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.