Umm, I walked up in this joint IRRITATED today. God, I hate PMS. *going to take my lovely pills*
Sing to me Donnie…I got “A Song For You” playing on my ipod *sigh* Sang to me Donnie. *feeling a little better*

B called me last night, backgroud here We had a superficial convo for awhile and then it went something like this:
Me: Are we friends?
B: yeah, sure why?
Me: Nah, that’s all I needed to know
B: You sound like there is something you want to tell me.
Me: Nope, I got my answer.
B: You can tell me. Oh, you got a booty call. lol! What’s the nigga name?
Me: It’s not even like that. I just didn’t want you to be going in one direction and I was going in the other.
B: Dammit woman, you gonna stop talking in riddles. You can tell me.
Me: I’m good, nah let me stop lying. Can we JUST be friends?
B: That’s cool. I kind of figured because you went from talkin to a nigga everyday to ain’t spoke in two weeks. Had a nigga aroused for two weeks but that’s ok!
(his sister picks up)
B: well, you gonna be up, I got to let my sis use the phone.
Me: Nah, I got a 9am class.
B: well, I’ll speak to you whenever. bye
Me: aight.Bye.

*Sing to me Anthony Hamilton…”Float” is now playing*

I finally did it. I stopped being passive aggressive *just not calling him* and actually said what I wanted. I feel much better. I can’t control how he handles what I’ve said, I can just be at peace that I won’t be leading him on. And I’d like to be his friend but we’ll see, if we don’t keep in contact, I’m honestly ok with that.

*Sing to me Jilly from Philly….”Gettin in the Way”…

*switch*
~ It’s the last week of school. I have one more lecture and a breakout/hmwk session and I’m DONE for the semester. I got a final on May 2nd and May 6th. Accounting on May 6th is the one that is of great consequence. I got the rest of this week, the weekend and next week to study. I need a “B” on the final. Lord give me understanding.
~ Shout out to my uncle graduating May 6th…do it big uncle!
~ Shout out to my cousin graduating May 13th…we will fo sho do it big that weekend!
~ My mom and her friend, want me to meet her friend’s nephew, I need pictoral evidence before proceeding. Hopefully I can get that evidence this weekend.
~ This cubicle environment is sucking the life out of me. I got enough sleep. Gray walls suck. I’m deathly tired.
~ Alrighty, I’m done!

Serenity