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Sunday, May 07, 2006

    smooth operator


I really should just stop going out. I always get into some shit. There's just no escaping it.

Last night, I went to a really good friend's party and there was this one bitch I had to bring back down to earth. She was drunk and reverse-grinding on some dude that was so not interested. So I made fun of her. There was just no way I couldn't. She was just asking for it.

She was about 3 feet away from me and obviously heard me so she was like, "I'm not deaf you stupid bitch. I can hear you!"

"One, I'm a bitch but I'm not stupid. Get it right. Two, I don't give a fuck about you hearing me. That's the damn point."


Bitch had some ginormous balls cause she walked straight up to me and got in my face. "I don't know who you think you are but I'll kick your ass!"

"Oh, bitch, you've really got life fucked up. Mint. You are seriously violating my gangsta with breath like that. It's beyond offensive. And since you're feeling so froggy, jump, bitch. I'm gonna whoop your ass."

White girls.
It never fails.
They go straight for the hair.

Why?

Do you not understand that just further pisses me off and leaves with no choice but to uppercut you in the chin and then proceed to whoop your ass, as my oh-so-wonderful crackhead uncle Willie would say, like you stole somethin? I just got this shit done.

The funny thing about it was I only hit her that one time and she backed up and just sat down on the floor and started crying for her friends, who, BTW, were just standing there looking at her drunk, dumb ass the whole time.

I was expecting her to put some kind of fight cause she was obviously pissed but naw. She just cried. It's always like that though. The ones who start shit are always the ones who can't fight.

See why I can't be left alone? Bad shit happens.

That bitch had a strong chin though, cause my damn hand is still hurting.

******

All of my grades are FINALLY up. Guess who made the dean's list? I'm so stoked. Those two semesters I took chem fucking killed my GPA so I really needed to bring that shit back up. And I did. I did. I did. I did.

My baby's coming home today. YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY! That's excitement right there, folks. I miss him like whoa.
I'm gonna make steak and spicy shrimp pasta for dinner. And he'll have me for dessert. ;) I got some new lingerie, fuck-me boots, and I made a new CD with all my favorite Sade songs.

I swear I'm like the most awesome fiance EVAH. Guys, you should be so jealous. I mean, really. So jealous it hurts.

It should be a crime.

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