akon is too funny .

For those who may have read my earlier blog "it all started with a text message..." will know what I'm talking about while reading an excerpt from a convo between Zina && I .

nikki: hot chocolate && marshmellows .
zina: ebony and ivory
nikki: coffee and cream .
zina: chocolate and vanilla
nikki: cocoa puffs and milk .
zina: black beans and white rice
nikki: lmfaooo . ok im out .
zina: lol
nikki: [ dead ] @ ur dad .
zina: you read my blog
zina: lol
nikki: yep .
zina: omg i wish you were here to actually see it
zina: i was almost in tear
zina: *tears
nikki: lmaoo . i could imagine .
zina: tht negro is ignorant
nikki: lol .

omg , Zina be having me dying every damn day , especially up in Mr. Thomas' class. Today was comedy.. yep - just plain comedy. I am so gonna miss her ass when we leave.

what a total and complete shocker :

riding down western with my grandma from my hairdresser , all i hear is locked up coming from 93.5

my face : O_O

my reaction : no the hell they not playing akon .

my thoughts : this song is so sixth grade .

my next reaction : i'm locked up . they wont let me out . visitation no longer comes by , seems like they forgot about me . suin suin suin . my cell mates gettin food without me .

D E A T H ! x infinity .