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H on est ly ,

The night is always darkest just before the dawn.

Ayo Whatever Happened To....
1.8.08

Illdividual Radio? lmao that used to be my shit. I used to look forward to it && stuffs.

I have absolutely nothing to blog about. No really. This whole thing will be full of unnecessarily random information.

I went to a going away party tonight, for a soprano in my choir, she's going to Mississippi for school. She's almost 20 so we were real happy she was gonna try the college thing and so on and so forth. So we're all sitting at the table (the party was at a restaurant) and somebody says, "So Amber, what school are you going to?" And this bitch has the audacity, the pure audacity to say, "Hines Community College." BITCHWHAT?!? You're moving halfway across the fucking country to go to community college? Uhm....why? No forreal, let me know. stupid bitch. Anyway.

"Maybe this decision was a mistake, you probably don't care what I have to say, but its been heavy on my mind for months now, I guess I'm trying to clear some mental space." lol there's no deep revelation to go along with that, the line was just in my head.

On our way home, the guy driving in front of us was maddd drunk. Like swear to God I thought he was gonna have an accident. I was so scared. But we got in front of him and then drove home in safety.

Mom's license is suspended, they're gonna tow the car if they catch her driving. Silly hoes these days. -shakes my motherfucking head (cus some things need to actually be typed out, Fuck an acronym)

I went shopping today. And now I'm broke. But I'm fly. lmao. Nah, I'm actually financially fine cus my graduation money from my Nana just hit, + i still get paid next week. ANYWAYSZ!

Hella done pretending I have something to say. Even though I prolly talk to her more than yall, I still miss Kris. Her blog used to be my fucking favorite yo. She never said anything. It was fabulous. And then, every now and then, she did say something, && you were like.....woah. Thats why I talk to her. lol but anyway. I'm done. Night.

-A.


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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