really amazing how many times I've forgotten how to spell my
own username... "Wrong Username. Try again"...
there's one thing I know about fashion, it's that you dont necessarily
hafta match... Take my outfit today, for instance... Absolutely
nothing matches.. not my newsboy cap/jeans/top/shoes/coat/bag....Heehee...
I make it work...But I'm rocking it.. I make it have a life
of its own... The mismatch gives it a certain quality.. My style's
versatile like that...
got out Illinois Civ Pro.. I need notes from the last class...
today's class included... I wasn't really paying attention today....
Was surfin' the net.. Wireless internet connection has its downside....
October... the year's almost over... and what exactly have I
done with myself?
wardrobe needs an infusion of new fall/winter clothes... That
can wait a while though.. I've got clothes coming out the wazoo..
So ix-nay on the buying-clothes-nay for now...
love my nose stud.. It gives me a certain look... I absopositively
love it... Seriously thinking about getting my nipple or nipples
pierced.. I think I'll do one first.. see how that works out...
then do the other later.. Good idea, yes?
I know is, I'm moving outta Chicago after graduation... Plans
are already in motion...I wanna experience someplace new.. Of
course that brings its own bevy of concerns/issues.. But I'll
tackle them as they come at me...
to self: Email Rebecca A. tomorrow.. update my resume first...
have a craving for pancakes right now.... Should I satisfy it?
yes to the Dixie Chicks..... Let'er Rip... uh huh...
doing/Nothing...chillin' at the Holiday Inn..."
you ever wonder about ... nah, did you ever just wonder?
drop kaboom/Baby rub on your nipples..."
showered yet.. I feel icky.. Dove/Mz Sponggy, here I come...
the party begin bitch.."
ass pussy.. I know you got the bomb bomb pussy.."
need a dick up inside me... I'm creaming all over myself thinking
about the last fuck I had... damn!
I haven't seen one other than mine in a lil while.... Haven't
forgotten what that shit tastes like tho.. mmm mmm yummy...
your mammary glands jiggle..."
how did that whole thing come about... HA!
day party at some place downtown later today.. Should give K.
a call and see if she wants to head down together... Absolutely
love talking/hanging out with her.. SHEEEeeeeit, i was supposed
to call her yesterve.. Umm, Hmm, eek! WIll call her.. riiiiiiiiiight
wanna see you rock that ass.. rock that ass"
it for me.. shorty, twerk it for me".........
not sure what to wear... Definitely NoT native wear.. like FUCK
no... FUUUUUUCCCCK NO...
I washed my hair last night.. conditioned... sprayed.. nice...wooheee
Let's play that song again... 112... Haven't downloaded porn
in a milliminute... "Search"...
WEEK OF OCTOBER 7
this.. blog that.. blog you.. fuckaa!
talked to this one cool dude today.. he was hella fuckin' cool..
I'm calling him again tonite... Noice..
feel pretty.. Ohh so pretty.. I feel pretty and [something]
tonight... **dont worry about me, I'm just singing**
hair's growing out. I might need a haircut pretty soon. But
let's see how it looks like. Gosh, I'm loving this 'do. I've
actually talked to one asswipe who thought my hair was not on
point. Like, what exactly the fuck! The moron hasn't even seen
the hair in person. He's going off pictures he's seen. This
shit looks mucho better in real life. It's the shizzznaaait.
There I said it. Heh.
Get off my case. I really dont want to have to insult you because
I usually feel bad after I do. So ease off and stay the fuck
away. Far the fuck away. Dont talk to me for a couple days.
Give me a chance to cool off and come to things on my own terms.
Like seriously, what the fuck is wrong with you. Dont make me
tell you about yourself.
am so horny, this shit aint even funny. Celibacy is a deep-twatted
saggy-breasted mean-ass fadafukka.. Like damn. I feel like I
might cave given the right temptation. I'm doing such a good,
but not easy, job of resisting temptation right now. But I'm
afraid that given the ohsoright one, my resolve might weaken.
That's the honest truth and, trust me, I'm not so happy knowing
she is so pretty. I'm seating a few rows away from this beautiful
chick. She is pretty. There's something about her face. Her
body's on point too. I love appreciating beautiful things, especially
beautiful women. I wish i could go up to her and tell her that
I think she's absolutely gorgeous. But I'm sure she already
knows that. So so pretty. Her smile is so perfect, yo. I love
the way that shirt looks on her. It's a white cotton shirt.
Ha, you know what I just realized, she's sitting there --doing
whatever the fuck's she's doing -- she has no idea I'm writing
about her.. Ha.. Stalker tendencies.. HEh.
my class got cancelled tonight. Basically, I hauled ass here
for no damn reason. Casciato, you suck and you rock at the same
fuckin' time. I should go home soon. I'll surf the web a lil'
bit longer. Useless shit waiting for me at home.
up for a couple bottles of Heineken?
i finally got the maintenance haircut.. Fuck growing this shit
out.. Wasn't working out.. I mean, the whole point of me cutting
my hair again in the first place was 'coz I got tired of having
long hair.. So off it went yesterday... I cut it even shorter..
Catdamn, I look like a dude.. But a pretty ass dude. Heh...
I've been getting compliments... Good good... Kinna like a model
look.. With my round face and all.. Or is it oval face... Whatever..
Don't matter... Bottom line: it looks good... Clap for moi...
just had some pretzels, a lil bag of Famous Amos cookies and
a glass of Coke... gatdamn Sodium in that coke... Wont help
my bloating none.... Yup, bloating's started again... Damn period's
gon' be here anytime soon... Shitfuckhell, my body is weird..
like, what the fuck.. A few days before I start bleeding profusely
from my twat, I bloat up.. Any little thing I eat makes my tummy
swell up like a fuckin beach ball.. I'll look almost 3 months
preggie... UGGH!.. Grrrr... but that's what Premsyn PMS is there
for... Work, pills, work!
to hang out with D. later today... Was supposed to do that yesterday,
but getting that haircut took me longer than expected... According
to him, he cooked... So that means, I'll be eating some proper
food tonight.. .La-dee-dah.. He's a cool ass dude... Looking
forward to clowning with him tonight...
Glurr... seems like I've had either some quiz or major exam
every week for the past 5 weeks.. Good thing I'm acing alla
them classes... Good shit... I'm smart.. heh.. I know it.. And
you damn sure should know it too.. But wait a sec, FUCK! I have
a paper due on the 27th.. yes, of this month.. Marital Diss...
fuck it all to hell.. Have I even picked a topic yet... I think
I did.. Just need to remember it... EEk! Gotta start researching
soon... How much you wanna bet, I'll be in school overnight
a day before that shit is due tryna finish it up... buck-fifty?....
saw Texas Chainsaw Massacre last night.. Went to the midnight
show with K... Catdamn! I loved that movie.. I wouldn't say
it was scary.. I love scary movies.. I KNOW scary movies...and
that movie definitely was not scary... More like, it was filled
with suspensful scenes that are guranteed to make you JUMP!
fuck mehn... Noice noice.. hellafriggin' noice... Me liked...
ma cellie at? Huh?
gone.. outta my world... Bye bye bye...
me get to cracking on this Secured Transactions nonsense...
ACC 555 midterm coming right up... Be prepared.. Yes, yes, I'll
and gentlemen, I present to you: Maroon 5... "Harder to
Breathe" is the shit... One of ma new cuts.. Best believe...
Appreciate it, muthafuckas...
Jes burped...Let out a silent fart too.. HA! Damn, i feel bloated...
it Sunday yet? Like Duh!
he said his shit takes like lemonade... Catdamn, that boy is
nuts... Heh.... He needs to be shook.. i told him that...
in case, you wanted to know **FART**, I'm wearing a denim jacket...
You did want to know, din' ya?
said my inner child is crying to be loved... that got me crackingthehellup!
I hope he was kiddin'... Maybe.. Hopefully.. I aint crying to
be loved none.. No sirree Bobola.. nuh uh... HELLS NAW! **deep
in thought** -- not really..
me to call O. later today.. Hafta... Jes hafta.. Say hi and
wussup and all that good schitt...
Abracadabra 1000 times.. real fast... Double dare...
1.44pm.... Lets get cracking on some o' those assignments..
shall we? Me first.... You next....
WEEK OF OCTOBER 14
umm, 'twas Monday... school time.. beginning of a new school
mehn... it's great being a senior...Final year.. couple more
months till graduation... May 16, 2004.. 05/16/2004.... Exact
graduation date... Civic Opera House: guaranteed location...
This bish cant wait... Finally.. the day I get to walk across
that stage and accept that friggin' diploma.... Then I get to
come back in June and graduate from graduate business school..
Rock on, bish!
now, i can't say that I'm coasting.. 3rd year's supposed to
be the easiest.. It is, but yet it isn't.. I've got work to
do, but I wait until the last possible moment to do 'em... That's
jes for my law classes though... My MBA classes keep me on my
feet.... I have a midterm tomorrow that I need to finish studying
believe we're in the 10th week of school though.. Seems like
we just started yesterday... Well, not technically, yesterday...
but you know what I mean... Aite, i think I'm getting sleepy..
Or jes tired...
through my write-up, I lost the inspiration to blog...
jes got a call from D.. he tried to play a prank on me... It
worked... Crazy ass dude... He makes fun of the way I say "noice"..
Not "nice", but "noice"...
umm, I'm supposed to be helping out with this Advocate nonsense,
but I dont feel like it.. It doesn't feel like 1st year or even
2nd year. It was so much fun doing this shit during my first
2 years here. It's not that I feel too big to do it now... certainly
not that.. never that.. It's just that I've done this for a
while, so I'm kinna sorta tired of doing it right now. I'll
leave it to the 1Ls and 2Ls to handle it. I'm sure you have
no idea what I'm talking about. Let's leave it that way. I'm
not in the mood to explain... However, I will say this, Advocates
are a group of law students that volunteer to help the school
out at open houses.. We've got all these prospective students
who visit the school on a Saturday to listen to us gush about
how great law school is, and how much greater OUR law school
is.. We try our darnedest to get them to think about coming
to our school. We take 'em on a tour of the school ( highlights:
computer lab, library and courtroom)... Fuck.. I thought I said
I wasn't going to really explain... Blast it all to Tartarus...
I jes fuckin' explained it all.... HA! Look at all those 1Ls
go.. Damn, did I look that naive and fresh first year... I find
it hard to believe... But I betcha I prolly did.. I most certainly
prolly did.. Hahaha... Those 2nd years dont look any better...
Naive muthafuckaas... Not to worry.. They'll learn.... Learn
learn learn .....
someone now explain to me why I fuckin' hauled ass here at 8
in the morning, donned this ridiculous blue Advocate polo shirt
on a Saturday... Huh? I coulda slept an hour or two more...
I dont think I'm going to sign up for any more open houses...
I'm too "old" for alla this... Glurrrr...
I've been farting since last night.. not jes any regular ole
fart.. but venomous muthafuckaas... Funny thing though, I always
like to smell my farts.. Get the fuck outta 'ere... stop making
that funny face.. Dont try to tell me that you dont smell your
fart every now and then... Well then... Seriously though, this
shit better stop..
Ukranian bastard sitting next to me better not try to talk to
me... Obnoxious good-looking old fart.. I'm not talking about
flirting or anything but just plain talking.. He likes to talk..
I think he's one of those idiots that loves to listen to themselves
speak... The hell.. Get away from me with that shit.. Nonsense...
He's drinking some shit and the bottle's open and not too far
away from me.. I can smell the shit... Hold on a sec.. Lemme
see if I can get the name of the potion he's downing.... It's
called Lowfat Kefir.. Made by Lifeway.. Apparently, grade A
shit... Blueberry flavor, it seems... Damn, that shit has a
pungent odor.. Eek, I just farted again... Hopefully, the toxic
fumes from my fart will provide a temporary reprieve from the
smell wafting from that bottle.. Catdamn, it's a big ass bottle
too.... He must really like that shit, huh? Umm, right now,
he's on his phone... speaking Ukranian.. As much as I dont like
to have him talk to me, I will readily admit it's nice listening
to him talk on the phone... Don't read anything into that you
fuckaas.. I just enjoy listening to people speak foreign languages...
Foreign languages intrigue me.. Bluuuh...
this chick jes came in and paid her dues for BLSA.... being
the Treasurer and all, I duly collected her check from her...
She seems like a sweet chick and all, but she has GAT to get
better braids mehn.. right now, she has those chunky fat ass
braids in her hair.. Whoever did her hair did a half-ass shoddy
job of it.. Dang, sistah gurl. get you some better braids next
time... FART ALERT... I jes released another toxic one... Damn,
that one smelled particularly funky.. Aite aite aite.. enough
about my posionous farts... Back to the chick.. I think she's
mixed or something.. Yea yea yea.. she's definitetely mixed...
Aite, she also had major, I MEAN MAJOR, facial hair.. Doublewhoopin'dang!....
Her upperlips, her cheeks... and she's fair-skinned too, so
you can see alla that... She's kinna sorta pretty, but alla
that hair is jes UGGGGGGGGGGGGH! Ever heard of waxing or shaving....
like I have a bit to do today... schoolwork-wise... I'll try
my best to get started on it once I'm done here... HAHAHA..
I know I kinna sorta promised not to say anything anymore about
farts, but indulge me one more time.. I don't really have much
to say except, I just released another silent one... It seems
like one in a series.. I expect the rest to start sounding out
real soon.. Aite, that one din' stink.. I feel another.. It
seems to be building up.. HEh!! 'Twould seem that I like talking
about my farts... Hehehehe... **Smiles** Fuck off...
just took a little break from typing to scratch my shoulder
and palm my left tit.. No one saw me, dont worry... **Smiles**
jerk just burped.. He's still on the phone.. Don't bother me
none.. The more he's on the phone, the less he talks to me...
Doesn't help that he's sitting right next to me too.. I really
wonder if he can smell any of my farts.. Well, if he can , he
better not mention it coz if he does, I'm about to start denying
like a fadafukka... OJ Simpson would have nothing on me.. Shooo..
to see a movie with 2 funny cats later today... Don't know what
we seeing yet.. Was planning on seeing Scary Movie 3, but unfortunately
I heard it sucked.. We'll see though.. We'll see..
of typing.. Lemme go get started on some work.. I feel more
farts coming through...
HELL!!! some chick jes IM-ed me and said her aunt hurr in Chicago
needs some help.. She wants me to dial 911 for her.. She better
not be joking... I don't kid around with shit like that.. It
so wouldn't be funny... Umm, she just IM-ed me back again and
said she wasn't kidding.. Let me go see what this is about right
dokes, I'm bored of blogging... Submit...
WEEK OF OCTOBER 21
My laptop is kaput and believe you me, I am pissed.. It's been
lifeless for about 2 weeks now, and it's most definitely driving
me fuckin' bonkers... WHATTHEFUCK! See the problem is I take
notes in class with my laptop.. All the notes I've taken all
damn semester long are on that bloody laptop.. All the friggin'
outlines I've made are on that dratted laptop! I do everything
on that BLASTED laptop! Cotdamn, I dont even know how to take
notes with a simple paper and pen anymore... It's so bleep-in'
hard! Ever since first year, 5 semesters ago, I've been used
to clicking away on my fuckin' keyboard.. Now, it refuses to
turn on... I wonder if I can still make use of the warranty
on that piece o' shit... When i get home tonight, I'll be sure
to ask good ole Dad.... I sure have missed playing Spider Soliatire,
downloading porn, watching porn, stealing music off Kazaa, and
other miscellanous shit... Dang... It sucks... Plus, this is
a real critical time in the school semester-- got papers due
backtobacktoback... like Glurrrrrr! FUCKIT.. you know what this
shit means? It means that I can't work on my papers anytime
I want.. I gotta work on it at a school comp.. which means staying
overnight in school.. OHno! I mean I already knew I was gon'
hafta stay overnight during finals time, but I din' think it
was gonna be this early.. What kinna messed up spikedpoleshovedupthebutt
shit is this?! I ask all and sundry..... I wanna know... I WANNA!...
right at this moment, I'm on MSN IM with some dude I know...
So he signs on today with the handle "I don born-again"..
If yer reading this, and you're not Nigerian (Naija) or familiar
with Nigerian slang, it means "I am now born-again"...
well, fuck alla that.. here's a snippet of our convo:
says: born again?!!!! yea the fuck right
says: you meatpie loffa
don born-again says: here comes the devil herself oh
don born-again says: keep laffing
says: **keeps laffin**
don born-again says: olodo
don born-again says: may God bles u too
says: Amen.. Yes God will bless me plentifully
don born-again says: AMEN
don born-again says: but u gotta stop all the bad things u do
says: i dont do bad things
don born-again says: yes u do
says: no i dont
don born-again says: yeh rite
says: ewu, you want to cry
don born-again says: i've seen the Lord's goodness so no more
says: you aint right in the head
don born-again says: u need prayers ma
says: i need you pa
says: i need you to make me feel good... Monsters Ball style
don born-again says: no
don born-again says: u have the wrong guy
says: no i dont
says: i want you you you
don born-again says: i don't want u sha
don born-again says: i want Jesus
says: see rejection like a morasuckin' fadafukka
says: s'okay... i'll take it in stride
don born-again says: u said u didn't want me last nite
don born-again says: but God has found me now
don born-again says: pele
don born-again says: God is good
don born-again says: he'll deliver u
says: you need deliverance more than I do
says: liff me to my prayers
don born-again says: i'm ma brother/sister's keeper
don born-again says: so i can't leave u alone
says: ohno, you must
says: i shall now proceed to enter a convent
says: dont try to stop me
don born-again says: c'mon nah
don born-again says: read ur bible, pray everyday
don born-again says: k
says: i shall join the convent
don born-again says: but why?
says: because.. you rejected me.. there's no purpose to being
a sinner anymore... I must become a nun
don born-again says: u can never become a nun unless the Lord
says: the Lord will touch me tonite... I will pray very very
don born-again says: u really need it
don born-again says: imma pray for u too
says: thank you. my brother
don born-again says: ur welcome sista
says: so what prompted your new found alliance with Christ?
don born-again says: God is good nah
don born-again says: so sup?
says: now that yer born again, i dont really have much to discuss
says: so how about YOU tell me wassup in yer life?
don born-again says: lol
don born-again says: what do u mean?
don born-again says: i'm still [blank] nah
says: no you aint.. not the Muyiratu I sorta knew
says: from now on. Imma be on guard around you
don born-again says: lol
don born-again says: na wah oh
don born-again says: u nah
says: wetin I do?
don born-again says: ur treating me like an outkast
says: you are not an outcast
says: I jes dont need a reminder of how messed up my life is...
spiritually that is
don born-again says: i still like u
says: good... umm, I like you too
says: am i even allowed to say that to you
don born-again says: lol
don born-again says: of course
says: okay then...
says: you are going to be in my journal
says: es giving you a heads up
don born-again says: mmmmmmmmm
don born-again says: o lie about me ohg
says: ope nope.. I'm typing it right now
says: t's jes about our convo today
don born-again says: hmmmmmmmmm
don born-again says: k
don born-again says: ok i was just joking
don born-again says: but i loff Jesus
says: that wan is yer own palava
says: in my eyes, you are now born-again
he is crazy... aite, we're still talking on MSN... Now we're
talking about him hooking me up with his foine-ass sister...
I dont know why this nigga be trippin.. I mean, he SHOULD hook
me up right... You do agree with me, dontcha?
says: come speaking of virile... how far with yer sister nah
don born-again says: u dey look for trouble sha
says: you no fit do me nathin'!
don born-again says: u'll be surprised
don born-again says: even dudes,
don born-again says: i no dey let em talk to ma sista
says: but sha.. i no be dude
says: ah be sexxy dudette
says: make ah holla at yer fine siseko sista small nah
don born-again says: no thanx
says: pretty please with sugar on top!
don born-again says: sorry
says: why nah?
says: you are not very nice
don born-again says: r u mad?
don born-again says: i can hook u up with me
don born-again says: not ma sista
don born-again says: lai lai
says: but na yer sister I want passa
says: dude, you are So not cool mehn
says: whish kain cunt block be dis wan
don born-again says: ur mad
says: no i'm not
says: you are jes selfish
says: selfish mofo like you
don born-again says: worefa
says: i dont like you no more
says: jes tell me, how can i get to your sister
says: gimme her numba
don born-again says: u have to kill me first
says: please nah,. gimme her catdamn numba
don born-again says: she no get numba
says: yes she do
says: stop lying
don born-again says: i ain't
says: yes you are
don born-again says: no
says: i dont like you any more
don born-again says: mmmmmmmkay
so what was the point of posting alla that shit... Dont ask
me.. I 'ont know... I guess I jes wanted to show that there
are some crazy ass people in this here universe... And I'm not
one o' them... By the way, the dude thinks I'm sick.. the hell...
How dare he... He so doesn't know better...
a parting note, someone tell me to stay the fuck away from Carbs
and Chocolate.... weight-increasing crap..
Guess what I jes did with my left hand while still typing with
my right hand (an amazing feat, yes i know) .. I "stole"
a pen I saw resting on the adjoining keyboard.. WHAT... quit
looking at me like that.. Losers, weepers; Finder = me... it's
one of those Paper mate pens.. my fave... HA! And the night
has jes started.. I wonder what else I'll find.... a Q-tip maybe....Cross
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