When Is Rent Due????

Oh yea, the first G! Guess who only has $50.00 facking pesos to thier name, ME DUH! IDK what I'm going to do. The poll is looking hella sexy at this desperate time in my life. But Na, I hate my body to much to hop on that gravy train. Fuck It! I'll see what happens when it happens. Hopefully the Rentals will come through for the kid. IDK. So, I've been hope since Christmas, BTW Happy Holidays to you all. Shit has been fun, upsetting, stressful, and real. Seeing who people really are is a true trippers. Friends, what???? G, people kill me. Im over, under, and above all that shit. I'd rather go back home to Chicago this NYE, get poop faced, go see Girl Talk, and get a blow jay. Sounds so sweet. I'm so sick of being a side line, wanna be, not tryna be, having the ability to be, but yet Im not lady. When I gt back to Chicago we must find a gig or two, we must get into improv classes, we must try our damnedest to become perfect. In My World Appearance Is All The Matters; The Beautiful Ones Get What They Want...and I want it. So, no more slacking off sleeping till 1 o'clock in the afternoon type swag. We must do better Buf. We have to...My foots falling asleep and Im a cleaver girl. That all means nothing to you, but it does to me. I've been thinking of moving outta Chicago...but I wont. I need to stay there to better myself. I actually need to graduate with my Class of 2010 ass. G, I don't know what school to go to...North Park, Loyola, Columbia, some place that doesn't cost a cock and a couch. Lets get it together Buf. No more hanging on the Rentals. Be A Facking Adult! My love life...eh. I need to find a steady boyfriend so that I can get married before im (shhhh, wait for it) 25. Im going to be 22 in January...guess who aint looking forward to that shit. My birthday is going to be so uneventful. I will most likely get a bottle of Moscato, grab my new notebook, and being to write. Write this journey out...this plan to be perfect...for the New Year and literally my new year. Regaurd, I wanna get blowed. I wanna go swimming in the ocean. I wanna be perfect. I wanna belong. I do belong. They must know it. And by they...the pretty people. I belong there. I will get there. We shall overcome.

Pillow Talk

I still here...as odd as it is, I love Chicago now. It's pretty fuckin' dope actually. I'm so glad that I didn't just give up and leave. It's way more opportunities and cooler people. I do miss my best friends and my little cousin. But I can visit Saint Louis as much as I want to. Other great things that have been going on here; I have friend...my own friends that I didn't meet through Miranda. It's nice to have someone text me to see if I wanna go out with them. Also, I moved...awesome. As much as I love my cousin, Jamie, and Dwight...I had to go. Umm what else...I'm kinda seeing this guy. IDK, he is pretty dope and I feel like it could go somewhere...but I don't want it to. We shall see where to wind and waves take us. On another note...it's cold ass fuck and I'm still unemployed. G, I need a job by next week. Cause my rent will be due soon and guess who aint tryna move again. Really. Chicago isn't that bad. I just need to find a hobby, job, and more friends. That's not that hard...right? Right!