that they were all black. I couldn't see that origionally. There were so many people there I could just see the smoke throught he crowd. They all started yelling at me telling me I was only upset cuz they were black. I couldn't at that point explian to them that that's not the reason at all. I mean, I have black people in my family.
They were all ganging up on me about it. I hate that they pulled the race card on me. It hurt my feelings. It hurt my feelings that I couldn't make them understand that wasn't the reason at all. I would have yelled if it was a group of white people. Luckily Marlon was there to stand up for me as good as he could.
Sometimes I feel a little uncomfortable around black people and I feel myself acting different to prove that I'm not racists. Sometimes I say thing that are a little off and I realize after I say them that it came out wierd. Then i find myself trying to expain so they understand and that only makes it worse

I like hanging out with black people and I want to be accepted by them. I know I shouldn't try to act a certain way, but sometimes I do unknowingly.
This is all just jibber jabber that I'm writing. I really just want to say that I wish racism wasn't such a factor in day to day life. I wish it never happened. I wish we could just make it go away. I'm sorry for anyone that has experienced it on any level. It just sucks.