Interview
1 - What do you look like with your hair braided?
Really weird, but I've never really had it done correctly and the way I like it should be. My hair is a little odd. I've always had those really ugly big poo like braids that look really ugly. I've always wanted to have braids done like Alicia Keys but I don't have the money.
2 - Can I see you with your hair braided?
Sure I guess but I never have it done. Well, not the way I like them. But I would love to show off some African roots because well, I don't know "Lift Every Voice and Sing" which is the black song I guess.
3 - Can I braid your hair?
Sure, that sounds like fun. I love getting it braided, its very relaxing
4 - Am I obsessed with braids?
Your problem not mine but yeah, I think you might need a little help.
5 - Whens the last time you hit up white castle?
I haven't been in White Castle for awhile. The last time I went there I got hit on, offered a lage amount of money for sex, attacked by a dog, groped, and then kicked out. Which was total bullshit. The crackhead behind me deserved to get hit. That's what happens when complete strangers grab my ass.
Alright, my turn. Comment with Interview Me and I will.
Here's a real entry now. I went to accept a schlorship this weekend and it was for being a great African American Student or whatever, and at te begining they were like "We are going to start off with ''Lift Every Voice and Sing' " Everyone in the fuckng auditorium stood up and sang all three verses. Everyone accept me, that is. And throughout the entire song I'm standing there in absolute shock and shame. Here's what's going through my head. "I don't deserve this award and honor. I am the worst black person in the world. How am I going to face my granma ever again what the hell is wrong with me?"
So, I go to school MONDAY for rehearsal and on the way there this car stops next to me and it is a really nice car. Silver and beautiful. And I look in and there is this extremely good looking guy. He leans out and asks me, "Have you ever been interested in internet modeling?" It took me awhile to even react. Here's whats going on in my head: Eww, that is the most digusting thing. God, to think I would ever do that? But at least someone out there wants to see me naked. But what a sleazeball. In that really nice car looking all nice and handsome. He probably pulls that shit all the time. On naive little girls walking to school, how DISGUSTING! But he is very nice looking and I wonder how much money I could make. Wait what are you thinking, you'd never do that, say no before he thinks you'll considering it. "No, not really." And he said alright and drove away. Not a good way to start the day. And later I was got killed by Ben Johnson while I was getting hot chocolate with him and Nikki and I am glad that's all finished. Then I got back to school and ask people about "Lift Every Voice and Sing" and everyone and their Granmother knows that song except me. Ruby knew it, Carmen knew it, so that means they are better black people than I am. I'm very upset with myself.
And there are some very dirty things I would like to do to a certain person. Things no real Catholic girl could dream about but here I am. So, not only am I the worst black person in the world, I am the worst Catholic girl in the world as well. I have way to many sins on my back and I am now starting to feel the weight of them all. And I like it. The sickness in me likes to be crushed by my sins. I'm going straight to hell.
Really weird, but I've never really had it done correctly and the way I like it should be. My hair is a little odd. I've always had those really ugly big poo like braids that look really ugly. I've always wanted to have braids done like Alicia Keys but I don't have the money.
2 - Can I see you with your hair braided?
Sure I guess but I never have it done. Well, not the way I like them. But I would love to show off some African roots because well, I don't know "Lift Every Voice and Sing" which is the black song I guess.
3 - Can I braid your hair?
Sure, that sounds like fun. I love getting it braided, its very relaxing
4 - Am I obsessed with braids?
Your problem not mine but yeah, I think you might need a little help.
5 - Whens the last time you hit up white castle?
I haven't been in White Castle for awhile. The last time I went there I got hit on, offered a lage amount of money for sex, attacked by a dog, groped, and then kicked out. Which was total bullshit. The crackhead behind me deserved to get hit. That's what happens when complete strangers grab my ass.
Alright, my turn. Comment with Interview Me and I will.
Here's a real entry now. I went to accept a schlorship this weekend and it was for being a great African American Student or whatever, and at te begining they were like "We are going to start off with ''Lift Every Voice and Sing' " Everyone in the fuckng auditorium stood up and sang all three verses. Everyone accept me, that is. And throughout the entire song I'm standing there in absolute shock and shame. Here's what's going through my head. "I don't deserve this award and honor. I am the worst black person in the world. How am I going to face my granma ever again what the hell is wrong with me?"
So, I go to school MONDAY for rehearsal and on the way there this car stops next to me and it is a really nice car. Silver and beautiful. And I look in and there is this extremely good looking guy. He leans out and asks me, "Have you ever been interested in internet modeling?" It took me awhile to even react. Here's whats going on in my head: Eww, that is the most digusting thing. God, to think I would ever do that? But at least someone out there wants to see me naked. But what a sleazeball. In that really nice car looking all nice and handsome. He probably pulls that shit all the time. On naive little girls walking to school, how DISGUSTING! But he is very nice looking and I wonder how much money I could make. Wait what are you thinking, you'd never do that, say no before he thinks you'll considering it. "No, not really." And he said alright and drove away. Not a good way to start the day. And later I was got killed by Ben Johnson while I was getting hot chocolate with him and Nikki and I am glad that's all finished. Then I got back to school and ask people about "Lift Every Voice and Sing" and everyone and their Granmother knows that song except me. Ruby knew it, Carmen knew it, so that means they are better black people than I am. I'm very upset with myself.
And there are some very dirty things I would like to do to a certain person. Things no real Catholic girl could dream about but here I am. So, not only am I the worst black person in the world, I am the worst Catholic girl in the world as well. I have way to many sins on my back and I am now starting to feel the weight of them all. And I like it. The sickness in me likes to be crushed by my sins. I'm going straight to hell.