now i can tell by your attitude,
that you know your that your fine as hell,
the way you walk the way you talk.
it's like you got some goods yourself,
i respect your hustle girl,
but don't try to hustle me.
'cause imma straight pimp with a gangsta limp,
and it runs in the family.
june 15 2010
time: 11:43AM
mood: tired
music: none
nine more days. only nine more until this whole school year is over. but it's nine days too long. i need out. sure, i sound pathetic but everything's so much worse, i can't handle it anymore.
all that i can hope for is a better year next year. and that calgary will be fun. then when i get back i can see my friends, and my family, and who knows what'll happen then.
this summer will be unpredictable. and it's my goal to stay out longer, to cut off some friendships with some people, and get a kinda fresh start.
here's to hoping.
byee :)
