it's been a while, since the x-man has updated.
recap.
met some chicks.
thought one was cool.
problem.
wants to be chased.
solution.
moved on. coz i don't have the time for that kind of bullshit.
result?
her loss. met a better one and moved on.
her feelings?
her bad. she's mad. and sad.
my feelings?
hey, i through out what i don't do. i opened the door. broke down my walls.
so who's fault is that?
not mine. tell me otherwise, and i will say, fuck you...coz, one, chasing and being chased, is high school shit. um...we ain't in high school no mo.
said she liked a smart, but tough person. who is smarter, or tougher than my ass, here in s.d. with an i.q. of 130, i think that qualifies me as pretty damn smart and above the average. and as far as tough goes...i came from four different gangs. only, i wasn't about to go out the way of boys in the hood. i have a career, and almost out of debt, from my student loan.
so then, again...who's fault? not i...not the jai 1.
yeah, i am mad about the situation...coz how the hell can two people who supposedly liked each other not be together? simple...this whole bullshit about playing hard to get...she thought she was good at it...she is...but i am better...faster...smarter...and way too damn impatient about it...
so i said fuck it...moved on and well...there are tons of other women who dig me...and want to be with me...so...it's not really a big loss to me...
paul van dyke...great show...to bad i missed it, coz they wouldn't let us in coz of over capacity...fuck...
solution...went to the hotelly, and chilled all night long with my jenny...from the o.c.
myspace.com.
joined it...had fun with it...tried to set a goal, of getting a thousand friends. got over 200, gave up on the goal, coz 200 peeps ain't exactly easy to holla at.
went to the o.c. for a photoshoot and meet up with out photographer and one of our top models.
fun as fuck. had a blast.
that's what i am all about...friends...fun...and feria...
peace...hit me up on myspace
HOLLA ATCHA BOI!!!!!!!! |