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?

Sunday, July 13, 2008

spit.

there was a talent competition tonight and i came in second, lol. lost to a chick who sang India.Irie's "The Truth" and did it well, so i ain't mad at all, she did her thing, lol. but i got a lot of networking done... and a lot of flirting? lol, i need to cut this out, it ain't good for my health. this producer named Emjay decided he wanted to try to be cute, talmbout some "hey sexy", lmao gtfoutta here. this dude with a twin brother also was tryna be touchy feely, gave me his number and email address. eesh.

uhm.... Hershey Park on Tuesday! *\o/*
got my outfit picked out, just need my chain, my earrings, and batteries for my camera. i'll get that tomorrow after work, stop on 125th and get everything i need. i gotta go to sleep super early, too, either that or go to sleep late and sleep on the way to the park. i'm guessing i'll be sitting with Tymel on the bus. fun stuff. he keeps texting me about what he should wear, lol.

Kevin's supposed to be coming down this week. he said he's getting tired of not seeing me that often. pffft, welcome to my world. we're supposed to spend either Wednesday or Thursday together after i get off from work. we'll see. he better show up, too.

okay, my baby's on his way home from work, so i'mma take a shower, take my NyQuil, and hit the sheets so i can go to work tomorrow.

g'night!


peace.

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