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, August 20, 2008

oneeighty.


"Hun I love you so much thanks for dealing with me an this mess I've been going through."

recv'd @ 10:45 am

the storm's over? idk. something i learned from developmental psych is that sometimes, those kids that you see running around, acting an ass and screaming and yelling don't need a beating (i mean, sometimes they DO)... sometimes they need you to put your arms around them and just hug them, even when they fight, and wait until they stop and start loving back. so maybe it's like that. who knows.


uhmm... i was gonna go to work with daddy today, but i changed my mind so i could sleep late. now that i'm here, i got like... responsibilities to clean and shit. LAAAAMMME. oh, i realized that i got yet another check... this lady from my church wrote me one for a hundred, but she didn't know my name, so she left it blank, lmaooooo. word... (writes my name in crayon).

i wnt new clothes. =/ yeah, again. i was on the Torrid website last night, looking at all this stuff i want... i want this corset top that is AMAZINGLY pretty... i have a shirt kinda like it, but all in black and this one is like... white, muted plaid, and black. hawtness, for REAL for real. plus belts? ugh, ut this whole school thing is KILLING me, though. tuition went up, room and board went up, student fees went up, meal plans went up and my scholarship stayed the same, whomp whomp. i work during the year, though, but... geez, man, can i catch a break?! i already have to spnd Godforsaken amounts of money on books and money for my campus card. daddy said "don't worry about it"... but that's because he's always got faith that financial situation are going to be alright. me and my stepmom flip out over stuff like that (her moreso than me) but he's always like, "it'll be fine". BAAAAHHH, man, ut so much needs to be done. thankfully, i'm getting my psych stats book for cheap because my friend Audrey is selling her brand new copy for $25 less than the bookstore's used price. she said it's only been opened twice, so that's a good deal. and to absorb some of these expenses, i'm cutting back on my internet shopping this year (somewhat) and selling my old textbooks, specifically the psych and the French one. i'm letting the French book go for between 50 and 65, which isn't that bad, i think... the psych book is definitely going to be about 75 since it's in excellent condition. bah, i don't like money, but it calms my nerves.

uhm... think i'mma clean now. or something. =/


peace.

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