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, February 23, 2008

backinthesaddle.

went to Target with Kara after brunch.
blew like $73, which ain't much to y'all, but when you're broke? WHOOOOOWEEEEEE.
any-old-ways.
i bought some more iced tea mix, which is gonna be DELURCIOUS.
i got a three-pack of men's boxers. sexy.
OOOHHH, i got this olive green jimi hendrix t-shirt. i almost passed on it for a grey t-shirt that read "nerd" in rustcolor, but jimi was just too give to pass up.
new toothbrushes (for me and for Larissa, she owes me).
new belt FINALLY. now i can give Blake back his.
i need to do laundry.

talked to Kevin. he's on his way home apparently.
he told me the other night about when he used to "go out" with this indian chick.
which basically meant they kissed everytime they saw each other and he fucked her once.
and i mean... i ain't jealous because it was the past.
but why tell me about it?
whatever.


pAce.

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