Ya'll Don't Go Down To Camden And Say What Is Up...You Will Get Shot...
haha okay so I found out that i wouldn't be working all week...and I was like "hmmm I should go to Jersey and visit my Hollie and my cousin and my Joie and all those fantastic ppl"...so I drove to Jersey...at first everything on the drive was goin okay...but then I needed to get over in this one lane and the truck wouldn't let me over so I had to exit in Camden, NJ...for those of you who don't know about Camden...it's the ghetto....i mean...reaaaaaal ghetto as in someone dies there every 7 seconds...so i turn off all my music and lock my doors and my ac because i'm afraid it'll use up all my gas and i'll break down in Camden...the first thing i saw when i got in there was an ambulance with a stretcher that has a white sheet over it...you know that=someone who died...so I was scared as shit because i had no idea how to get out and there was definitely no one who looked kind so i didn't bother stop except red lights...so finally i get the nerve to stop at a gas station but it was a ghetto "non name brand" gas station and the guy didn't speak english and neither did anyone gettin gas there so i just go in my car and kept drivin and then finally i saw an exon so i stopped there and this guy who spoke enough english to say go straight and right...so i did and miraculously i found my way outta camden....and I met up with my Cous and Holz and her boy Tom aka Noodles and we went to Sykes bday party and all was fantastic and a good nite after i got outta Camden...and i'm still in the Dirty Jerz