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?

Monday, December 31, 2007

byebye2007.

yup. this is the last post of 2007.

a lot has happened this year, eh? whole lot.
i'd do a year in review, but my memories are already at least partially catalogued.

AND AWWWW @ DREYFACE
lmao, santananananananana told me, lmfao.
SHANANANANANNANANANANANANNANANANA
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santana in pajamas: lmao,youre so cool. me & him was talking about you the other night.
santana in pajamas: ..said youre an angel.
naia: [ blinks ] wow. lmfao, i mean, i'm quite flattered, but i wouldn't say all that.
naia: i'm just your friendly neighborhood crazy kid, lol
santana in pajamas: true. he's just really fond of you. -nods-
naia: awwww.
naia: i'mma blawg this ish
santana in pajamas: LMAO. <3


i'm listening to jesus music, as my roommate likes to call it :]
[hezekiah walker - do you know jesus.mp3]
we're going to watchnight service soon anyway.


so last night, kevin and i made a bet. since he's always falling asleep when i'm supposed to call him
[ FREEZE - let me make an example. so he's getting sleepy a few nights ago. he says to call him back in an hour and he'll be good. so i call like an hour and fifteen later... it took two times to get him to answer the phone, even though he admitted later that he heard the phone ring the first time and just didn't pick up because he was tired. smh. loserface <3 ]

SO... we made a bet. if he was asleep by the time i took a shower and called back, i won. if he was up, then HE won and i'd have to say "i love you, big daddy" lmfaoooo. this kneegrow heere. so i refused to call him big daddy and he was like, well then, you gotta make up a nickname for me. that's your mission. i'm like, oh brother. so at first, i was just gonna say "baby" - simple, right? but i consulted alecia and we started googling boyfriend nicknames. lmfaooooo these people out here are a trip. talmbout some "Adorable Dude" and "MonkeyBuns". so we agreed on "Chunky Bunny" HA! Kevin called me back while we were still on AIM giggling over these nicknames, asking "what happened, i thought you were supposed to call me". he was confused when i called him Chunky Bunny, though. "i'm not chunky". lmao, alecia was like "you're not a bunny, either" LMFAO. i love my friends. so to try and get me back, he started calling me snickerdoodle. LMFAO <3.

I DON'T KNOOOOW WHAT YOU BEEN TOLD IN YO EAR BUT I HEAR IT'S GOING DOWN
SOMEBODY GOTTA
DIE!

lmfao. hearts for lupe fiasco.


LMFAO @ Kevin on the phone right now singing "just keep swimming! just keep swwiiiiiiimmming!"

[ phone conversation snapshot - yesterday, about 2 am ]

Me: what day is it today?
Kevin: today? the 31st.
Me: no, not tomorrow.. even though it's today. i mean... like... not today-today... like... yesterday-today.
Kevin: [ pauses ] oh. the 30th.
Me: thank you.
Kevin: it's terrible that we're both retarded enough to know what we're talking about.

[ /end phone conversation snapshot ]

HA
me loves my chunky bunny


DEUCES, NEGROES!
see y'all in '08!





pAce.

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