you know that part on coming to america when they just get to queens and they get their luggage out of the cab and leave it at the front door step of this apartment complex and go inside to look at an apartment. as soon as they close the door to step inside, a whole lot of people come up and start taking bags. the next day, all these homeless folks and little kids are walking around with big fur coats and crowns and gold on? then this one guy tries to sell them back their own gold blow dryer and comb set and watches? that was too funny.

but anyways, can't wait for the weekend. i have so much cleaning and sleeping to catch up on. as soon as i get home, i gotta take a nap or something.

i was flashing back and i remember DARNELL was such a big dude in high school. he was way too big to be having a little bitty book bag...which he only wore on one shoulder...all the time. it made him look so much bigger and for some reason, so soft. it was so funny. i was thinking about that cause when i saw him the other day, he had another book bag, but not such a small one and he wasn't as big as he was, but still. too big for a book bag. why do black dudes carry around book bags everywhere now? just go ahead and get a man purse...that's why you're carrying a book bag around anyways. it's not gay at all...the man purse. nothing wrong with it.

yeah, so i'm gonna go ahead and roll up out of here. peace up, a town down. i cannot stop saying that. 'peace up, a-town down'. it's just stuck in my head. whenever i hang up with my sister now, i say it, then start doing the beat to the song (yeah-uRsher). yeah, lame, i'm trying to quit, but it's hard.

work now, holla!

jenn

yeah, so i haven't written anything about DARNELL in a while. let's talk about DARNELL. it turns out DARNELL never left charlotte. he was supposed to be going out of the country to africa and london, but it didn't work out so he'll be staying in charlotte now. hmm. seeing other people? might have to pick that up again. lol, anyways.

there are just too many guys and i can't even have any kind of fun...or can i? maybe i can do it on the sneak sneak. i think i deserve to anyways, as much as i've been screwed around. that's something to think about right there i guess.

the thing is though is that i'm 20, i live alone, have a car, doing things, but not doing things. with independence like this, i can't be stuck in the house waiting on phone calls every night. that's lame. i want to have some fun. i want to be able to mingle. to go out with not just one person, but with a bunch of different people. to go on a date. to go to the movies or to the mall or go ride in some bumper cars or go hang out uptown. i need to be doing these things instead of wasting time sitting at home next to the phone all night. cause the thing is, i can't go hang out with girls, they don't like me (cause they're haters!) so i have to hang out with guys. so to keep it platonic, i would have to go hang out with ugly dudes, but i don't want to hang out with ugly dudes, so i gotta hang out with decent looking dudes who probably like me and who i probably like too. so i'm stuck there, but i think i'll go for it.

and i'm talking all this big game and probably won't even get to do it, but we'll see.

work now, i'll holla.

jenn

'coming to america' is the funniest movie in the world. one of the funniest anyways. i laugh everytime i see it, even though the jokes are old and played out. so i think i'll start quoting the movie at the end of every blog.

anyways, been so tired this week. haven't been getting enough sleep. mucho trabajo poco sleep (yeah, i forgot 'sleep' en espanol). so yeah.

i think i'm gonna get a tattoo on the inside of my arm, like underneath where no one really sees. it'll be cool. thinking about getting a bar code down there. or a bar code near my groin region. who knows. i'm gonna get something soon.

so i have a lot to do this morning. gonna go now. i'll holla.

"COMING TO AMERICA" quote of the day:
-the old barber asks why hakeem's hair is so good and soft.
...'nothing, i use nothing but juices and berries'
...'boy that ain't nothin but ultra-perm'.

holla!

it's all over now. it's all over and suprisingly i don't feel like i normally feel. but i'm sure when the actual time comes, i'm gonna be crying like a baby, but i don't think so. somehow its different this time. i'm sad, yeah, very sad, but i don't think i'll be crying. maybe i've gotten used to it, who knows?

so anyways, i sent crystal an email yesterday and that chicken head didn't have anything to say cause she knows she's wrong. uh huh. thought so bitch.

so my plan for the next few months....to work my ass off and just save up. try to get back to school in january. i am now 2 years behind everybody, but at least i'm trying. it seems like longer than two years though. time is going by so so so slow.

i don't know what the hell i'm gonna do with myself, i need to get the hell up out of charlotte. go back to atlanta. where everybody knows my name (like cheers right), so i need to get a start on doing that. cause right now, i have no direction. i don't want to live here, in charlotte, are you serious? charlotte is so friggin lame.

but somebody who is doing good things with their life is daniel. that boy is just all over the place. he goes to georgia tech, has a great job/internship deal, is gonna be working for the CIA for the big bucks, he's just doing great. he does a little too much, but he's doing his thing. i am like 98% sure that if i move back to atlanta...which he always asks me "when are you coming back" "i need to take you out when you get back"...that he's gonna try to hook back up. i'm trying to tell you, once you've had a taste of this, there ain't no going back buddy. that's it. you are hooked for life.

anyway, trying to be serious now. got so much to say, but gotta save some stuff for later. gonna get started on this 12+ hour day now. oh god, and it's gonna be like this for the next few weeks too, but gotta make that bread i guess. ok, holla!

jenny

i am not lying when i say that like every person i know tried to call me yesterday on sunday. well every person i know that i hadn't talked to in forever. i talked to mitch, daniel, a whole lot of folks.

this dude that likes me at this job just stopped by my desk straight from coming in the door. guess he wanted to see if i still worked here, i hadn't been here for the past four days. mm-hmm.

anyways, i'm out, i'll holla!

jenn