oh so ghetto.
i shant elaborate so much on my new drama until i finally settle down, and get some work done.
why is wednesday always the day that something detrimental occurs to ruin my rest of the week?
im really trippin’. again
i nearly got into a bitch-fight w a psycho-fat-bitch today, over some nonsensical futile issues.
in my defense,thankfully, i didnt start it.
and even if i did, i wouldnt have physically survived the fight, seeing forth that the ghetto bitch was 3 times my size, (excluding the ghetto attitude, and ghetto hair, and ghetto junk-in-her-trunk).
that flop of lard would have quite literally flattened me like a steamroller, lest she snap me into half.
oh man, ghetto fat women can be so fucking scary.
O_o
oh dear.
i doubt i will ever pull off enough ghetto attitude to retaliate,
nonetheless, i cannot deny there is a little bit of shaniqua in me just screaming to get out.
aahhhhh….im still keeling over today’s drama.
oh fuck! my nerves are rattled,
hence the dire need for some alco, good music and ‘less-ghetto’ company.
somebody help me!
