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3.05.2009

@ 1:34 PM

my weekend was blah. i got locked outta my house & spent the night at my god sisters house. in the mornin lil mama ran me ragged playin bratz & house & school & all the junk a big sister & lil sister would play, provided there wasnt an eleven year age gap. we made some good cookies too <3

i gave up meat for lent & ever since ive been craving a burger. im craving the weirdest shit, i remember on sunday my mom is all like dont say craving. like mkay, craving isnt a word for pregnant bitches alone. ask anybody i been stressin for a burger that i ended up not even wanting again. lent is a good way to go cold turkey off anything you fein on.

all i do is sleep, i wake up move & go back to sleep. & not some lil thirty minute nap. i'm k.o'd for atleast two three hrs. i cant even blame it on work. my sleep sched is all the way off. i mean way off. my cousins think renzo or donovan knocked me up but shit no, if they didnt get that im cool off anyone that isnt rodney they gone be in the dark forever.


speaking of rodney, he's still so adorable. i know he eats it right up when i say lil sweet shit like aye bae, i love you have a good day. he be all like that made my day. it better had. lol jk. when i look at our relationship we are perfect the way we are, i dont need to be up under him all day, unless we sexin for twenty four hrs.

cant trust anything w a vagina. bitches are soo ugh, like sickening. im like B, my nigga, shawty, person, girl,whats really hood ? is there something you wanna say to me ? like face to face ? im right down the block. once again she blogged about me, so fuckin what i talked to ya boyfriend, i dont need to know him from anywhere to speak, especially on a FUCKING COMMUNITY WEBSITE. she posting like i went out my way to go find this nigga & try to spit game. if anything i was being friendly. once again there she goes w that bullshit. i dont even care that he doesnt like me. when was i ever gone see this nigga ?

NEVER EVER.

yeah, i realized im a fucked up individual but i'll be damned if i let some net shit get my blood hot. im all you fucks think about. funny how you cant even bring yaself to drop it. like the situation didnt happen round christmas. lol. how fuckin old are you actin like that ? bitch pls, next on that one.

right now, between studying & this debutante pageant i feel as though i can better myself one, ima next the CAU i found out my gpa was only 2.49 & a 2.5 is required. ive been praying, well not really so let me stop before God smites me. studying is a bitch, but i am soo ready for college. the experience not the parties. & if i win the debutante pageant free scholarship monies. so acceptance is key. im only looking at schools in GA. ill probably end up going to Kennesaw since its right up the street.

im looking back on all my recent falling outs & it aint nothing but otn (over the net) people. i can keep the peace with people i can see face to face. although over the net has its advantages. i can end convos at any given time, i never have to see em. the list is never ending.

r.i.p DJ; when whitney said someone she worked with died i remembered him. its been a while since ive thought about him, it gives me the spooks. he was such a cool ass nigga, im mad he got shot up over some shit that aint have nothin to do with him.

btw, fuck firefox. all these lil red dashes under my words & junk. well i think ive said enough for today.

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