I don't care what nobody say
I'm a be me (be me)
Stay hood, stay raised in the streets
(Cause I'm out here grindin')
Niggas talk about greatness whenever they speak about me (Cause I'm out here grindin')
I ain't splitting nothing with nobody homie
I gotta get me me
(Cause I'm out here grindin')
Yes, I am listening to rap.
I'M ON A BOAT!
TAKE A GOOD HARD LOOK AT THE MOTHER F*CKING BOAT!
Gawd I love that song. Erotic stuff right there.
So, anyways, I should probably update you on some stuff.
I fell off a skateboard yesterday and bruised my elbow, and I sprained my toe by kicking my brother's elbow way too hard. His elbows are so effing bony!
Besides that, Brenden thinks he's strong. I think I'll just let him think that. In fact, we made a deal. The deal was that I'd say he was strong then this kid named Chris in our class. We even made a little graph.
It was funny. This morning Zac was trying to figure out peoples' names. He already knew mine off by heart. I don't know how though.
Janelle is a B*tch. She had the nerve to call me a loser, and a b*itch. She's not even liked by that many people. At least ten if she's lucky.
And Ashley M. is a backstabbing b*tch too. When Janelle came over to make fun of us, Ashley started laughing along with them. And she claims I'm her #1 bestie. Bullshit.
And when they started to make fun of her, she had the nerve to move closer to Drew, so Drew could defend her. And she's always talking about boys! It's "Oh my gawd, he's like so obsessed with me!" every f*cking day. And she has to know everywhere I'm going, why I'm going, who I'm going with, and if she can go too.
No. No, she can't. And when I don't tell her, she says "Why can't I know?" and I ask, "Why do you have to know?" and then she retorts with "Well, you have to know everything, and I do too." 'Cause I do need to filled in on this stuff. So I retort with "That doesn't mean I'm gonna tell you everything." and then she's like "Well, you should." And then she does this smile and giggle like everything is that f*cking funny.
But in reality, it's not. She's just that freaky, and she's just a wanna-be. She only hangs out with me, because I'm said "popular". Do I want to be? No. Do I want to fill her in on every aspect of my life? F*ck no.
She really needs to back off.
Annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnyways, I'm gonna see the Hanna Montana Movie with Nakiah! She might not be the brightest, but she's a good friend. Plus, she doesn't mind at all about my swearing habits. And I can even swear around her parents sometimes.
And her Dad and Mom are pretty cool people. Thought Owen on the other hand is a sweet kid, but can be a pest.
I learned that Gavin has a phone, and a brother and a sister. Never knew that. And Nakiah got a new phone! Her number is 1-800-KISS-THIS. I dare you to try that number.
If you do, and it ends up as a real number, comment on this and make my day! Or e-mail me at [email protected]. Yes, I am that predictable. But you gotta admit, that e-mail address is pretty gangsta. Don't deny it, you know it's true.
I'm gonna go read some stories on Mibba and FictionPress. Go check some stories out on those sites. Though Mibba is full of fan-fictions. But if that's what makes your boat float, then by all means, read away.
And check out my stories!
Like;
Living With Vampires is Never Good (A work in progress)
I've Been Kidnapped by a Bunch of Lunatics That Claim They're Immortal. Can You Say Screwed Up? (That's gonna be a best-seller! Lol)
I'm the New Girl at a School for WHAT?! (Currently hiatus)
And yea, three of my stories are on here, and I believe one is on Quizilla. That's a really bad one, so I'm not even gonna bother telling the name because I'm gonna delete it soon.
xoxo
Jessica <3s you!
She also loves Tacos!
And bananas!
Long, juicy, thick bananas...
LOL!
BYEEEEE!
