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?

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

early.

so my 1-2:30 class got cancelled.
like a little bit of christmas sprinkled on top of my day.

[ pops in my Jimi Hendrix CD ]
fuckin' damn stupid case is cracked already >=/
that's alright, though... i'll be okay.

i wonderif you can cite a CD booket in an essay. this thing has MAAADDD information in it. it's not "scholarly" though. wait, does it count as my primary source? WHATEVER.

yahoo is fuckin' up acting stupid. >:O
there... and now no one's IMing back, wtf is thiiiiisssss?

ben 10 is on TV. yuck. makes okay background noise.
disney channel is waaaaaack, but brenda song is pretty.
i wish Chowder was on Cartoon Network instead of stupid ben 10.
i might take a nap, but kevin might call me around now... he probably won't, though.

i think it's good that he misplaced his cell phone for the week. it gives me a chance to wean myself off of all this 24-hour contact.... if we ain't talking, we're texting, if we ain't texting, we're IMing. i think it's about time that i learned to be able to go most of the day without constantly talking to him. yeah.

i think i might take a nap for a while. i don't have too much else to do.

and he calls me!
PEACE!

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