yeah. its that time again. boooooo. i hate this. let's start off with the big 2-1. the second i turned 21, we went to a club/bar where the bouncer recognized us. here's how it went.
bouncer: you guys are str8. *motions us to come in*
ness: nooo!! u HAVE to card me!
bouncer: *looks at my real ID* oh, so NOW yur 21? damn. happy birthday, baby.
and he hugs me. haha. bouncer got MODED! (kali term. i dont kno wtf it means. so ask them kali folk) i saw BLACK EYED PEAS on my birthday. damn. they're so sick with it. apl.de.ap is the man. and that bboy breaker cat was just.... DAMN!! but yeah. all u filipino peeps. download *the apl song* by BEP. just dont DL frum kazaa. them kazaa peeps are already after me. everyone be scarin me that it's all illegal to dl frum them now. wtf. i wasn't aware. n now i'm goin to jail. fawk! anywaze. the birthday bash was tite. me n mikey wanna thank everyone n their mamas for comin out. i wasnt as faded as that kid tho. i swear i wasnt!!
i lost all my squares. (chicago term. it means cigarettes. don't ask me why) so these cats conned me into playing that card game, texas hold 'em. we didn't gamble money. no. we gambled our damn cigarettes. i shoulda known better. i lost so many effin times. they kept givin me all my squares back. but i just lost them again. dammit. keep me away frum that game. and halo while yur at it. i suck at both. maybe cuz my teachers are ruthless and they dont give a fuck that i just learned. all shootin me hardcore. dickheads. jp, guys. i'm not bitter. i just need a smoke.
my patient the other day was too kyoot. he was 81 with cancer. so check it.
mr. patient: hey nanessa! (he couldnt pronounce my name without his dentures)
nanessa: yeah?
mr. patient: wanna hear a joke?
nanessa: sure!
mr. patient: what do you want on your tombstone?
nanessa: (playin along) ummm, my name? the date i died?
mr. patient: i want cheese and pepperoni!! HAHAHAHAHA!! tombstone is a pizza!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
hahahaha. i've never seen an 81-year-old laugh so hard in my life. it was really cute. really. word.
if you think that watermelons will grow in yur tummy if u swollow them seeds... yo mama done lied to u!!! i swallowed a few just now. n i feel fine. u swear i'm about to get up and walk over to the garbage rite now. ahhh.. laziness at its finest. haha useless shit rite thurr. but i'm eatin watermelon and i remember when i was a shortie, my mom would always tell me shit like that. like if you go to sleep with yur hair wet, you'll go blind. mann.. fuck that. that never happens. but then again i never tried. i didnt wanna take that chance and go blind. just in case it WAS true, ykno?
so i was expecting a phone call from ben. he lost his phone n he wanted to chill. so this random number pops up on my cell phone. so i answered and talked to this dood for half-an-hour thinkin it was ben. he was sayin all this shit that i never told ben b4. and he was askin me the same questions he asked last nite. i was trippin. thinkin he took sum crazy pills. but nooo. it wasn't ben. it was marlo the whole time! i havent talked to that nigguh in a minute! sowree dawg!! u guys sound the same! i kicked myself in the ass twice. salty ass shit. mannn.. nanessa got moded so baddd.
which brings us to today. 7.31.03. HAPPY 22nd BIRTHDAY, JAY!!! i miss you crazy!! cheeeers! so yeah. hit him up and wish that playa a happy birthday. aight. thats it for me. alotta useless ish. but the important stuff wouldnt mean shit to u. thas just how it is. so i'm about to pick up my pay check, get a glimse of my eric, then head down to skewl to move outta my old apartment and move into my new one. peeeeece muthuhfukkuhhhhh!
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