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?

Wednesday, January 2, 2008

somebodygottaDIE.

so as effin' hyped as i was for this day... it's CANCELLED. ugh. i'm pissed beyond measure. i spent a good fifteen minutes crying last night. i wasn't going to, i mean, i was all calm when he first told me... the second he got off the phone to go take a shower, i was like.. bawling. my eyes still kinda itch. but anyway, i don't even wanna do anything today. i don't have a taste for anything to eat,. i actually feel nauseous. i looked through the fridge and thought about what i could go out and buy, but i can't think of anything i really want. i was planning on buying myself a pint of ice cream and being a piggy, but my stepmom's comment from yesterday is making me think twice.

i made kevin stay on the phone with me for an extra hour.. made sure he was awake, too, lol. i don't know. after hearing that i was going to end up at home alone again, i didn't wanna hang up with him.

tomorrow is my daddy's birthday. he turns... 44? yeah. i gotta go buy him a card. i already got him a present. "Double Cross" by James Patternson. he loves the Alex Cross books.

wtf. i feel sick. i feel soooooo nauseous. i'm not hungry, but i wanna go get food. maybe i should get myself together and go shopping at the Avenue like i said i would. if i get ready now, i might be able to head over to the school for a little bit, maybe.




LMAO
SO
I LEFT MY HOUSE
WITHOUT PUBLISHING MY BLOG
=/

it was like... 1:41 when i stopped writing?
it's 7:30 pm now [EST].

i hung out at my school.
got into a fight with Shane's insane, good-looking ass.
muhfuhka shoved me into the lockers!... probably because i pulled his braids, lmao.
BUT HE SHOVED ME INTO THE LOCKERS!
...i hate him.
i really do.
lmao.
my little apprentice. j'adore.

but anyway, i talked to Canzone's crazy behind on my way home.
ass.
lmao.

ummm...
bought two birthday cards for my daddy.
one funny and one serious.
and i bought Kevin a Valentine's Day card now because i know i'd forget later, lmao, and because i saw a really cute one.

i go to work with my daddy tomorrow!
=]
gonna be fun.
i'm probably gona bring my laptop, though, because i'mma want to do graphics while i'm out there, or at least write or something.


yay for santana and drey!
^__^
tana knows what i mean.


ummm.
i miss my baby.
i still wanna see him.
i'm shooting for this weekend.



STILL LOVE MY CHUNKY BUNNY, THOUGH!


pAce.

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