Joan If You Want!

I suck. But if you wanna see... press play like Diddy.

I'm Obsessed

ShawWow... Why did I waste my money! :(

Tsk, tsk ShamWow. Tsk, tsk.

AYEE!!

I HAVE SUCCUMB TO THE FOOLISHNESS!

He Tite.

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I Love This Song

SOOOOOO.
I kinda fell in love with Lykke Li's voice and while trying to find some more of her music, I found this! It is my new love! Check it out.

Fake B*tches!!!!

Okayyy

My man, whose name will be withheld for confidentiality, is fake.

My man, saw Kwesi, my ex, on the train. And felt the need to do what? Bring me up! Damn, you love me that much? Sheesh!

So she blatantly lies and says I have sexual relations with someone I didn't. But see, this was because not only does she want my ex, BUT she wanted the guy she claimed I had sex with.

My man real pathetic

So I text my man about it. To find out why? And I get no response. Hmmmmm.... What's up with THAT?

So when she does text back, my man never answers the question. And says bye. So I say aight twin towers... (cus my man beat off two dudes at once... known for doin' some nasty stuff)

So then this random bitch, (name will also be withheld) who is about 15, calls my phone. C'mon b*tch, chill mayne. 'Cause you don't know me. Whole time, where did you come from? So my new man that just came in the picture, starts sayin' how she got my ex and it kills me and blah blah. C'mon everybody knows he still want me AND that he ain't worth shit. That nigga is the best to her while he barely makes my worst. So my mother hears me arguing with this nothing ass female and she starts yellin' in the phone sayin' "tell them nothing ass b*tches to get a life and tell them to tell their mothers to call me!"

Guess what my man does?

hangs up

Ahhhh!!!!

She was like people don't like me and all this bullshit. Just because I can handle my own shit, doesn't mean I don't have friends.

So my original man from the beginning of the story was like, at least I don't talk to my friends' exes (The guy she is talking about is the one she
lied about me having sex with). Okay. Let's get something staright. I was talking to him first in 10th grade. THEN my man came along.

Also.

My man lied to Kwesi when he and I first started our relationship by saying I was still having sex with my ex, when I wasn't.

And you're supposed to be my friend?

SHUT THE F*CK UP, B*tch.

Anyways...

If you haven't figured out who my man is, send me a message and I'll tell you. Some of you tagged don't know her, but her behavior is so atrocious I want everyone to beware of these type of characters in your life. They come disguised as friends, family, and even spouses. But they are really just FAKE FAKE FAKE!


It amazes me how she's wrong and has BEEN wrong, but yet she tries to portray me as the antagonist. Get a life, stop being so desperate, or let some more niggas smack you in the face with their d*cks. =)

Have a nice day! And I'll leave you with this...

My puppy lookin' for a bitch... any takers?

I Was Gone For A Minute, Now I'm Back With The Jumpoff

Sooo.
I'm pretty sure you're aware I been missing, huh? Well, unfortunately, my life has been pretty darn hectic. I mean, thesis papers to write, scholarship essays, my boyfriend (;]), and whole other plethora of events, my blog has gotten pushed back!

But I'm back with the jumpoff, goon in the club *hum hum* something something pumps off...

Well you get it.

But here's what's up.

People are slurpin' Drake's nuts. I know he feeling good. He probably has his head leaned back and his hand manipulating heads. Also, I have Photoshop now! whooo! Too bad I don't know how to work it... : (

I got accepted to American University and University of Delaware is offering me a $20,000 scholarship. More letters to come.

Okay so,

Here's where I rap like Twista.

Now.
This seems very trivial but, I had a make-up bag right? My make-up bag had over $100 worth of make-up in it. So, it goes missing Friday. Monday, I go to school, sit at my normal table, and see the girl who is supposed to be like my best friend applying my lip gloss to her lips. It's not the cheap dollar store red kind she normally wears... oh no. It's my $9 lipgloss from Bath & Body Works. Not only that, but she's passing around my mascara. So... We sit together EVERYDAY. I have NEVER seen her with these items. The items she has today do not appear to be new. They look old and beaten up, like my shit was. I mean, how lowly can you get? Dude, if you wanted some of that shit, why didn't you ask, or go steal some from the store? Come on son, for real. Bitches are grimey. Like soap scum on tile, neph. People take my kindness for weakness.

Like on Malibu's Most Wanted... "Don't do it bloodbath!"





Whatever.

Ohh. Yeah.

Soo.

It's been awhile. Am I missed? Good!

For all of you in DC, go out to Georgetown cupcake. Sure, they're expensive for no effin reason, but hey, why not live a little.

Here's a little entertainment.

Don't Interrupt....Rude.