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?

Saturday, January 19, 2008

goodafternoon.

i hadn't heard from him since last night, like around 1 am
which really ain't like him.
apparently, he got caught up in some mess.
he's supposed to call me
but ehhh... i don't know if he will.


i need to get out of the dorm for a bit.
at least for an hour.
then i can come back and get ready for the A-cats performance.


i feel drained.
almost hollow.
i wanna talk to my daddy. i should call him.


i'mma go get breakfast and then read for a bit.





pAce.

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