Last night was pretty much a waste of ten dollars, and the guy I was gunna fight ran like a bitch supposedly.
I had every intention of hitting him up, but my borther and omar said he ran.
what a bitch.
I came home and talked to this girl on the phone until one, dang, I was sick tired.
I went to school today and I turned in my essay, which by far is one of the best short stories I have written.
I have to write another one, and it's due thursday.
FUCK!
word has it that we are moving to the jurupa area, like by the spectrum.
It would be cool, but I dunno.
note to self: