So I had a dentists appointment at 1:15. Mom was supposed to go to Aunty Isha's && pick up the baby && then take me over there, which shoulda given me plenty of time to sleep or what not right? Nah nigga. I'm layin in bed, being madd happy that its a monday && i could just roll around in bed, snugglin && my covers && shit. All on top of the world. && the phone is ringin...but shiiiettt I know ain't none of them niggas callin for me, cus I thought mom was home, so i figured if it was Regal she'd have picked up the phone. Makes sense, right? Right. So after a while I woke up all the way, got on here, checked the myspace real quick, did some phone research && tried to find an online shared calendar cus mii mom said that we all need to have our calendars in the same place so we can see them. Then I had to pee reallyyyyyy bad so i got outta bed.&& then the phone rang so I answered it, Its moms, screamin, talkin bout some, "OKAY YOU CAN'T DO THIS ANYMORE BECCAUSE I'VE BEEN TRYING TO REACH YOU FOR HOURS. I'M IN THE EMERGENCY ROOM WITH YOUR AUNT SO YOU NEED TO GET DRESSED && FIND YOUR WAY OVER TO THE DENTIST FOR YOU APPOINTMENT, THE ADDRESS IS ON MY DESK. BYE." click. so i'm like Uhm.....but whatever. So i get on the lil website for the train schedule && shitm turns out I'ma be hellaaaa late for mii appointment so I call em && let em know or whatever. Then i leave to go get on the bus. Anyways, because the phone has a full keyboard, sometimes I just randomly type shit on it thats kinda like a blog but way to short to be one. Yup. The blog I wrote on the bus goes as follows:
[ blackberry ]
So I'm sittin on the train, lookin raggedy as hell; && half sleep really. Why I open my eyes && see that the nigga in front of e and the nigga across from me are both sexy as hell. Thats bout a bitch. They both just got off. -sadness. [/blog]
[/ blackberry ]
I was rather upset, seeing as they were rather sexiful. Anywaysz, I get to the Dentist, I'm mad late, i get in there, they tell me I need three fillings, an extraction && a root canal. I cried. I hate the dentist. So much. Really. Truly. I hate it. But anywaysz. Tomorrow at 1:30 I get to go back && get the fillings taken care of.
So i come home, moms here, she tells me Aunty Isha has to have surgery. Gall stones. [ look it up ]. I tell her about the tooth stuff. Then we remember that I have a choir rehearsal tonight for a performance thats tomorrow that mom just remembered she can't take me to because she has a facial scheduled which means I'm gonna be on the bus, but I probably won't be out of the dentist till four && i gotta be at the church at seven. so yea, if you don't hear from me at all tomorrow, I'm really sorry. The phone should be on tomorrow tho so I might be on. You never know.
&& while I was at the dentist, Regal called about my hours. They didn't leave a message. But when I called them back, the asshole at the window was like, "oh, well i don't know who called you or why but the managers on break so I guess I'll have them call you back." EXCEPT FOR NOW I'M LEAVING!!! ahh this sucks. Finally get my damn hours and these niggas wanna be on some bullshit. Sheesh.
And of course now, my tooth hurts.
Wanna see the letter I wrote a certain someone yesterday while I was at TT's? -takes it out of my wallet
like seriously, you confuse the hell outta me. Cus when I think about it, I know I shouldn't like you. You're too childish for me. You play too much && when you don't get your way you throw temper tantrums like you're Le'Anna's age of some shit. & when i think about that, I think its not wa Y could like you ; you're realy not my type. But when I'm around you, that somethign entirely different. You make me feel some kinda way I cn't control. Every time I'm with you I feel like we should try again, knowing dan well we shouldn't cus it didin't work the first time. So i don't really know what to do. Don't know if I should follow my head or what I'm feelin cus it seems like either way I'm screwed.
& then I don't really now how you feel. & i don't wanna ask & put myself out there just so you could end up makin me feel stupid. I probably won't evn gie you this letter. I'm just sayin that if you were ever wondering ig I have feelings for you,I definitely do, I just don't know what I should do about them.
-Ashley
-folds, && puts back in wallet
"Torn in between the two, cus I really wanna be with you, but somethings telling me I should leave you alone..."
Duecersz
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