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, October 25, 2007

seesaw.

So ***** came up to me and was mildly annoying, but it was cool. from working with little kids, i have a pretty high tolerance for being annoyed. but yeah. i reminded him that his birthday was coming up and whatnot. do i still like him? ehhhh. i mean, he's cool, but i don't know if he's worth trying to invest in a long-term relationship. and odds are that he has little to no real interest in me, so i'mma leave it alone.

i want to do a crash diet.
=/
like... seriously.
i've been rolling the idea around in my head for a while now.
not for too long... maybe a week. sunday to sunday. between visits to Center Court, y'know?

hmmm.

Mikey admitted some stuff about himself today.
and then we talked on the phone for a while and i turned on my music and sang along, so he went quiet and listened.
then i got a text message that said:

"dunno if you singing to me or cuz you wanna but thank you. you're the first to do that with me. I truly do love you Naia."


everytime i feel myself drifting off from him, he says something like that.
i don't know if that's good or bad.

[ sighs ]

i need to go to bed.
but i just ate and i feel bloated.

[ cries ]


ah, well.


pAce.

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