Today on lunch I went to QT with a couple of friends-why is it that we walk around that gas station as though it’s the greatest restaurant on earth?? It’s no restaurant…. What is wrong with us?
Speaking of which----why in the world are their sodas so cheap?! A 22oz for .69??? And why do we mix it up?? Why didn’t that stop at like age 21 or something?
Why did I mix Red Rooster Rush Energy drink with Sprite and I am seeing stars and ready to take on the world!?
I think I am an adult but I still suffer from child A.D.D not adult…..
Did any of you people who lurk around my page check out Drake? I am telling you he is the hottest eargasm you never had.
I was thinking about getting a tattoo then my friends told me to get one representing Trav---am I wrong for feeling that is “Cliché?”
I now know why they call the Blackberry a Crackberry—I am addicted.
And why was I clueless when people said—hey whats your pin # ping me! Wtf is a ping? Idk but I found my pin # hoes!
I think I love Italian Icee.
I still have those rough nights and I miss Travis terribly.
My friends want me to go to the UniverSoul circus---don’t those fools know I am afraid of clowns…lions…tigers…bears………..elephants….the circus!
Last night in the wood (Dunwoody) a couple started arguing and yelling the boyfriend said: “Stupid B@!$# you cheat, and you want to take the dog! Get out don’t talk to me get out!” Then he yells, “Wait, leave Pookie please let him stay.” See “WE” aint the only crazy ones….
How come Mexicans can put my brakes on my car in 20 minutes in my own drive way and Just Brakes or somewhere “professional” need me to leave my car?
Holy Toledo batman I just got a new job offer……sorry the ADD kicking in once again. So yea….how come FaceOff at UGA wasn’t as good this year?? Because my Alphas didn’t kill it like they normally do…ugh
How come I heard this poet at Urban Grind Café and he was so smooth I want to marry his verbs and have his grammatical babies?
Eh, I don’t have anything else to say so----yeah um…done.
Have a good weekend
Friday, February 6, 2009
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
Life....dirty socks...and Drake
Since I am bored at work, now is the time to blog….I guess. I haven’t been up to much of anything, I still live in the wood (the affectionate slang name I have given Dunwoody) and I am still alive. Monday marked 4 months since my boyfriend died, and I think for the most part I am ok. Sometimes I get angry but I am slowly learning with age how to control that. I can’t blame my friends when they have tedious complaints because it’s not their fault he died….and again I am working on that.Music is going ok, I am finally back at it. I had stopped for months. I just didn’t feel motivated and my number 1 fan wasn’t around anymore…but I am back and working on my mixtape which is called—Calculated Confessions I chose this title because I think each song –that I am working on I chose exact moments in my life to write those songs and really express my thoughts on it. It’s not really a “drop this song because it’s hot cd” its more for----ok I really don’t know who its for but hopefully people like it. I tried to capture my inner—Common, Lupe, Jill Scott, Roots Drake------à OMG let’s talk about Drake man this dude is the flyest thing walking...Everyone who knows me knows I am good for promoting indie people whom I love….DRAKE IS MY FAVE RIGHT NOW. He’s in my cd player right as we speak!
Do your ears a favor and check him out.
Monday, February 2, 2009
I been busy...lol
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