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, June 26, 2008

goodmorningbaltimore.

lmao, so today was like... weird? it started kinda bad. aiight, so last night, i finally get phone time with this sumumabeesh kevin at like 3 am? shiiiit, man. we talked for a good while. i got to do some bitching, so yeeeah. he was talkin about how his cousin is playing at the Rucker tonight... uhh, that's all lollipops and sunshine, but our date? he's asking if i can come down to there. WHAT? alright, first of all, NO. i don't feel like watching a basketball game. secondly, i really don't think my parents will let me go. why? because we're talking about 7 pm at night across the street from Polo Grounds in the summertime, which means it is HIGHLY likely that some shooting will happen because it's hot and people are crazy. eh-eh. not doing it. so this morning i wake up, thinking he's supposed to be calling me to let me know he'll be on the bus. it ends up going like this.

me: [ calling ]
keith (kevin's twin): [ picking up ] hello?
me: [ thinking it's kevin] uh-huh.
keith: this is keith. kevin's asleep right now.
me: ...oh =/
keith: hold on a second. KEVIN! YOUR GIRL'S ON THE PHONE!
me: ....
kevin: [ mumbling ]
me: WAKE UP
kevin: [ still mumbling ]
me: [ presses button in his ear ]
kevin: WHAAAAT
me: WAKE UP, i need to know if you're coming here so i can know whether or not to go to work
kevin: what time is it?
me: 10:08
kevin: [ mumbles some more ] ...nah, i'm coming at night.
me: =/.... i don't even... what the... i can't... ugh, fine. whatever.
kevin: [ hangs up ]

punk ass.


so i scarfed down a bowl of honey nut cheerios and took my behind to go apply for a job as a teacher's aide for the summer. they said they're paying between 12 and 14 an hour, so i put on my application "$12 - $16 / hr" for desired salary. aye, there's no harm in trying. i also put down that i'm available all day (8 am - 8 pm) except on sundays, wednesdays, and fridays. suh-weet. so because of that, i ran late getting to my temp job at MWIRD. V_V ahh, well.

so my parents are talking about moving to Elmont? [ googles it ] ehhh. little ass west bubblefuck type town with one bus, no mall, no shopping centers. they got a CVS... and a Walgreens... and a Western Beef... wtf? i'd be hitch-hiking my ass to the city every chance i get. [ sighs ] but they're talking about how it's a 4-bedroom joint with a basement that i can use for an apartment. the apartment thing is EXTREMELY tempting, but ELMONT?! i mean, gosh, just throw me in the middle of Ohio or some shit, why dontcha. bah. but a four-bedroom house is sounding really nice. we never had a house before. we're going to go see it on Sunday after church before we visit Albert Lee.

note to self: call my aunt so i can visit her and not feel guilty. [ sighs ] i hate visiting my aunt. she's not a bad person, but she's real nitpicky about EVERYthing and i know she's bout to get on me about my weight AGAIN and then probably beat me over my head about having a new boyfriend (well, he's new to her... we're creeping up on six months together). but it should be fine. bah humbug and all that good stuff. maybe i'll show her how i cook okra gumbo. queens just ain't my kinda place, i don't know anyone out there or nothing.

is it just me or is Mamma Mia gonna ruin the trend of musicals-made-movies? i mean, because Chicago was good... so was Dreamgirls... Rent... Hairspray... but Mamma Mia? ugh. my dad says it's because white people love Abba songs, lmao. make a musical full of I Monster or Stevie Wonder and i'm in there like swimwear. didn't they have one of all Earth Wind & Fire songs once? why'd i miss that joint? urg...

[ still looking at the Elmont website ]
oh boy....



peace.

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