Talk is Cheap, Motherfucker! -DMX, Ruff Ryders’ Anthem
Siblings of the International Social Scene:
I had to change up my Tumblr sharing for WordPress just then. Now that the shit’s all taken care of, let’s continue the theme of today’s post with Part Deux, yes?
I had to get to the clinic to pick up my money, then went to the bank, deposited the money, and, all of a sudden, the transaction is delayed until tomorrow. [*pterodactyl screech*, *growls*]. Why doth thou hurteth me so, bank? *sigh*
DMX is on repeat for the whole writing of this blog post. Yes, I’m talking of the Ruff Ryders’ Anthem from ’98. Most of my friends are busy with jobs, and I’m running around like a fucking headless chicken, doing chores and errands. I need to save for school so I can go the fuck back, shit! I don’t care if it takes me half a year, I need to save money for that because what did people think I brought 200 sheets of paper and binders for? Hoarding? No. School? Yes, + I intend to go back and Cinderella Man the shit out of Math and American Social Studies (Prehistoric-1492). Once my financial aid is out of suspension, I’m never making that social media mistake again! I mean, the library is serious business on weekdays and fun on breaks + weekends, so that will get me in the up high….that is, if I can get myself to leave the laptop at home. It’s either that or distract myself with DMX all day with headphones on in school [as in community college]. Other than that, I’ll be in good standing with ’em once I get to passing classes again. This time, it’s for keeps, and I mean it, so it’d mean a lot to pass 2 classes in order to get financial aid again and mean business.
I better finish part two of this blog post with:
- I had talked to James, my boyfriend, last night, via Messenger. It was amazing.
- I had to wait until Mom and Pops came home late to have me some sleep, after playing Super Monkey Ball DX on PS2….naked, and
- I’m extremely sorry, and I love you guys.