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H on est ly ,

The night is always darkest just before the dawn.

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17.4.08

Good Lord. Okay. This is probably gonna be long. Get some popcorn or fruit snacks && a bottle of water or some shit.

Today was fairly uneventful. Quote of the day "I've never met a racist person in my life!" =|. I know that sometimes I'm madd racist, but seriously, how can I not talk shit about white ppl that say dumb stuff like that? I mean you'd think racist people would be assholes all the time, but the fact of the matter is most of them don't even know they are. They just say or do stuff that proves it. Anyway. Moving on.

When i was getting off the bus on the way home I had my phone. Sometime between getting off the bus and walking in the door I lost it. I really hope its here somewhere. But if its not then thats the end cus I don't have enough money to buy a new one and they don't have insurance on it so yea. That was a pretty beautiful two weeks tho. && tell me why I just found yahoo mobile a couple days ago? I ain't even get to text message Sam. This is bullshit yo =/

Payday is tomorrow. Here's the real bullshit. Because I just got the phone activated with a two year contract, whether I have a phone or not, I still have to pay the bill, cus if I get the phone cut off that a 250 contract termination fee. Now my check is going to be madd short tomorrow cus I haven't worked a full amount of days. However I'm still going to give 100 dollars to my godfather for a phone that I don't own anymore. Join me in wishing that bitch is somewhere in the house && i can find it. Cus thats what really needs to happen.

I called my job yesterday when they schedule came up to see when I was working so I could make my weekend plans. The little girl told me i worked friday and monday. this sounded like the times I normally work however she sounded madd confused. So i said okay && figured since thats the times I normally work I'd leave it alone && i went ahead && made plans to meet with my Study group on saturday morning at 11. But the little girls uncertainty was hella bothering me so I went up to work today to check the schedule and, low && behold, this bitch ain't know what the fuck she was talking about. I work saturday morning at 11:45. So now I have to somehow get into communication with the people in my study group and tell them that the whole plan that I put together, I can't even make it to. Oh; and to make matters worse? The contact information for all these people I kinda need to be in contact with? In my phone. Yea so we could say I'm kinda past heated right now. Not that I can blame anybody. Its all my fault but yea...that doesn't necessarily make it any better. If anything I think it makes it just a bit worse.

So i went over to godfathers to ask about the bill and whether or not they had insurance on the phone to see if I could just get it replaced and while we were talking my older sister/cousin Lee, who I call Elmo, starts screaming at my little sister of a dollar fifty that she found on the table. Elmo said that was her money and AnnMarie couldn't have it. Ree said a)it'd been sitting on the table for six hours. b) it was a dollar fifty. & c) it was going to research to aid cancer patients. To all of this elmo replied that it didn't fucking matter, that was her money and Ree needed to put it down and if she didn't like it she could go the hell home. Now i'm not gonna get started on the fact that I DO NOT allow ppl to talk to my sister that way. Ion give a fuck who you are, no one is allowed to make that kid cry but me, thankyouverymuch. But we're not even gonna get started on that. We're really not. What i want yall to focus on is not the fact that elmo yelled at ree. Or the fact that she cussed ree out. OR the fact that she made ree cry. I want yall to focus on the fact that, while sitting in a 480,000 dollar house with two 60,000 dollar cars outside talking on a 500 dollar phone in front of a 1500 dollar computer and a 3800 dollar tv, elmo cursed annmarie out over A DOLLAR FUCKING FIFTY. IT WAS SIX GOTDAMN QUARTERS. AND SHE DIDN'T EVEN WANT IT FOR HERSELF, SHE WAS TRYNA GIVE IT TO CANCER PATIENTS!!! that, as far as I'm concerned...is that bullshit.

I have to potty; i shall return.

[four minutes later] i'm back. OK so two stories about random ppl I talk to then I'm out. Its almost over.

So my homegirl Ashley had been "engaged" to this dude for 8 months right? They were gonna get married this December, after she turned 18. On Sunday, they went out and got matching lip piercings [racist Ashley says, like some damn white ppl] and then on Monday she found out [through his sister] that he had cheated on her during Christmas break. So they broke up. And, in her distress, she slept with a good friend of hers. And of course now, he wants to be with her, and she's like nigga really i don't even like you. And her periods late. Moral of the story: when you're hurting, and you wanna go vent to somebody, pick somebody you wouldn't mind having a baby with, cus the percentage of "it was just one time with my best friend" pregnancies is ridiculous. Ever seen Juno? Exactly.

While we're on the subject of pregnancy. My pastors son Bennie has been seeing this girl named Jessica on and off for a couple months now. Now Bennie is a hoe, he has liked/dated every single female under 30 in his fathers church. I'm so serious. But he's been saying that she's the one, the one he wants to settle down with, the one he wants to marry. && blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. Well now he gets to put that shit to the test because I just recently discovered that Ms. Jessica is pregnant. Lmao. Bennie mad as hell. Wanna know the first words out his mouth when he found out? "Shit now I'm stuck with her!" Don't sound to me like he wanted to be married too much. What it sound like to you?

lol don't ask me why i post the lil stories of people I know like yall care. They entertain me, so I figure they might entertain you too. Whatever. Yall know me. I'll keep you posted.

Duecersz
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Ashley

just another little black girl with dreams. I play my music too loud, and I don't listen. I'm only at peace when I'm in pain: when my wrist is sore from writing my emotions out like blood on the band-aid of a page, or when my throat is raw from singing my thoughts like tears into the air. I'm conflicted, and unrepentant, and I like the way this blogging shit makes me feel. This is the one and only place I'll never lie, honestly.

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