naia. twenty. african-american. bronx born. harlem raised. random. preacher's kid. hyperempathist. aspiring designer.
co-founder of ORIGIN8TY9INE. renovative. messy neat freak. spiritual. extroverted introvert. bookworm. talkative. asshole.
gospel rapper. in love with love. writer & poet. imaginocreative. something like a singer. high quality example of intelligent design. mp3/internet/cell phone junkie. macs are evil. fragile heart. tough shell. txt msg'r. therapist. introspective. overprotective. night owl.
i'm not a player, i just crush a lot?

Thursday, August 23, 2007

STL.

so i'm here. for REAL, for real. all moved into my dorm. my thumb's bleeding from biting my nails... don't ask. i kinda just want to take a shower and go to bed, but people are out there socializing and whatnot... it's only 11:40 here, so i guess it's okay. maybe i'm still on NY time. the food rocks hard. i had a chicken and cheese quesadilla not long ago, which was the reason i initially decided to stay in my dorm rather than go out and talk. it's a pretty messy quesadilla; no one needed to see chicken and black olive slices falling out of my food while i try to keep sour cream from going everywhere; not a good look. i want more soda. i'm so about to go downstairs and get one from the machine. my friend dionne already went to her dorm to sleep. i'm about to do the same, after i call my parents and tell them what time to be here tomorrow. they left me at about 4:45 in the afternoon to go back to the hotel. they don't leave st. louis until monday. [ sighs ] i don't want to get rid of them, though. i know i'll be homesick once they leave. got a minor crush on an RA from another building... or floor.... i need to find out which. don't even know his name, but he's got gorgeous dark skin and great poofy, wild hair. awesome. my roommate just came to invite me to go upstairs to Danforth 4... and i hesitated. i'm good with people as long as i know at least one or two. i get horribly awkward in a room full of people i don't know. going back to cute guys on campus... saw a cute, baby-faced caramel dude with locks at the WUTube video challenge meeting. saw Seth at convocation. saw Josh [ drools ] while leaving the Bear's Den. that was wondefully awkward...

me: hey Josh.
Josh: (forgetting my name) heyyyy... how are ya?
me: (doesn't know if he's even actually talking to me, so just looks at him once and continues walking without saying anything)

great. anyway, i'm about to close this out. need to call my parents. stupid josh b'gosh is not picking up his phone. haven't spoken to mikey lately [ sighs ]. i miss him. i miss indigo being bad and biting my foot. i miss the soda i just drank. urrrggg.




pAce.

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