Archive for October, 2010

new blog part 2

October 29, 2010

Okay, please scroll down to the first post in return of part two of this. Thank you…

Anyways, As I was saying told me to get the car. Gwen didn’t lose it, I’m not the type to get… violent. So I said, “uh no thank you”, an kept it moving! Now I am just saying this to all the girls out there cause some of y’all are dumb hoes to get in the car. Especially in the hood?! Ninja please. So I went down the street, he made a U-turn and followed me down the street. I saw this Mexican so I talked to him, to make it look like I knew him, so the creepy old man drove off, pffft crackheads. Adios Amigo to the Mexican. And that’s my ghetto story. It’s a good thing my brother wasn’t there or I’d be on the witness protection program. But because of that I went home, ate dinner, went to bed at ahhh 10 PM. I woke up around 2 AM, I was crying, and everytimw I thought of why I was crying. I just cries more for no reason. I told my brother in the other room, I wanna go to the hospital. Sooo he took me there, I was put in the patient room. The nurse asked why didn’t feel well. I just was in a daze cause I was depressed and tired.. I turned my head to the side, and said “I feel like killing myself.” and just like that I snapped back into reality. Let me tell you, this nurse told the doc and he pulled the whistle and blew it like an army sargeant, bahaha, these girls in white coats came running in like an army drill and ripped me butt naked and put me in a hospital blue dress or whatever. Looking like a hot mess I was, oh yeah. They called my mother, oh God. But they brought the psychtraist whatever and asked me dumv questions for 2 hours and They finally released me in the morning. Sheesh, I never wanna go back to the hospital Gwen. Sorry if I wasted your 3 minutes reading this bull. Haha.


new blog…

October 29, 2010

“cruising down the west side
on the highway,
doing what we like to do,
our way,
eyes behind shades,
sitting sideways with a newport to blaze.”

Ahahaha, seriously Gwen you cannot rap to save ur life. Nigga, this is my blog, so bounce. Anywho, what it do? I love me some Paul Wall, I aint heard him in ages though, probably died… (ahem) career wise. Oh speaking of music, throwback of the day is “I wanna be down remix” by Brandy ft queen, yo etc..

White ppl: Oh my god, this is my favorite song!
Black ppl: Oh sh*t Nigga. Dis is my joint!

Oh I mean to tell a story that happened a year ago, haha I came out cracking the hell up laughing about it, on the way home. I know people drivin by were like “what the hell is that chick laughing about”? to let you know nigga, I wasnt tipsy okay? now this happened one day when my ma told me to get her a cup of coffee aight so i went to the bakery round da corner and um im not the type of girl to “stand out”. i dress in hoodies and baggy pants ya kmow. and this nigga blasting music loud enough for God to hear. came rolling up by me. before I crossed the street, had the effing nerve (and I was in a bad mood that day) to ask me to get into his car cause I was so beautfiul. Good gawd, thats the 2nd time that shyt happened to me. that was actually the firsttime but Ill post another blog cos my word limit is up…