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, April 22, 2008

maaaaaan.

it's cold up in this room. [ zips up hoodie ]
that don't make any sense, though, because it's like a good 60-something depgrees outside. heffas in my suite dropped the temp until i was freezing in my own bed. wtf. i swear, i need to be out of here SOON.

it better news, i'm done with 1/4 of my RAE. three pages down, nine pages to go. [ gulps ] this might be harder than i thought. ehhhh.

also have a short story to write, a religion paper, and that zora neale hurston paper. i've only started the short story. this week is gonna be hell. but at least i don't have work! :D

SlayWit MyWords: i don't really have class today
SlayWit MyWords: just an oral exam and then i'm done.
Lamontking34: oral lol exam lol
Lamontking34: thats funny

[ rolls eyes ]
HOW OLD ARE WE?!
go sit in the corner [ points ]'



peace.

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