I am what I think I am. Im at a place in my life where it's either go hard or go home. I choose to go hard. Im disgusted with myself I mean ughh where do I start. I spin around and vomit...forget this student shit I need a new hustle. A little bit of everything, the new and improved Russell. Im becoming him. The person Im suppose to be. It's the process. Right now Im becoming something.The American Challenge; coming straight from the bottom to the top. Everyone likes a good story. We all have a story. Im think I've become the ambassador for the young hustlers; when my back's against the wall I react, secretly though, I know you admire that. Im a risk taker which already makes me half right. My President is black and my hustle ain't through. Hello America, Im ready--how about you?