Archive for September 2011

Save yourself. Fuck the women and children.


Today

so, how about
im scrolling down my news feed
and see lightskinned-mike thanking rj for letting him "crash" and how he hopes it'll be a great friendship
that nigga ain't gon leave!

ha, rj is not that deep
so we good

naw, nigga! i'm worried FOR him
poor rj!

welp
tell him
TELL HIM
then after that.*hans up*

L M A O
im trying
but i dont think hes online right now

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no one should have to suffer though that

hahahaha
ok


Nah, but, on the real. He'll never go home. He'll ask to come over to chill, but then he'll have a travel backpack filled with snacks for the long haul. He'll ask to stay for the weekend because it's closer to school but then he'll skip school everyday the following week. He'll ask to just hang out for a few nights, but a few weeks later he's still sleeping on the couch.

He. Will. Never. Leave. You.

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I ran away.

This weekend I took a field trip to Baltimore. I went for Afia's birthday. And for the sheer joy of seeing Two Door Cinema Club for free. It was sooooooooo worth it. My dad fronted the money for the ticket, so I didn't even pay anything. Power to that.

At the FreeFest, I didn't really take any pictures of the acts, because I'm trying to teach myself how to live in the moment. You can't enjoy a concert through a viewfinder, you know. So I just sang and danced and was filled with bliss during Two Door Cinema Club and then afterward, we painted a Tardis on a wall. I need a life, haha.




And then I painted myself.


After a rather extensive nap, we went to a warehouse party at one of Afia's friends' houses. Sadly, I didn't want to get mugged in Baltimore, so I left my camera in the car. I probably wouldn't have taken any pictures at the warehouse anyway, because I didn't know anyone and white people kind of scare me in packs.

I did meet this one boy named Jackson and his friend Gabriel, though. Gabriel is really funny. I made out with Jackson for like an hour. That was rather pleasant.



We climbed onto a roof and saw the entire skyline of Baltimore. Again, the camera was left inside as I did not want my bag getting wet on the roof. Or falling off the roof. Or me to fall off the roof taking pictures with my camera. Just a lot of things about the roof and death/moisture.







[[Suck on this.]]

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WEST INDIAN DAY PARADE

Jessica invited me to a party during J'ouvert on Sunday night, and when I went... it was pretty meh. This picture makes is seem like I had a lot more fun than I really did in all honesty, but it could have been worse. I could have fallen off the roof. But I didn't. That's good, right? In order to make this venture more enjoyable for myself, I recruited my New Babeh, Lovelyn. I love that gurl... It's in her name! I'm required. The only redeeming quality of the evening was, after Jessica was done shaking it for pay, I took a whack at it. Made some money. 

WHAAAAAT?

That's right. I made some money. By shaking. With my clothes on might I add. I'm so damn proud of myself.

 





And that was the joy of the Parkway. I think I saw that one Anya girl from Project Runway, but I can't be too sure. If I did, I can die happy. She's so damn pretty. GEEZ.

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