"He ain't gotta be no gangsta. He ain't gotta be no balla."
Sunday, Feb. 10, 2008 - 6:33 p.m.
Grace is doing better today. I'm praying for her. That's all I can do.
I met the 35th man of my dreams today. He was the tire salesman at C.ost.co. So damn cute. Looked just like Ra.hee.m Deva.ughn, if I do say so myself. Lovely personality. Even my mommy approved!
He had "Victorious" tattooed on his hand. I fell in love.
I didn't have the nerve to tell him he is the man of my dreams. I told myself if I see him in the streets, I'll let him know 'cause that would be fate, me seeing him in the streets.
The Lord gon' send me somebody I want someday.
I just can't understand why I can't accept the fact that there are bigger things to worry about than me having somebody......