Im Back Bitches.
Im Back Bitches.
looked back at all my old posts. and damn so many shit changed, so many shit happened, i feel like i was lookin back at an old life.
hennyways im too tired to type. so im not. haha be back later, seeya.
sup luvs wushanin. haha SOOO, HELLA SHIT HAS HAPPENED in the last few weeks. you know whats funny, everytime i attempt to blog and shit i type like a whole story then i read it over and im like nahhhh…. that sounded fuckin gay and just delete and sign out. haha so im not even gon try and backspace im just gona write….
anyways. first thing that i can think of was my car accident last sunday. first and last cus i never want to go thru with that shit EVER AGAIN. i was driving down eastmoor and you know how it lightweight curves to the left, well i guess my stupidass was half asleep and boom i hit a parked fuckin car on my right. AND that car hit the car in front of it. on some real shit, i dont even know how it all went down but next thing i know airbags in my face and im tryna deflate that mothafucker cus i couldnt breathe. at that moment in time…. i was like FUCK THIS and i straight dipped, took my sorry ass straight home parked it at the side of the block and went to sleep. yall dont even know how ooked i was…. it. was. just. bad. so long story short, told my parents in the afternoon took in all the shit they gave me (and trust that was nonstop yelling for at least in hour) then went to go handle all the shit that needed to be done. police report, insurance, and at the end of the day i still cry about how fucked up my lexo is. thankfully i got a call this morning sayin the owners of the cars i hit wasnt gon press charges, so god bless their souls. regardless of all the bullshit that happened, im alive. no broken bones, no injury, nothin. i didnt start feelin pain til the day after, and FUCK i was hurting like a bitch….. parents kept tellin me to go ER and shit but i was smooth. i ended up getting checked up and the doctor told me my body was just reacting to the impact of the crash and left that bitch with a bottle full of vicodin. (god bless his soul) hahahah. God had my back on this one, and i promised myself im gona start praying more.
anyways, past days has been hazy. if yall know what i mean. since my manager gave me a week off i fuckin smoked my life away. people ask me all the time, gina why u so happy? why you always smiling? nigga cus im high. LOL its nothin yo…. weed is nothin, i wouldnt be fuckin with a drug like this if it was harmful in anyway so for those who think “im sucha pothead” “all i do is smoke weed” “im addicted” yall can fuckin just “smh” and walk away, dont hit the blunt i really can careless about your life.
so lastnight i went out with my coworkers for the first time. its true you have your friends, homies, ect… and then your coworkers. we went to this spot called cha cha cha’s and the place was pretty live. good food, pitchers of beers and sangria, and my handy dandy pipe that i kept in my pocket cus im a mothafuckin boss boi. i honestly luv my crew yes we range in many shapes sizes colors, but thats just the beauty of it all. i like the fact that were not all filipino and shit because just like the bud i smoke i like variety.
so Dima asked me the other day, “why are you not dating, why arent you giving any of these niggas chances?” and i told her why do i have to? haha. im happy with the thoughts of being happy, content enough that i can be alone and not trip at all because it be like that sometimes. the luxury of being alone. i dont knock down any relationship, because I was once there myself. i loved being in a relationship having that commitment to someone else, basically sharing your world and heart with another human being which made it easier to live type shit…. yes that was all me. But for now, i just want peace feel me. I want to do what I want to do and however the fuck I want to do it. i can date one guy, or i can date 5………. and? these boys dont phase me, i tell myself that all the time. because in the long run they just in it for the pussy or they really start liking you. Ladies, if you got it like that…. keep it like that you’re the queen, act like one. There aint no shame knowin you have standards and most definately no shame thinkin you the boss. cus hey, everybody likes a girl that takes control ;) I just know better then that, i think theres a word for this oh yea… i aint a hoe. ha!
and to the honey thats been delivering me flowers at work… thankyou. thats pretty legit and pretty fuckin cute. AND OH! do you guys believe in soulmates? Because i really think i do, and i really think im gona marry him when im older. man the shit ill do to see my life in 5, 10 years… all i know is that i will be happy. successful. with a blunt in one hand and my man in the other, and i already know i will be making some beautiful ass babies hahahha its a friday night, while everyone is goin out to the clubs ill be smokin a chop and tonights movie is pineapple express. were gonna rock down to electric avenue, and then we’ll take it higher!
ps i wish i was in vegas right now. Thizzin. ahah GOODNIGHT!
So my homegirl on twitter was floodin the fuckin timeline talkin mad shit about how much she hates “breaks” and whats the point of it and how its bullshit and 5 tweets later back to back your sitting there like yea we get the point! lol. Anyways haha her last tweets was like ‘whats the point of a break, its like your second guessing the relationship, its either you’re with it or you’re not’. Legit. I @’d her haha told her that was the truth and it doesnt take a Retweet to know this shit is true. I was never a fan of “breaks” myself, that just gives you a reason to make it okay to fuck with someone else because you can use the golden line “but we werent goin out at the time” bullshit. fuck your life. hahha point is, if im rockin wit my nigga im claiming my nigga ide flaunt the shit out of my boyfriend because thats all you feel me. Today lightweight gave me a wake up call that im still single. i get caught up in the love world, that i forget that im still on my own on shit. On some real shit guys, never make someone your priority when you dont get the same level treatment back its just gona all crumble down on ya at the end. anyyyyywaaaaays lol i need to get my ass up and get ready for work, within the past 3 months of workin at starbucks I got really close to all the homies at work. Yea… some are white girls, lesbians, a fat guy that thinks he can dougie hella raw (which he really cant, and yes i laugh at his face everytime), this girl who says she was a pornstar, and oh yea Seth the sickest shift alive cus he knows i be comin into work tucked as fuck but just laughs and says be good. These 8 and a half to 9 hour shifts are no joke, appreciating more that money does not grow on trees. Im not mad tho i got money to blow… its true I do be spending money on unecessary shit sometimes but its okay its fuckin fun, and ima smoke it til its done.
im hungry. bye.
I dont want to be all sad and shit, but i just wanted to share a story. So theres this bum that comes into starbucks almost every time im working. On his lucky days, he’ll cop a sandwich but most days he’ll just sit on our couch and quietly sleeps. I mean, who am I to kick him out? Tell him to leave knowing he has nowhere to go? The way I look at it, if hes not hurting anyone let him be the nigga just wants to nap cus he probably hasnt slept on anything soft in a while. When I look over sometimes to see what this man is doing we sometimes catch eye contact. God, those eyes… sad sad eyes. You know when you look at someone, and in that weird little way you know their hurting? And in that weird little way…. you start to hurt to. According to my coworkers hes not suppose to set foot in our store, because 1.a few customers are complaining cus he stinks and 2. he takes one of our starbucks cups and fills it with alcohol. (ayeeeeee) lol jk. Some people have no pity for homeless people cus they say that they use all their money on drugs and alcohol. I dont doubt that at all…. but when youre in a lifestyle like that all u want for yourself is to feel good right? right. and how do we feel good guys? YUP DRUGS AND ALCOHOL. I aint knockin the nigga at all….. but I swear if I was a millionaire first things I would want to do is help out this bum. Ask him questions on what happened to his life, perhaps know his actual name. I hate rainy days…. because I know there are so many people out there suffering out in the cold shivering there fuckin asses off. Ive been hearing this alot “im blessed” “count your blessings” on. some. real. shit. WE ALL ARE. I need everyone to appreciate and love. appreciate all the shit that are being given to us… appreciate the shit we work for… appreciate life because fuck its the life we live. Then we love. Show love, spread love, make love….. just love aite? haha.
now go make someones day.