"Hey Baybay, let it play that's my song, turn it up!"
Friday, Sept. 07, 2007 - 11:04 p.m.
I'm tipsy. (I just wrote "tippy". LOL!)
I do not enjoy riding in this tiny ass Ch.evy Coba.lt. Cheap ass car. This is a humbling f'n experience fa sho.
I'm bored but sleepy as hell. I bet I open that "Sleeping with S.trangers" and be knocked the f out.
"Not Daniele! NOT DANIELE!!!" LMFAO!
I do not want to go to class tomorrow to do that damn ropes course. WTF?! I should take my camera so I can show the world what la universidad internacional de florida has its grown-ass working professional students doing on a mothaf'n Saturday. Foolishness.
I sho' wanna go out tonight (in addition to the Happy Hour I just came from) but I can't be too hungover tomorrow. I gotta be in some kinda shape to be climbin' a damn telephone pole.
I WANT ME SOME DAVID!!!!!! But that nigga trippin'. I ain't mad though. If I cared, I would be mad or hurt. But I don't, so I ain't. Just disappointed, is all. But it's all good. Celibacy is assisting me with getting over that emotion real quick.
I don't wanna be a damn pimp but I swear the shit is in my blood. In the words of my girl, Sade, "What am I supposed to do?"
LOL. I'm goin' home. I'll holla.