i went back to poetry club today too, forgot how much i love that atmosphere. i mean you got the standard rhymers, the freeversers, the not-quite-rap rhythmic spoken word cats, the actual rappers, and then you got those like me: all of the abobe. i did Ghetto Ambience Pt. 1 a capella. i finished and they were all like "wooow". and the teacher was like "you're so smart it makes me sick" or somethin like that...not in a mean way, she's just funny like that. she's just not used to me dropping gems cuz i rarely make appearances to the club. i'm surprised i went today, considering how sleepy i was. definitely hittin it up next week though.
*why is it that these goddamn black people in the lunch room are so amazed when people sleep? everytime i'd drift in for a second: "maaaan that nigga gone!" or "that nigga ain't even eatin lunch! he just sleepin!". but my favorite had to be "hey! hey nigga! why you sleepin?! nigga! niiii-gaaaa!!! *pause*...maaaan that nigga gone!". this is what i deal with. daily.
meanwhile, further along the highway...
tomorrow i'm gonna ask ---- to prom where she'll more than likely say no. okay, i'm prepared for that. i guess i should go ahead and let her know that i might be leaving the school a little earlier than expected, which i hope would have this devastatingly heart wrenching effect on her. of course, if she's just like "o. okay" it's gonna make it a lot easier for me to be outty. i know it's bad to base decisions off of that but i'm me. and me thinks like me thinks. i just wish i'd been awake at lunch so i could be talking about how this all took place instead of discussing how i'm about to do it, though i guess an extra day of mental prep is a blessing. maybe. i think i'm gonna end on that note. it's about 3:04 and i wanna catch about 2 more hours before my phone alarm pisses me off to high hell.
hey, i'm outty....5000!!!!!!
AND 1.
[werd].
1 responses:
lmfao @ "that nigga aint even eatin lunch."
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