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?

Saturday, July 12, 2008

ska-doosh.

happy saturday, yawll :D

i was supposed to go to B-More today to get my hair done w/ Kim, but our hairdresser's on vay-cay until the 24th, so we stayed home.

last night was funny... but not? lmao. so i call Kevin's phone and everything... done took my Nyquil and everything... and a girl picks up the phone...

her: hello?
me: =/ ..... hello?
her: ......who's this?
me: ....naia.
her: oh. Kevin doesn't have his phone right now.
me: oh. okay. thanks.

lmao, so at first i was like... oh, that's probably his sister... but it sounded NOTHING like his sister. so i start getting mad, like, who the fuckness is this chick picking up his phone and why does she have it? so i'm on the phne with Tymel, venting and talking about how his cell is messed up and everything and Kevin texts me back the answer to some text i had sent him like 20 minutes before... so i'm like... call me. he says to give 10 minutes so yadda yadda yadda, he calls back. first thing out his mouth... "my bad, my little cousin had my phone".... lmao, wanna talk about shut down? i was still mad, but i ain't have anything to be mad about anymore. so he spent another 5 minutes trying to figure out if i was mad and why. whatever, it got fixed, but lol, i'm too paranoid about shit. so then he woke me up this morning like "did you call my cell earlier?"... lmao, no, negro, i was sleeping until just now. so his phone got stolen after he fell asleep. lmao, hot damn. it turned out his bro stole it, which always cracks me up. his brother got a phone of his own and keeps stealing his, lmaooooo. this is why i don't have siblings.

really didn't do much today. watched part of Major Payne with my dad. watched Kung Fu Panda online (SOOOOO good!) while eating peanut butter mixed with honey and drinking iced tea. sat around the house in my boxers. lmao, welcome to the good life.

oh, did i mention we're going to Hershey Park on Tuesday? :D helllllll yeah. i got my outfit picked out and everything: denim capris (yeah, i went and bought them... two pairs!), a white short-sleeve blouse-ish shirt, and my black American Eagle ballet flats. i'll finish it off with one of my new purses from Tony... either the Akademiks one (which is good because it can hold more) or my newer XOXO bag (which is good because it's smaller and i'll be able to store it better). either way, i'll be looking right for this trip. oh, that reminds me... i need to buy some mor stuff tomorrow... [ sighs ]... batteries for my camera, silver hoop earrings, and a new chain... or maybe just two of those three... it'll get figured out.


peace.

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