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, March 27, 2008

ahem.

[3:23 pm]

maaaaaann.
i need this job. [ crosses my fingers ] like BAD.
call me spoiled, but i'm too used to having real cash in my pockets over the summer.
i'd be in and out of my favorite stores... not even worrying about how much was left in my wallet.
buying food for everyone.
buying gifts.
I NEED THIS JOB! [ cries ]
hopefully this lady will call me back.. and not have forgotten who i am =/



one of these days i'mma write a WHOLE blog and it's gonna have NOTHING to do with Kevin. =/
one day.
not today, though, lmaooo.



he found out i had a webcam, so he had me turn it on... so he could watch me do my homework, lmaoooooo. he's so easily amused. how cute. he said he's gonna buy one now so he can make faces back at me. speaking of money, he's out job hunting. he called me this morning thinking he was gonna wake me up... lol... homeboy, i been up for an hour and a half, yeen know?! you damn near sleep yourself, cut it out.

talking to Davia for the first time in a good while... i don't remember the last time i spoke to her... the last time i heard about her was over spring break when me and Khalid were talking about her over dinner. man, i really have not kept up with my high school buddies... only Jaynina, Khalid, and Davia... don't talk to Garry or Victoria or Antwon or James or Shaun or Alejandro, really. i don't talk to Nime too much since that day we talked about me going out with Kevin, but then again, we were never really big on talking to each other online. maaaaann, i feel out of touch. we should have a party over the summer or something like that.



[10:07 PM]

so work was cool. why was i reading with Armon and he started playing with my ear? i SO could not focus on anything. i still had to turn pages for him, though. me and Lauren were talking about how all the kids are gonna be when they grow up, lmaaaoooo. i can't wait to see Justus grow up into some prettyboy. lmao @ Lauren, "but you can't date him, so what does it matter?" lmaoooo. nah, i'm excited for the future generations, son.

i went to a reading by Edward P. Jones. like his voice a lot. he's mad chill, real peace, you know? lmao, i don't know so i think you probably won't know. man, why did i have a SERIOUS moral dilemma over drinking some wine? i ain't know they had wine @ readings, but they did... red and white. i said i thought i might wanna try some, so i had Wanda pour me some, but not a whole lot. i stared at it for like fifteen or twenty minutes, lol. then i asked Kara if i could dilute it and she poured ALLL her water in it so it looked like i had a full cup. then Wanda came back and was like "WHOA, WHY YOU GOT ALL THAT?!" so i just gave it to Elizabeth to drink so i wouldn't look like an alcoholic. she said it tasted like Vitamin Water until you got to the alcohol aftertaste. her and Wanda got buzzed and i walked away from it all.

i finally started a story i don't completely hate, but i feel myself hitting that damn wall i always get to when i lose focus in a story. [ sighs ] i swear, my writing skills are going to shit down the drain.

i never feel talented anymore.

i think my expectations for him have lowered. is that more sad than bad?



peace.

[ edit ]

[ IM conversation from earlier w. Davia ]

DavieDTwo007: you need someone to keep you happy
SlayWit MyWords: lol. it's kinda sad that that's true, lol
DavieDTwo007: its not sad, silly
DavieDTwo007: its life

wrdson?


peace.

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