My new boo

I went to the TI concert. Solo, dolo. I enjoyed that me time a lot. But even more than that I have to apologize to my original boo4sho.org, Pharrell, cause Tha King has taken over. Oh T.I. don’t do me like that. I enjoyed the concert so much. I sang along to every song. He was perfectly hype, perfectly dressed and just so full of that swagger. I was like “The Rapper who?” For real, that local celebrity status ain’t nothing when you talking about that small package on stage with the Louis knapsack. Wow, to say the least I was thoroughly impressed and I wanna marry him.

I'm Bossy

Rihanna’s Unfaithful is one of my favorite songs of all times and has inspired me to be beautiful. I truly admire her look right to the edge of lesbianism. (as much as a straight person can admire a person of the same sex). So she has inspired me to be beautiful. I have been slacking on my workout, mostly because of money but now I am like damn I gotta get back in the gym. Between her and Kelis I am starting to feel way too fat. Like I am fat and I know this. And even though I may give up my left pinky to lose like 60 lbs., I still love myself. I’ve been hanging out kinda often with The Rapper, but I didn’t talk to him today. Now one day without at least talking to him makes me sad. I wonder if I love him. Never mind, I know I do. But I am just not in love with him. But I love the wholeness of his person, he is more complete than Hero and that is making me fall hard. So anyway, according to him, the three things that all REAL WOMEN must know how to do are 1) Cook 2) Braid Hair and 3) Hula Hoop. I am 2 for 3. I cannot do anything with any hair, including my own. But I said to him “That’s what I pay the small people for” and he said “Oh yeah, I forgot, you Bossy!” Damn, a Kelis reference, I really need to get in the gym.

Good night

“I just want it to be you and me like it used to be… baby... but you don’t know how to act.” For all of the nights that I called The Rapper in a drunken splendor… he returned the favor. He called me at like 3:00 a.m., drunk or high or sleepy, or any given combination of the three. So anyway, his speech was slurred but his thoughts weren’t. Let me tell you how I know that what he spoke was the truth. For the first time, when I asked him to do something with me he actually said no. Now the majority of the time when I ask him to do something he lies and says yes. But in his drunken honest mode when I asked if he could take me to a baseball game, he said no. So from that I inferred that all of the nice things he said had to be absolutely true. Like, how much he missed me on our hiatus and how he always hoped to run into me and how he didn’t have conversation for anyone else when he didn’t have me around. “You can talk to anybody about bullshit, but I could only talk to you about my real shit”. HAHAHA, I am irreplaceable. (Keep in mind that everything he said was in a drunken drawl) So anyway, I told him

“You know what I want?”

“No, what?”

“I want us to be like we used to be”

“Yeah, on the real, our friendship was for real”

But I hope that doesn’t mean, friends we are and we shall forever be. ‘Cause I am like dying for some Rapper action, “I deter”. He asked why I cut my hair. I knew this would come up eventually ‘cause he always said that he liked my hair long. I made up a reason and asked if he liked it. He said “Yeah, cause you always look good no matter what, and you have pretty hair anyway, long or short” He loves me he loves me! I wish I could record and hold him to all of these accolades and promises on how he has never felt for anyone the way he does for me. Speaking of holding someone to something, he told me that I had breeched contract if I had been fucking anybody else while on hiatus from him because I once told him that “it” was his. But I stick to my story that I haven’t givin’ it up. Which is almost true ‘cause the only person that I let hit it recently is Hero. And for so many reasons, that doesn’t even count. I feel like we are back on the track to where we were originally headed. So we talked seriously about us, not so seriously about us, nasty and just had great conversation until he feel asleep after saying “I wish I was there with you”.