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, May 7, 2008

okay.

so i went to Macy's for the open house with Kimberz. that was cool. i don't think i got the job, but that's fine. i ain't really wanna work there, anyway. so we were supposed to be back uptown and at my stepmom's job by 4:30. of course, Kevin was ALSO supposed to meet me down there for a while. oh boy. so he gets there by himself after getting lost and getting both of us frustrated like twenty times. so we're like... can you drive us uptown? and so he did. it was fun, actually it didn't have that third-wheel feel to it like Kimberly thought it would. it was fun. we ACTUALLY got there on time... but my ass just HAD to have personal time, so i didn't get to her job for another half-hour. smh. BUT BEFORE I GO ON... GET THIS... my parents weren't even really all that mad. the only reason they were peeved was that i was late. amazing. anyway... so yeah.. it was cool, though.

what else?

went to bible study. enjoyed hanging out with Kimberly. planning to apply at Foot Locker this week. gonna visit TMA tomorrow. talk to Ms. Young tomorrow, hopefully. uhhh... yeah. i'mma go to bed soon.


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oooooohhhh, sweet jesus. those MUST be mine.

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peace.

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