Twenty-one.

I feel like blogging again, yo. My days have been alright - then yesterday I found out Jamal won't be getting out until 2034. Damn, sucks right? Fuck it. I miss the nigga and everything, but I can't do much about that one. I keep him in prayers and I'll be damned if he starves in there. I wrote him a song and what not. I pretty much just laid my heart out and what I was feeling about this whole situation. I feel a lot better about it now, though. I wonder how shit would have been if he had graduated with us? Man, we'd be out here foolin'! Fuck it - what's done is done.

Man, I have no fucking idea why I'm even still up right now. I have to go to work in the morning. I'm talkin' to my mcsuperfly new friend, Remy on yahoo though. Whatever, she's weird. Lol nah - bullshittin'.

j a y . ™: Next thing I know, bitches in my box askin' where I cop my kicks.
j a y . ™: Askin' for the names of certain shoes... Doesn't bother me.
r e m y . ™: ok i get mad at that.
j a y . ™: Because I wasn't the only one doing the shoe thing.
r e m y . ™: when people ask me where I get my shit from
r e m y . ™: downtown bitch.
r e m y . ™: online ho

Lmao, I'm sayin' though! That's what we call 2 b0ssii 4 deez h0'z! This chick be spazzin' though yo. Real fucking talk. Don't click this if you have a life, because this is 5 minutes you won't get back; although it's well wasted.

What did the bear ever do to you!? Lol - fuck it. So tomorrow, well today, I have to go get my letters of recommendation from my old high school and go shopping for my momma. Yo, I'ma be so fucking extra sexified fly! I'm gettin' off work dumb early because I'm that nigga. Don't question my authority, ho! Alright though, I'm about to be out. - PAYCE!

IMTOOBAWSYFORTHESEHOES!
Outro.