Afro Punk!!!

I went to the Afro Punk Festival with my friends Krystyna & Mike on July 4th. It was so much fun and I wish I could have attended on the other 3 days but my family has a way of fkn up my plans -_-. There was great music, amazing graffiti, skateboarding & bmx, and a whole lotta laughs. Here are some pics I took, see all 83 on facebook =]






















Here's the lank: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2014166&id=1381290085&l=7deda20694

HA HA HA!

BWWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

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I WIN!

YOU LOOSSEEE!!

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[hacked by Asha K Bee]

You're So 2000 and Late aka UGG Enough!

Sorry if I am wrong for liking the separation between public school kids and private school kids but damn it am I wrong? Being in public school until 6th grade I was the uncool kid who was friends with the popular tricks and the so called losers. When I entered private school in 7th grade I down right outcasted myself because I hated these children and I refused to end up like them. However, what I did like was that I could finally be myself. I mean I was myself in public school and where did it get me? Odd stares and not so subtle whispers which I found quite shocking seeing as half those bxtches who were popping off at the mouth were gully monsters by day and boogeymen by night, but I digress. My love for neon and "white people stuff", as they called it, was not accepted. So finally in private school not only could I branch out and be me, I discovered so much more. In 7th grade, I admit I was a Paris Hilton fan [I was stupid, 12, and The Simple Life was funny as hell]. I saw her in those Uggs and I thought they were cute, hell I still think they are cute if you have enough swag to pull it off. I asked my mom to get me Uggs and for Christmas I got my size 7, Sand colored, tall Ugg boots. I put them on instantly and wore them every chance I got. I remember I went to the mall in them and I felt the eyes of humans burning holes into me and my Uggs. Finally some fool had the courage to be like "Ma it's cold or something? Those shxts are ugly." And me being the rude little person I am, only when disrespected of course, replied with "Kiss my ass. I like them." The whispers continued "Ehhh what the hell she got on her feet. Those is ugly." *goes into rant mode* OKAY first off, if you are going to insult something that I am wear PLEASE, PLEASE have the courtesy to at least use proper english. Second, once again those speaking out of pocket were unfortunate looking looks and clothing wise. Third and finally, speak proper english when insulting me because not only do you sound like a hater [I hate that word but it applies] but you sound illiterate. Either way darling you lose. *back to the story* Fast forward to 2009: WHO IN THE HELL BROUGHT UGGS TO THE HOOD? Every foot this year has been planted in Uggs and I am utterly confused because not too long ago HELL about 5 years ago people had the nerve to look at me funny. Now I look at them funny because it's like wow, not only are fashionably late [because nobody really wears Uggs anymore] but you're a bunch of hypocrites. The sad thing is Austrailians don't even understand American facisnation with Uggs. They were Uggs to heard sheep and to take out the garbage. Hell they call them Uggs for a reason [because those fxckers are actually ugly lol]. Eh I wanted Uggs for a minute this year because they are comfy and warm as hell but I can't see myself paying $150 for a dead animal to be wrapped around my feet that will eventually get creasey and dirty. Maybe its wrong for me to generalize public school children but I feel like there is a clear difference and damn it that is what you are lol. When I wore a neon green hoodie with a green flower headband in 6th grade to spice up that drab uniform, I heard "Why you so bright for? You look like a highlighter. That flower ain't even real" People...people...fast forward to 2006-2007...neon every got daymn where. *sigh* I need to start another trend. Do my rants ever stay on point? Oh well. Serious sidetrack: You ever got the instant urge to pee as soon as someone goes into the bathroom? Like I was fine until my brother entered the bathroom and the urge to pee hit me like a damn brick. Smh @ my bladder, got no type of home training. Anyway I am done with this rant, I gotta pee. TMI? Maybe but I don't care, this is my blog.

Ear Candy: HALLE BERRYYYYY HALLE BERRY!

HAHA!!! FINALLY! This song has been playing on Music Choice for a hot minute now, since January I think. The Dreamgirls love this song and even though it would be considered bad music, we adore it. Sure as hell better than Soulja Boy [I'm not even gonna lie I have 'Turn My Swag On' on my ipod =x ]

I Refuse.

This has always been an annoyance of mine...ALWAYS! I was gonna save this rant for another time but my friend Roofie brought some foolishness to my attention.
There is no reason why my brain should hurt because you refuse to type like a normal person. This fxckery you call 'english' is not coherent. Why do you children choose to type like you have never been to school? Is it so hard to spell words correctly? Even if you don't spell it correctly, must you make it LONGER THAN IT WAS ORIGINALLY? Must you change the letter 'g' into a letter 'q' because it is cute? I am sorry but "Lauqhinq" IS NOT A WORD! Look I hate to generalize but these people are the general offenders of this tom foolery: black public school children. Now I said I will no generalize because I have seen white and hispanic children type like they have never step foot into a school before but black folks...you can't even front. Here are some examples of your niggatry:

A 20 year old girl (via Roofie):
ooooo
diisz mii bhookiie fav
sung..ummm lolsz♥♥

Now what the FXCK is a 'bhookiiee'? Since the hell when did 'diisz' mean 'this'? And slow child do you mean 'song' instead of 'sung'? I do hope so for your own sake.

Children I know:

...i fuhqksz wit...
..thts thee basicksz anythinq else youh wana know just ask for thee aim name; if your cute i'll qive it to youh;...
beN pretty for a decade n chanj
approxiametly 1 qun &+ 7 bullets

For real though...this is what's good in the hood now? Typing like you ain't got no GOT DAYMN SENSE??? If you're gonna curse at least spell it right. Last time I checked 'fuck' was four letters and never included an 'h','q', and a 'z'. 'Thats' includes an 'a' and 'you' never had an 'h'. 'Change' has a 'g' and an 'e'. You definitely meant 'approximately' boo boo and 'gun' begins with a 'G' not a 'Q'.

A child my friend knows:

Who qot the best swaqq dha uhmaziin'qq flaka
hey myspacerzxs dha name iiszx miaa n dha niick iiszx flaka.Well wahh can ii say bout mah self well iim dumb sexii lol ii love mah liife jusszx the way iiht iiszx.I am ?? yearzxs old ii waszx born 19?? n mah fav. color iiszx blue biitch lol j/p n aiim iiszx ????ask me for iiht hahahaha!Ohh n b.t.w happiily taken!bah the best.
U Look gUd In DhiS FliXk Like It gAttA Own No shaRin My Cuzo Said yah look QUd

In the words of my mother: "WAH DI ASSSSSSS?" No words. No words can express at all. Too much horrendousness for my soul. Yes I know horrendousness is not a word but damn it if this child can spell amazing as 'uhmaziin'qq, damn it anything is possible in this world.

All I have to say is:

My head hurts trying to read this.
I refuse.
The public school system has failed us. I am convinced.

And don't steal my Jay & Bey pic...I did that myself lol.

Get You A Piece.

At the end of the school day, I had a little conversation with my guidance counselor/9th grade health teacher, Valerie. I was on the phone and I left a mean message on my friend's voicemail [we always do that stuff lol]. She asks if that is my boyfriend and I tell her sadly it is not, boys don't love me. Then as we stroll down the freshman filled hallways, we are chatting about boys and their unexplainable foolishness. Then she gave me some of the best advice I have gotten in a minute: " Stay single, just find a boy you think is attractive and do a friends with benefits type thing. You know go out, chill and have sex with him". The way she said it was so serious and I couldn't help but laugh. The fact that she was an adult saying this to me, a boy crazy teenage girl, was outrageously funny but I loved it. So it got me thinking...would this work for me? I thought about it and I realized it wouldn't. I tried and so far I am failing. I mean it can work just mean I tend to get jealous when I am not being paid attention to lol. That's right, I'm possessive but thats just me being a female. You can have female friends but if you are flirting, we might have an issue. If its just a messing around thing and I know the type of person you are, I wouldn't give to fxcks. They say aquarius aren't the jealous type and that is true unless it about the opposite sex. We always want what we can't and once we have it, we try to act as nonchalant as possible about the situation. Part of that nonchalantness is true because honestly I just don't give a fxck but part of it is being greedy. We are a greedy sign damn it. The thing is I don't to be restrained and confined so I think this might work for me since I am good at shutting off my emotions. I don't know if the f beezy life is for me but I can try it again.



I think this post is taking a different turn right now in astrology so I'm just gonna continue with the flow. The general aquarian characteristics are:

"Aquarius are interesting and attractive people. [check]
They can be shy, sensitive, gentle and patient; or enthusiastic and lively with a tendency to be exhibitionists. [check]
They are strong willed and forceful in their own way. [check]
Very opinionated with strong convictions, they fight for what they believe in. [check]
Known to be frank and outspoken, Aquarians makes for a serious and genial companion. [CHECK]
Refined and idealistic, romantic but practical, they are personable and likable people. [check]
Quick in mind and quick to respond, Aquarians love activity and are quite reasonable. [check]
They will go out of their way to help when needed, but never get involved emotionally. [CHECK]
Aquarians are usually intelligent, cool, clear, logical people. [check]
They have good imaginatins and are quite intuitive. [check]
Aquarian appreciate opportunities to be alone. [check]
They enjoy their own company and are recharged by this quiet time. [check]
Rarely content being followers, they are more often society's trend setters. [you damn skippy]
Simmering anger and resentment, rudeness or, worse, a tense, threatening silence which may suddenly burst out in eruptions of extreme temper, these are all part of the negative side of the Aquarian. [HUGEEE CHECK]
They have good taste in drama, music and art, and are also gifted in the arts, especially drama. [checkish]
They will always have original and creative ideas to impress those around. [check...ish]
They are always in favour of reforms and change and the advancement of the human condition. [CHECK]
They cannot be easily persuaded that they are wrong. [BIG ASS CHECK].

I love the fact that I am so much like my sign. It is weird how on point astrology is. I'm not trying to act like what my sign is described as because there are some aspects that I lack in but as long as I can remember I have always been like my sign. My mother always says I am such an Aquarian and I am proud because as far as I am concerned, we are the best sign. We are different, extroverted, experimental, stubborn, generous, sorta bad with money lol, technologically intrigued, humanitarians, rebellious, angry as hell, rude, tactless, unemotional, independent, likable, opinionated, open-minded, rational, eccentric, logically inclined, unpredictable, strong-willed, visionary, innovative, inventive, tolerant, unprejudiced, humane, genial, sociable, idealistic, intuitive, goal-orientated, free-spirited, frank, outspoken, independent, individualistic, intelligent, intellectual, leading, trend setting, engaging, funny, and friendly. All in all we are perfection.

Famous Aquarians Include:
Charles Darwin, Thomas Alva Edison, Vanessa Redgrave, Frederick Douglas, Oprah Winfrey, Charles Dickens, John McEnroe, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, Jack Nicklaus, Ronald Reagan, Abraham Lincoln, Franklin D. Roosevelt, Telly Savalas, Virginia Woolf, Babe Ruth, Mia Farrow, Carl Icahn, and Yoko Ono

Nuff said.
In the words of the great DJ Khalid: WE DA BEST! =]

Here We Go Again.

It is a known fact that if people didn't talk to me then I wouldn't have friends because I am anti social and I generally cannot stand people. You all annoy me [except for a select few]. Thankfully, people are drawn to me for some odd reason I will never understand and talk to me. Less work for me! What also puzzles me is the reason for people who talk to me, then stop out of the blue if I clearly did nothing. Like you say you really wanna be my friend but then you turn around and start to shun me. Honestly, I have no problem cutting people off [unless they are The Dreamgirls]. I am a mean person but I believe I have been too nice lately. I don't have to talk to this person but I chose to out of the goodness of my heart. They asked what was everyone's problem, I told mine and now they wanna get all prissy on me. I have no time for such foolishness. I really don't understand people. They ask for the truth and when you tell it to them they want to get angry. YOU ASKED! I will not sugarcoat it. Here is an example:

Friend: Hey do you like those shoes? I love em.
Me: Eh no, I think they are ugly but if you like em go ahead.

Some will take it to heart, some won't. Those without tough skin need not be my friend. I am sensitive but not that sensitive. If you tell me the truth, I'd accept it. I wouldn't change but I'll accept it. If I don't want to be your friend I will tell you plain out we aren't talking from this day on [it's something I am trying out lol] or I will start to act different until you get the point [my normal method]. Oh well, humans have problems.

We Like Her and We Like Him Too...

I have nothing against bisexual people [more than I think y'all are greedy for wanting to take up both sides of the sexual spectrum but whatever], however, what I do have a problem with is the sudden trend of girls being bi. All of a sudden every girl wants to be bi and the reason is simple actually. MALES, BOYS, PENIS CARRIERS, GUYS, DUDES, MEN, aka the thing that drives every teenage girl crazy. So this fool you like or are with is into girls kissing. You find this out and all of a sudden you're bi? Okay children. If you wanna go around kissing other chicks when you don't really enjoy it all for the sake of you 'man' so be it but best believe if I kiss a female it's because I actually think she's could get it. Not saying I'm bi but I'm just saying if I kiss you it's because I think you could catch it lol. Even so I have no interest in girls because honestly what am I going to do with another pair of boobs and a cooch. NADA! I don't touch myself so there is no way in hell I am touching you but I digress. Example numero uno...I've known this girl since forever. Her sister claims to be bi [her sister is also a smut who bathes in the attention she gets from 'guys'] and I personally don't believe it but hey whatever floats your boat. She notices that her sister gets more attention [could be because her sister is cuter but then again the both of them aren't too attractive] and the dude she is with likes this girl on girl shxt so now out of the blue homegirl is bi. Do whatever you want but don't pretend to be bi for male attention. It's stupid and pointless. If you're really bi then by all means enjoy yourself, you greedy ass mofo but if you're just pretending cut that bull out, it's not cute.

The Lone Harlemite Jay Gets Lost in the Sea That is Brooklyn.

We call it home but she calls it regular ole Brooklyn. That child damn near had me fall over into the train tracks. Let's start this from the almost beginning shall we? [I say the almost beginning because I am lazy and I have a crazy headache]. Anyway, our night began as we walked over to some thai restuarant [Joya me thinks?] to meet Roofie and the seniors to make our way over to Zion's party. We spend longer at David's house than we expected [because Jay wanted to be out] and while we are there we chat with folks and enlightened each other on advancements made in our lives [hehe lmao]. Then we head over to the party and its a moderately long walk but our feet were killing us so it felt like forever. When we finally get there, Zion wants to start charging people -_-...really now? I got in for free because I was not paying $2 to get into his house, in the words of my great mother, he can kiss my ass. So anywho, we get in there in there are mad heads and eventually most of them get kicked out. SIDETRACK: Who the hell was that sketchy ass crew who couldn't find the house when they were across the street from it? Who the hell was that large ass boy in the yellow with that dreaded hat on his head? Who were half of those children? Why are people so nosey? Who's crappy ipod was that? Why don't some people get a fkn clue? Ugh I digress. ANYWHO! So we chill, drink [had some vodka & orange juice, I am more of a 151 girl but it was good], and dance. This kid strikes up a convo with me and chat for the rest of the party. He's a very interesting child if I do say so myself. So then we leave at 1 something and walk to the train station. It was a fun adventure but here is when the fxckery begins. So we go to Borough Hall and get on the train. First car, homeless man. Second car, crazy looking potentially high man eating a melting ice cream cake. Third car, maddd train dirt. Fourth, a sleeping homeless man. We got fed up so I saw Roofie standing outside of the train and I decided to get off too. Then I feel Jay grab me and I turn around to see the doors close and to hear the dreaded "boomp boomp!" with her hands plastered to the window. I mouth to her to get off that the next stop and to not MOVE AT ALL! Because this child does not know Brooklyn for nothing. So for a good half an hour or so, Roofie and I are panicking because I think some big man at Franklin is going to steal her and she thinks Jay would be a dummy to go to the last stop. We finally get to Jay and embrace her. I really thought she was gonna get kidnapped but praise the lord she didn't. The only thing is that some big man offered to be her company and these two ugly knuckle heads kept talking to her aka a regular day at Franklin. SO that was my Wednesday for ya. A jumbled story but I don't care.

Bottom Line: My dear Lone Harlemite Jay...don't do that bullshxt again before I have to smack you lol.

Slim Thugg to di worlddddddddddddddd.
peesh.

Decorum Delegates!

Hello, hello, helloooo babies! I am back from Model U.N aka CMUNC 2009 and I must say it was quite the experience. Yes I encountered a couple people I don't like [pompous bastards, this one fool thought my friend && I wanted him -_- but I digress] but I found a few who are pretty chill. I met real girls from Hong Kong and kids from South Africa, who by the way are beasts at MUN. Man South Africa killed everyone with no effort. Their accents were also wonderful doses of ear candy. Aside from that, I had fun passing random notes to those who answered [shout out to Senegal for being a faithful note passer] and chilling with my BFS buddies. From running to Tops at 11:30 pm to ranting in the rain because no one told us that everything on campus was closed, I wouldn't trade this experience for the world. The good and the bad made it perfect and I will gladly do it again next year as long as I get a topic I am interested in. I represented Panama and found out on the third day that Panama wasn't even in the UNDP in real life -_-. And MAYBE if the people weren't so uptight lol. And if we get a better hotel, our shxt looked like a hospital and had a scary possessed elevator. And if the damn worms wouldn't come out of the ground when it rained. It was like a battle field out there *moment of silence for the worms*.

Ignorant things I heard:
"transportated"
"rebuiltion"
"You're from Hong Kong? How do you speak perfect English?"
"I have a girlfriend"
The Dean && The History Teacher
-_-


Funniest Moments:
The Hunch
"At 10:55 everyone click their pens obnoxiously" [And everyone did it!]
"Motion to recess...NO!"
"Motion to beginning the tic tac toe tournament that 22 countries have signed up for"
The Dance [dear lord I have never experienced anything like that in my life. THE HORROR!]
Spencer from the party =]
Asha's resolution styled angry note
Asha in general lol.
"Porn is not your addiction. Porn is you're nasty." - Jun
"Gay? Really?" - Spencer M. [bfs kiddo]


Chinese food everyday aka my dream.

"Cornell Engineering: Where Fun Goes To Die"






Breakfast and Snackage courtesy of moi

Kitty.Slim. Locked out of our rooms.

In Tops...Asha is on her stalker ish smh.

Miriam.Slim.Jun.Spencer M.

glow worms are indeed the best when they are free.

[pic cred: Asha Kay Bee, a fellow Dream Girl]

Ain't Nothing Like Some Brooklyn Girls...And The Lone Harlem Chick

60 degrees in NYC on Tuesday and before I head off to Model UN at Cornell tomorrow, I had to look cute for the wonderful weather. I headed to the park with my girlies and we took some pictures. These aren't all but these are my favorites. Thanks to Miss Asha [a fellow bk girl] and The Lone Harlemite Jay for the flicks. We look darn good if I do say so myself. Enjoy our sexy =D

slim. zandra.the lone harlemite jay.

Hehe we're cute.
foto props to ashums =]

Short Hair Don't Care.

[I've had that rocawear hoodie since 7th grade, it has holes in the elbows from all it has been through and I fkn love it so...hush lol]

Old pics from when I had my short hair...sometime in the end of February or early March because I bought those jeans in Washington DC [$10 from $98...I'm a fkn beast] so yeah. As for the first two...those were taken in January I believe before my birthday or after. I don't remember lol. Me liketh these pics so major props to the Harlem homie jay for these.

Um Asher Think Again...

Okay so mister Asher Roth thinks he loves college...he's wrong.
I love college...MORE!
I FRICKING LURVE ME SOME COLLEGE!
That is my theme song after this past week.
I went on this week long college tour and attended a different college a day, over night, and without adult supervision. Can you say jackpot?
So basically for five days I was a college student minus the work but with a whole lot of the drinking and puffing [not with me of course seeing as I do have asthma and I'm not big on alcohol].
Hehe I fxcks with college, I simply cannot wait.
We went from Bucknell to University of Rochester, from Colgate to Gettysburg, and finally to University of Richmond.
This trip has made me hate coach buses, females, and fast food but damn it, it has made me love college.
*sigh*
School on Monday which leads me one year closer to college.
August 2010 baby.

PSA

OKAY! I get annoyed very easily and there are many many things that annoy THE HELL outta me. One of them happens to be when people call me from a blocked or private number. If your bxtch ass don't want me to know the number, why call? Like honestly that shxt is mad sus and I would think by now that whoever called me would realize that I NEVER answer blocked or private calls. I have a feeling its the same person calling because it is always around this time and I never answer. So dumb muthafxcka GET A CLUE! I'm not gonna answer the phone. If I don't recognize the number, I will answer just to see who it is [it's always some random person who I gave my number to lol] but if you coming at me on some covert shxt then you might as well not call. Ugh! Nothing annoys my soul more than this foolishness. 12:30 in the got dayumn morning, I am taking a power nap and your ass calls me and wakes me up to see a blocked number. Now not only am I angry but I am confused because I am like who in the west bubblefxck is this? Some nerve. This is a warning to you all. Especially since I LURVE my ringtone; don't make this shxt regular before I have to start hulk smashing negroes.

Ugh on another note, I am currently missing the HELL out of 3 people.
One has a girlfriend but we're still cool, the other is one of my best friends [gosh I miss her!] and the other is a very good friend of mine [I'm gonna leave it at that lol].
Why Lawd whyyyyy?

Well while I am talking about myself, I might as well let the world know that I am working on a remix to 'Brooklyn Girls'. Heard the song back in December but I finally got the instrumental [limewire can be a bxtch] and I'm in the process of downloading a pc version to garageband so...cheaaaa check youtube and the bloggy for that. I'm serious y'all, my new name is gonna be Mini Minaj lmfao! Nah but I need a rapper name though. I'm thinking of just regular ole' Slim but that damn 112 man is named Slim. SMH! OHHHH wait I remember this dude tried to holler at me and called me slim goodies [-_- yeah I wanted to hit him] so I might roll with that. I can see it now 'The Slim Goodies Mixtape'. I'm serious people! Check in my presidential blog where I remixed 'My President is Black' lol. I'm taking over the world like Pinky & the Brain suckers.

Slim is feeling a little creative...*hits play on that Cool Calm Pete*

Niggatry At It's Finest: The I-Hop Adventure

Part I

Today is National Pancake Day and I-Hop is/was giving out free pancakes. Of course there was a catch and you had to buy a drink and make a donation. My friends and I made two trips today, once in the morning and then in the evening, because we love the word free. The first trip was unsuccessful in the pancake department but however, it was very successful in the pedophile section. This guy, who claimed to be a former recruiter for LSU [he wasn't lying, he knew our dean and it was confirmed], decided to strike up a conversation with my friend and I. This man looked sus as hell and asked us if we were cutting school...mind you there are a billion public school kids in the damn I-Hop so obviously not in school while we had a free. This I-Hop was so packed it was hard to move so we were basically cornered by this man. I panic when I am cornered by grown ass scary men so I started having brain vomit. Every question he asked, my dumbass went and answered. I probably woulda gave him my social security number but I don't remember that shxt *phew*. EN-TEE-WHO! He asks if he could sit and eat his pancakes with us...*blink* *blink* *side eye*. Grown ass man...young teenage girls. Now if that don't sound like some R. Kelly type shxt I don't know what does. That's when my sense kicked in and I stumbled and I'm like "uhh I don't know, we're not staying". Do you know this fool insisted on sitting with us??? The I-Hop lady asked us if we were being served and we were like yes and told her it was 4 at our table [which it was], this bafoon started yelling "NO IT'S 5!" Negro no it is not! Are you delusional?!?!?! We then made our way through the crowd and hid in the bathroom, panicking like no other. My friend calls up the headmaster because the guy gave us his business card with a little message for our dean. We hid behind the wall until it is almost time for class and eventually one of my other friends goes and cancels the order. Coming out, I stumble upon my old prep counselor. She told us that the man had been talking to every young high school looking girl alll morning and if she could she would have gotten a picture of him with her Iphone. We chat for a little then leave scared as hell. Scared as we were, we realized the man was in front of us and we followed him to his car. I got a pic of his car and the license just in case [you can never be too sure]. He was so fkn sus it was ridiculous. He looked like everywhere he went Chris Hansen from To Catch a Predator needed to walk out and greet his suspect ass. Smh.

I-Hop Part II

I will not speak of the fools from my school who pissed me off with their stupid ass attitudes *side eye*, however part II is about these hoodrat bxtches who skipped out on their bill after I-Hop done gave them free pancakes. Smh. I was unaware that their friends were still there and my friend and I glady had a convo with the manager about what they looked like. So we are enjoying the pancakes, sippin' on our drinking and having fun convo for a good hour or so until I look out the window and see the group of rat skeezers congregating outside. They are making a scene and then the one with the Malibu Barbie weave starts pointing at us in this creepy ass fashion. I get scared as fxck because I can't fight, well at least I don't know if I can and my piercing was fresh so I wasn't trying to get knocked in the face. Then I alert the others to look and Queda gets tight and starts gesturing at the girl. She gets up and points to herself and the girl is like 'Yeah you!'. I am praising the lord because I swore up and down I was about to get my ass whooped. The girl obviously did not know how tall Queda is because when she got up they all scattered like project roaches. Homegirl was outside talking and gesturing like she was really gonna fight Queda. Smh silly hoes these days.

Well that was the first time I went to I-Hop as a teen and very last time...until free pancake day returns again.

Well Hot Damn

I am in a french magazine.
I just don't know which one.
Last year, during the summer, this lady ran up to me, took my pic and said she was going to use it for a section about street wear in this french mag.
I was flattered because I didn't even try to look cute that day but then again I never try, it just happens. It's a natural thing, what can I say? Confidence much? lol.
Well my dumbass didn't think to ask the lady what the name of the magazine was.
I thought I heard her say it but I was mistaken...I think.
Oh well...one day =/


*edit* the lady ran up to me and my male twin Kamau Carter [he feels the need to be acknowledged because he had his pic taken with me] lol. We both looked effortlessly fresh that day =]
happy?

Hehe I'll Put A Spell On You

She was uploading pics on FB...

zing(10:15:49 PM): my patience is weearing thin
zing (10:15:55 PM): 60*
Dymond(10:15:54 PM): yeah id give up
Dymond(10:16:09 PM): i figured it was 60
zing(10:17:34 PM): sigh
zing (10:18:08 PM): im doing 2 at a time
Dymond(10:18:19 PM): smh u gonna be there all nite
zing(10:18:35 PM): im pushing it
zing10:18:38 PM): i just did 3
zing (10:18:39 PM): lol
Dymond (10:20:23 PM): lol watch it rebel on u
zing(10:20:29 PM): shutup
zing(10:20:31 PM): its working
zing (10:20:31 PM): lol
Dymond(10:20:33 PM): lol
Dymond(10:20:43 PM): good luck
zing(10:20:44 PM): omg
zing (10:20:47 PM): YUR THE DEVIL
zing(10:20:50 PM): I HATE YU Slim Thugg [hehe edit]

zing (10:20:52 PM): JESUS CHRIST
Dymond(10:20:56 PM): LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
zing (10:20:59 PM): IT WAS GOING ALL FINE TILL YU SAID THAT
Dymond(10:21:01 PM): LMAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Dymond(10:21:02 PM): LMAO
zing (10:21:03 PM): i hate yu oh god
Dymond(10:21:03 PM): LMAO
Dymond(10:21:06 PM): LMAOOOOOOOOOOO
Dymond(10:21:10 PM): BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA
zing (10:21:19 PM): GO TO HELL
Dymond(10:22:23 PM): im already there

zing (10:22:39 PM): i ahte you
Dymond (10:22:52 PM): i know =]
zing(10:23:10 PM): lol
zing(10:23:14 PM): jesus christ
zing(10:23:20 PM): it was going all fine till yu said something
zing (10:23:22 PM): jesus.

-_-

ONE LAST ANNOYANCE FOR TODAY!
I promise ^_^

It's hot as hell in this house so I took off my shirt and I'm just lounging around in my bra. My mother and the man she has been with since I was 4 enter the house and survey the area. My mother is like "clothes young lady!", so I haul myself to my room and put on a tank top. Then I walk pass the bathroom and this nigga is standing there, peeing with the door open. HOW HARD IS IT TO CLOSE THE FXCKING DOOR!?!? And its not like this is a one time thing, he does it all the time. Thats fxcking nasty. Close the fxcking door. That's all I ask or else I am walking around in a bra 24/7 whether I am sick, healthy, fat...eh never that, skinny, etc. Just close the fxcking door 'cause no one wants to see ur junk, that's why ppl have sex with the lights off.