It's only Wednesday & yet it feels like 3 Fridays have passed back to back. Insanely fun, completely surreal, major changes & hell, MOTHERFUCKING EXCITING & oh, a small degree of EEYER.
I like how us three are finally spending time together, post-school hours. Yesterday was spent hanging out with Ms Poccohontas somewhere hush hush awzm ^^, finally having lunch at Bizpark after eons, hanging out at the reservoir with Andro Rush+Ms Poccohontas, floored & awed & complete pride revelations followed by major extensive verbal planning. AREN'T YOU EXCITED AREN'T YOU EXCITED AREN'T YOU EXCITED ! Later finally met her Szeto & her Pornstar & all of us settled for dinner @ Cartel & chillaxed at Blue Ocean (methinks). Her Pornstar was damn generous, thank you soooo muchos ! (: OMG CAB RIDE WAS DEAD MINAH TALK.
Monday was spent meeting uhm.. west side underaged lezzas. Hahahahaha. Omg Skinneh, we so fucking pwn at this game even whatshername can't score the girl she calls "mine". Phfft. & hell, I now know the power of wearing shorts !! \M/ Long Island was being a major bitch, threatening to write in my book of Sins. & for the first time in my life, I know what it's like to be squashed into the wall.
I've come to a conclusion. Soz 2009, February has got to fucking go. Pronto ! I've got way too much sanity to handle this month & hell I just wanna skip it & break loose. It's so damn fucking thrilling being closet & underground & slipping away from fundamental things just to attain insanity for kicks. There's an oncoming departure. So fucking exciting. But consequences would be fucking killer if the departure surfaces. & if the return's safe, omg we gonna do it afuckinggain.
& to them kids who received my document, don't you just love me like how I love my women? SAY IT ! :D
I am currently To make an appointment, click here on MSN. Hell, I didn't know kids would take it srsly. 11 windows popped up with time slots within seconds. :O I'm getting booked over the next 5 or 6 days. IF ONLY GETTING DESIGNER LABELS TO RECOGNIZE ME WAS THIS EASY DAMMIT. OR A BOOK PUBLISHER. OR A COLUMNIST.
One of these days I could cave in but baby, don't bet on it. Put Ginuwine off your stereo.
