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Mandrama and my bane existance

10:56 a.m. on May 14, 2008

Every now and then, I have these depressing moments. I feel like my life is a blur and the next step is me falling off the curb ending my bane existence. I have a series of events that have been going on around me that have been affecting my mood.

Groupies! I hate them. I think Im starting to dislike females in general.

I have the most depressing classes. I swear I don’t see how Europe and China’s development of agriculture and the beginning of bipolar trade in the 1300’s is going to help me get a fucking raise or even help me get a job. It’s bullshit. I could care less about why one country is wealthier than the other. I feel like in most cases the poor countries ore the communist countries who want to dictate what the people can and can not do, which hinders free thinking and experiments that leads to development. I already have my opinions and the fact I have to read this 500 page book is total bullshit.

The reason why I don’t fuck around on MySpace or Facebook
So Ashley (the handcuff dude from last year) Hits me up; comes over to say hi cause he got a new job on my side of town; comes over and we talk; he leaves and nothing happens. While we were talking I asked him was he single? He says he’s been single since the last time we talked. (Insert my you full of shit face). Im asking him all this cause he come at me like; why we cant be together? How come you don’t wanna be with me? How come I can’t be the man for you? All this gay ass shit. I get on myspace and I check him out. His baby momma on his page talking about I love you, you are the love of my life and all this and Im like oh really. I didn’t say anything to her but … I shoulda been like your nigga was at my house last night tryna eat my pussy. I’m not spiteful so I didn’t. If they gone work it out they gone work it out.

Yesterday, I hit him up and Im like do did you get back with your BM? He says no we talk but we not together. Im like oh really cause from the looks of things yall are damn near married, and about to jump over the broom and shit. He text me back like where you getting this from? I asked him again.. Do she know you think you single? Or you stringing her alone while you do your shit on the side and she still thinking you the love of her life and yall together? I mean keep it real, did you start back fucking her ? Yall fucking now? Whats up cause she said yall still together…

I get a text message back like WHY WOULD YOU TALK TO HER?! Fucked his world up. He wasn’t really sure if I talked to her or not but he was getting HOT…. Dumb fuck. He didn’t answer none of my questions to I told him to I was over it and to holla in the street. Im not fuckin with him. He still tryna figure out if I talked to his BM… thing is I have friends where she work… and I have friends where he works. Men are dumb. I got all this shit off myspace. I didn’t even have to work real hard to uncover the truth.

How come I always have to be the side bitch? I mean for some reason niggas always wanna holla at me and lie and shit about being single or … in Jay’s world … I hit him up.. Im coming to Houston at the end of the month… get rid of your groupies for the week thanks k bye. He text me back… I would get rid if my groupies but one of my groupie lives with me. We can make arrangements though. … ARRANGMENTS? I’m not an Arrangement type bitch. I’m like dude if you attached don’t be tryna fuck with me while I’m there. He text back… oh I’m not attached we gone be broken up by the time you get here anyway. Seriously? I tell him don’t forget who he’s talking to cause if he think I am really gonna believe that bullshit …. The world is about to end. I tell him I don’t wanna see him anymore … I’ve moved on … and he says … Are you going down your list of Houston dick. … (grins) YEP! Holla.

Theres more… but I need a break.



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