Rollin' Down Tha Street...
Sippin' on strawberry milk. Tupuc lives...in our hearts. By the way, I know I parodied a Snoop Dogg joint, but while I was thinking about drinking the strawberry milk, some guy was blasting Tupac in his car. Me and Melissa looked at each other. Why am I talking about this? I don't know...
I haven't posted in awhile. I've been lazy, but I'll try not to be anymore. Last week I was so happy. This week I guess I'm ok. The politics of school have dragged down my mood. And it's only the third week. I don't know how to describe my feelings about this. Not angry, not exactly upset....maybe disappointed? But then again I don't expect much of anyone. So maybe people being two-faced should be something that I know will be there? Shit I don't know anymore. What I do know is I want to be happy. I like that feeling. When I felt it last week I thought to myself, I like this feeling. So I'm not going to let others bring me down. Yes, this is uplifting. Up, up, and away.
As for this weekend, I'm staying at my aunt and uncle's house and watching my cousin while they're gone. I know I'm gonna be exhausted. I'll already be tired from school, and then I gotta watch him for the weekend. I don't mind though. He's a cutie. I know he's gonna be smart when he gets older. He's 5 now. Awww so cute. I love little kids. Yep, you may be surprised, but I'm good with children. But when I'm not around sweet little children- bam! goes out the window. And I return to my classy self. Don't you ever forget, I put the ASS in CLASS Ain't no denying that one. Shit I'm tired. And I finna go eat dinner now. Shooot I got chuleta. White people style ya'll.
* I HATE WHAT I HAVE BECOME TO ESCAPE WHAT I HATED BEING!!!!!!*