Thirty-five.

So, people complain about how long my blogs are. I'm sorry, bitches. Damn, y'all ol' illiterate non-readin' ass hoes. If it's too long, stop reading. Go grab a damned Dr. Suess book, ho. Moving on; what happened today? Well, I went out for a minute then came home. I watched the NBA All-Star game! Go East! Them niggas dicked the West. Dwight Howard is a fucking beast, brodaddycuzson. Pretty much, today was chill. I was kind of upset earlier. Niggas try to use me and shit. Don't take my gratitude for granted. Seriously though, I went online shopping today. Fucckkk, I want this belt though.

That shit is gorgeous, right? Someone go buy me that because I spent my money before I saw it. Nigga, I'd step out so tough in that bitch. Juelz said she'd by me these blazers too! Those are hot too. Let me go get a picture, hold up.

Yessir, those are fucking sexy. I have the perfect outfit for them too. I just need a fitted. Help me find one? Thanks. I better not see any of you with that shit either. Adopt children, not style. So yea, anyway. I added new songs to my playlist and I randomized the play. Miguel is my nigga, but hearing Vixen every time I clicked this damned blog started to get on my nerves. I'm sitting here listening to the playlist as I type and it's not being as random as I'd like it to be. It started off on Can't Tell Me Nothin', then it went to the Kayne West version of Billie Jean and then right back to Can't Tell Me Nothin'. I'm sayin', Kanye is hot - but but I ain't tryna hear son back to back. Alright, cool - it's playing Fab now. I really don't have much to talk about with you tonight. There's a lot of shit on my mind, really - but I don't know if I want to tell the whole world right now.

- I love Lizzy, she reads my blog. <3

- Juelz, hang up on me again and see what happens.

- Jarell, stop being so gay.

- Jeanri, you're 5'6" now bew?!


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