-All in a day in a Federal Prison-
Friday, December, 28, 07
Time: 6:00
I wake up, brush my teeth, wash my face make up my steel bunk( which we call a bed). I start my work detail cleaning up the laundry room that I get paid 60 cent a day to do. After that, I may go to breakfast. But on this morning we had something they call "shit on a shingle" ( which consist of a hard biscuit and mystery gravy meat), and hot brown water that is supposed to be coffee and let's not forget about the hard fried potatoes. After I come from breakfast I watch a little CNN News to see what's going on in the world before I start the drug program called RDAP; Residential Drug Abuse Program. It's Monday - Friday, 7:30 am to 10:30 am. Which consist of talking about your criminal thinking errors, attitude adjustments, rational and irrational thinking to help you make better choices in life besides a criminal and drug abuse lifestyle. And believe it or not, I'm really getting something out of it. Now that the program is over for the day and I have about a hour or so to kill before lunch, I go to my cell to read. Chow is called and their serving dry tuna fish, dry cake, and a little bag of stale potato chips and warm brown water that's suppose to be tea. The meals here are something else. You would have to see it for yourself to belive it but just take my word. After lunch I go to school for two hours, I might as well get something out of it. A lot of guys just watch BET and read magazines all day when they could be doing something positive with their time to better themselves. After school I go back to my cell to read or take a nap until the 4:30 pm count that everybody has to stand up on. Dinner's about 5:45 pm and it's the worse meal of the day, turkey ham. What the pig had sex with the turkey? Now the day is about over so i go to the gym to workout until 8:30. That's when they call recall. That means everyone returns back to your unit. At that time I take a shower, maybe watch TV for an hour before it's lock down at 10 pm. In the cell me and my celly (cell mate) may talk or I will read or listen to the radio before we hit the lights for the night . And that's all in a day in a Federal Prison. Next day same thing, different day.
C.Smith
A Little About Me
What's up? Me, I can't complain because life is what you make it. Besides I'm in a bad situation but I'm making the best out of it. Any way let me start by introducing myself. My name is Conrad Smith. Friends call me Rad for short. I'm 32 years old. I like to travel and have fun. I've been doing this time by myself and now I'm a year from the front door. I was born and raised in Columbus, Ohio. The reason for me writing this is because I get lonely at times and could use some words of encouragement that I can take home and use to make it through life. I'm always open for some positive feedback, or insight on life that can help me better myself. So when you find the time, hit me up.
C.Smith
Bio:
Name: Conrad Smith
D.O.B. 2-16-75
Crime: Poss. of a Firearm
Time: 57 months
Date of Release: 1-14-09
Thursday, January 17, 2008
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You hang in there man. You are almost out. Everything happens for a reason and I am sure after your time in there, you'll never want to be back in there. Prayers for a fast release.
RT
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