Honestly

My little brother has pink eye. In both eyes. OHNO?! ohno. [yallthoughtiwasplayin.nahnigga]. Anyway. Mom had two interviews today. One went well. One went less well. That nigga called her ignorant. Thats some shit right there. [randomly but related] I was talkin to a friend who took an iq test. He got a 117, so i was like damn I ain't took an iq in like forever. So i took one. 127. So i'm feelin all smart && shit. Then I tell my mom. She's like thats not bad at all for you being 17. I'm like yea I know right? Whats yours? This bitch gone say she hasn't taken one in a couple months, but at her last test, it was 152. =| so as I was saying. Stupid sonofabitch called her ignorant. my mother. Thats why he's getting fired. Long story. Lets skip it.

Whooo!! lawd this nigga Tyler at my job is sexy. He's tall toooo *drools* && his eyes is pretty. And he's tall. Cus you kno, I like em tall. He's like 6'2". Wait what? Yesh. Lmao at last check, he had a girl tho. Drat it all *curbs my homewrecker tendencies*. Except for: Me, my mom, && Alyssea was talkin about being a black woman in Oregon. && we were saying if you want a man, && a good one, you literally have to be willing to homewreck to get him. And you have to be willing to kick ass to keep him. Cus its sooo many white women out here. Like seriously. && I guess thats why I stay single out here. Cus thats really never been my thing. I'm not jealous && I'm not desperate. I've always been like okay well if h e wants me he'll come get me && if he wants somebody else then by all means let him have her. I was talkin to my mom about it. && she was all like && thats a good mindset to be in, however, if he's flirting with you, and he's with somebody else, then its obvious he's not all wrapped up in her. She's got a point.

Bleh. Some men are dogs, && they just flirt with anything. Lmao looka me talkin. I flirt with anything :-j. Moving on.

I don't want to go to school tomorrow. I'm really ready for it to be summer tho like real talk. This shit is startin to wear on my nerves. I do not want to be awake this early. Fuck that shit. But whatever. I'ma go. Thats that discipline I need to start learning. Speaking of discipline *looks at homework*. Yea yea i'ma do it. Jus gimme a minute. I gotta work up to it.

I found some friends from like 5/6th grade on myspace the other day. Lmao like...wow. I'm trippin off it tho really. Like this girl Gabby, I've known this chick since 4th grade yo. 4th grade. How many niggas from the 4th grade you can still have a convo wit? That makes me happy. Like really. Them niggas got soooo pretty!! lmao if yeen know Hawthorne = birth of pretty bitches. (Unfortunately I was born in Torrance && raised in Inglewood) anyway.

Tell me why I was boutta get into my rant && rave about Danny disappering off the face of the fucking universe && he boxed me. His nets off groupies. He'll be back eventually. I'm not allowed to tell you nothin else. Unless your Sam. So sam, if you read this before I talk to you, or before he talks to you, text me, or box me, or whatever.

Think thats it. I just really don't wanna do this homework. Plus I gotta clean the kitchen. Gawsh I'm fucking lazy.

Why do I blog? Is it to pass the time, is it to organize the thoughts in my head, is it to reflect on what I'm thinking? Nah. well I mean, thats why I write, but I've got journals for that. Actual notebooks. I write in those all the time. I like the way it feels when my wrist starts to hurt cus i've been writing for so long. Its not the same pain when you're typing. But I only post it here cus I don't know. I guess I type better than I talk. So i feel like maybe if somebody wanted to get to know me this would be a better way than actually talking to me. Just because people that talk to me, like the first few times, I mean its easy to think I'm a ditz, cus occasionally I act like one you know? But I'm not. Far from it [check the iq listed above] && so i feel like this is....I don't know. My way to redeem myself for the fact that sometimes I forget what words mean and ask the same question three times. Or laugh my ass off && then say =| wait......what? If that made any sense

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Ma*: aunt daisy is staying for a week
Me*: :|
Me*: i'm going
Me*: to
Me*: Alyssea's
Ma*: yeah me too

lmao that shit was funny
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Promise I'm done talking now. This is hella longer than I meant it to be. That pic I put on the bottom of Kris' blog is giving me inspiration to change mine. Hmmmmm *thinks*. Not tonight though.Homework, Kitchen, Sleep. Blah.

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'qone.