enough mindless garble.

it is 7:21am. don't talk to me, don't even look at me unless I've sucked down two shots of espresso with vanilla and heavy whipping cream. thanks. you'll thank me later.

last night I went to rocklin with my aunt and the baby and my little bromie that's growing up way too fast. mmm I can still taste mai tais. its weird when I lived with her I was never open and now we just talk about everything and anything. she said she understood why I was miserable in Orange County because when she was young she got engaged and up and left fam to NY with dude. she said she hated it and regrets that she spent so much time moping instead of using the city to suit her status. leaving there is probably the only and biggest regret I have in life. the freedom I had no longer exists coz it works around a childs schedule, but you know what, you live and you learn, nobody said it would be easy and when they say it gets better that means only on your own terms. life is good regardless you gotta stop being so damn ignorant and look at every little thing and the good it has stored in it. if you don't, I sure do ;)

with a literally one second change of heart; I decided to hop on board on the trip to Las Vegas my chick Latarra had conveniently planned. and guess what?

I'M FCKN STOKED. haven't seen the lights of that city since I was 10 and my mama passed out from all that heat.
anddddd I'll be 21 with my two FAVORITE people on the planet besides stacia, and she's a sucka coz she's only 18 and can't fully join all the festivities of VivaLasVegas. But JETSKIS? CABO? brosephhhhh.

so there's gonna be six of us. and were headed out the second we clock out at ten on school thurs. I'm reconsiderin tho coz they wanna drive but I figure with all the driving, gas, rental, and food, I may as well fly my ass there. so I am :) jules and I are gonna road it for 4 hrs from L.A and yall know when we get together its a hurricane of piss your pants laughter and off key singing. oh yeahhhh.

and I got a dope ass discount from the Marriott so our rooms are 59 a night split 6 ways, what the shit?! your so jealous.

this hairstylist things goin alright. tryna graduate you feeeeeeel? but I wanna go back to school after that, NURSING school, AT THAT. my fam has all come to a consensus that I'm perfect for the job. I can work graveyards to while mamas is sleepin and clear at least 50/hr, then fade some niggas up and color bitches hair on the side. shit, this is corporate america and we're in recession, aint nothin guarenteed. its tragedy that a degree in this country as of now don't mean SHIT DIDDLY. so all the m'fuckas that didn't go to college are prolly tryna gloat in state college/universities faces :) haters. lmao.

anybody seen the new k.williams? third one out and he still aint failed to make me laugh for a straight hour. ha, I'd marry any dude that could make me laugh 24/7 that'd be the life.

copped a sick hat at h&m for three bucks, say it isn't so. aunt took me shoppin but I didn't see anything good enough for my wardrobe, specially in sac. can't pick up a shirt without 10 chicks walkin by wearin the same one in 10 diff colors. sick I tell you sick. its disgusting. don't bitches read instyle or vogue? keep up.

in other news, June 2009 me and the lovely ladies in my family are going to New York for a week :D I'm excited. I initially asked my homie Jahmeen to go with, he's the only person I feel like I can be coo with without all that weird tension and shit and plus he's from there so a tour guide would be awesome, but my aunt is down to go and she knows it like the back of her hand coz she's lived there. Is it retarded that I've ever been there and I yearn to live there? I love the city. They don't think I can handle it but I'm a tough cookie, you gotta rough it sometimes to enjoy life.