this is my life of luxury.. sippin on some champagne while my maid cleans up the house and is packing my things.. obviously! i cannot be bothered with such things as this. i would much rather lay on my ass and have various men massage me while i click up my heals and eat grapes dangling from a string. clearly devon, my life is better than yours.
anyway... nafisa lets hang out damnit! i left you a message lets make some plizannsss.. school is so overated. just skip it already.
i am actually getting a massage today that i am totally psyched about, tylers parents got me a gift card for christmas and im totally thrilled about it. maybe it will help me stop being such a stress case and stop freaking out a bit. maybe if i could wake my sorry ass up in the morning to do some stuff i woul dhave more time. hmm.. interesting.
going along with that presidential canidiate and racism talk i was reading in time magazine that the amount of times that vogue magazine has put a black male on the cover since 2005 has been 5 times, and the number that a black female has been on since the magazine has begun in the like, 1890s or something has only been 3!!! that is just so insane to me, i honestly dont understnad how that woman could have been making the claims that she was making in that article you were talking about nafisa. ridiculous. ive decided that we should all move to............................................................................................ somewhere else. i vote europe somewhere, or a beautiful sunny beachy island full of lots of frozen drinks, sun, sand and hot men...? not joking. lets just go alreayd its fricken freezing here anyway. and yes devon, i will probablly be wearing five coats today. im going to try and go to that rip off a place platos closet today and see if they will take,, hmm... any of my stuff and if not, imseriously just not even dealing, im just saying donate it all. im so sick of trying to deal with those people anwya, but all the money i can get is great. i honestly , no joke.. had a dream that i was in cash cab and that i won 900 dollars.. and totally didnt have to worry abotu moving costs or rent. how funny/sad is that.. becuase i was so excited and relieved only to wake up and realize it was completely false. yuck. i guess at least i wasnt in cash cab with some amazingly dreamy guy and won the money... because then id have to split it, AND wake up to the fact that it was all a melancholy dream. blasphemous. okay.. gotta go. im writing an essay for the chicago teaching fellowship trying to get in .... lets see how this goes.
loves xoxoxoxoxo
me
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