Watch the Throne is a good album. Keyword: GOOD. Not revolutionary. Not epic. Not pivotal. But good. I guess its just like how I always make something more than what it is; people just want something to love and awe over. Don’t get me wrong, Jay and Ye did a good job. But GOOD from Ye and Jay makes the world into frenzy. They have singularly change hip hop but this album is just good music, not some movement type shit.
~ Kanye. Watch the throne.
The self storage lady thinks were friends lol
Habits from Sophmore Year to Junior Year:
Staying out partying instead of going to class
Smoking all my money up instead of eating
Being sad over men not caring
Broke :)
Waiting to literally the last week of classes to do work and show up to class
Sleep 16/24 hours a day
All that drama :)
Crazytown situations
..so I guess there’s nothing for me but get brand new
READY TO START FUCKING CLASSES AND GETTING MONEY. THE END. CAPISH?
I miss my best friend Nia. We had an argument and haven’t really spoken since. She gets on nerves at times but I love her so much. She’s so genuine and really cares about people. I’ve been feeling really along in the world lately. I feel as though its human nature to be grimey because people snake each other all the time. I’m thinking maybe I should not give people so much of me because they wouldn’t do the same in return.
So Dearius threw an something like a cocktail party last night. We were in here scrambling for outfits and looking for class in our booty skirts and bandus. However, I pulled it together. I tied some golden hued fabric around my boobs(adding a knot for flair and function), black pencil skirt and my new 6 inch powder pink suede pumps. The 40s weave was the perfect accessory.
We roll up and see people in jeans. I felt like such a joke. Lol. When I took a closer look I realized the girls had on cocktail attire I was cool. I ust didnt want to look like I did the most. Whatever. It was cool, chill. I didn’t even want to go but I my roommates were already dressed so I had to hold it down.
I promise to not be on the same shit as before but I cursed a guy out at the end of the school year and saw him yesterday. He didn’t speak as I requested but I don’t want to have that awkwardness again. I just want to chill when I’m actually chillin. Zoe says I have to take control of the situation and just speak to make it like nothing. I didnt yesterday though. It’s like my mouth filled with shit.
My landlord is some crazy old woman.
Why the fuck do I live with some crazy old woman?
My roommates can beat it with that “We can talk to her” bull.
There shouldnt be problems.
I shouldnt have to feel on edge in my own house.
Its a nice house though.
Still dipping…
Home tour at 12.
