So I went to the dentist again todayy .
To get my six cavities filled in and sealed up .
The dentist was mad cool .
I got to watch TV while he worked in my mouth .
Wait .
That sounded like some freaky shit .
Hahahaha .
The only weak part what when I had to get injected with some
" I can't feel my face dope ."
It was so strong .
Because I can't feel anything on the left side of my face .
So I started thinking ,
If I decide to fight a bitch or whoever ,
I would be like totally oblivious to pain for the next 24 hours .
So if anyone wants to fight me at the current time ,
please let me know . Lmao .
If wouldn't matter if I had this shit in my face or not I'll still fight .
But anyway .
My moms was suppose to be taking me and my sister Kayla
to Memorial city mall to take
advantage of that tax free weekend shit .
She took a nap , And it looks like we'll just go tomorrow .
And I've gotta work today and tomorrow anyway .
I was annoyed as fuck though yesterday at work though .
Because This weak nigga Abdul didn't wanna pick up the phone to take
fucking orders .
Fat black Haitian dirtyy ass .
I like my job , and it's cool .
I just don't like dealing with stupid people who yell over the phone over some fucking pizza .
It's not that damn crucial .
And at any job you have , there will always be some annoying ass fat greedy coworker
who doesn't wanna do anything and bitches to the managers about every little thing . Lol .
I've got plans for Saturdayy and too .
I'm suppose to be seeing Ramseyy .
Yeeeeee .
I asked my mom and everything :
" Ma ! "
" What Gene'a . "
" Can I go out with my friend Ramseyy on Saturday ? "
" Who is this nigga Ramseyy ? "
" He's my friend :) "
" What time you tryna do this ? "
" After I get off work . "
" What time is that ? "
" Ninee . "
" What ?! "
" C'monnn mamaaaa . "
" How you getting there ? "
" Idkk yet "
" I'll bring ya'll "
" NO ! "
" Hahahahahahaha , why Gene'a "
" Because thats for seventh graders . Can I take the car ? "
Blankk staree .
" Yeahh you can go . "
I jet off to my room .
I gotta be at work for 5:30 .
It's 4:11 sooo ,
I'll be easyyyy :)
HighRise.
Contrary to popular belief:
I'm complicated.
What it is one time PAC DIV.
My mind is a blood red brick house on Stone street
with thousands of rooms; blue mirrors,
the auroma of marajuana and music.
Cacoethes Scribendi. Get it tattooed on my wrist.
New Orleans native. My accent proves it all.
I am finally beggining to accept the fact that I am meant to be alone.
I am forever in the cycle of change.
I tend to treat serious situations like how I treat strangers.
I'm a starving writer and a dying phtographer.
No one will ever comprehend or understand.
When I die I want Bob Marley playing at my gravesite.
I am the rose that grew from concrete.
What it is one time PAC DIV.
My mind is a blood red brick house on Stone street
with thousands of rooms; blue mirrors,
the auroma of marajuana and music.
Cacoethes Scribendi. Get it tattooed on my wrist.
New Orleans native. My accent proves it all.
I am finally beggining to accept the fact that I am meant to be alone.
I am forever in the cycle of change.
I tend to treat serious situations like how I treat strangers.
I'm a starving writer and a dying phtographer.
No one will ever comprehend or understand.
When I die I want Bob Marley playing at my gravesite.
I am the rose that grew from concrete.
