Hectic day at work or shall I say one of my three jobs. My boss tells me that I have amazing talent....but...I have no idea what she said I sort of tuned her ass out lol. I know wasn't right but shit I had too. So it started raining/snowing/hailing/ whatever you want to call it today in the city and might I add it was beautiful. finally home, was greeted by the greatest grandparents and the best plate of diner! Fish with Rice and Peas. lol. ummmm delicious.
FINALLY got the Keysh album and of course, I'm a die hard keyshia fan so I'm listening to it for the rest of the night, til the morning, and the next night, til i scratch the words off the cd lol.
quote for the night *you cant be complimented if you dont deserve it*
ps im not a groupie, im just feeling you lol
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Monday, December 15, 2008
define "winter break"
So winter break finally started and I have enjoyed it since...lol..2 internships (1 as a fashion assistant at a magazine & the other the assistant editor to a publications firm) dont forget h&m on the weekends & when I finally find the time I get to the year book. Im in dire need of a drink, a club, a something. so here's something I wrote...
Friday Morning Love Affair
Perfectly jelled hair
smokey grey eyeshadow
purses clutched to waist
heels in baf
sneakers on feet
interrupting closing doors
ipod set on shuffle
everyone is rushing
coming to go
stopping to stay
for a brief moment
they believe
in themselves
in their jobs
in their hustle
they pretend this is the life
everyone's morning hustle
to stay at a job
saturday they claimed they hated it
it pays the bills
buys me prada
makes me look like them it girls
forgetting what drove their hearts
forgetting what they promised their
younger selves.
driven by the the greed that turns the world
forgetting what they learned in grad school
life isn't what the books make it seem
destiny isn't something fate controls
jobs aren't the definition of our true selves
so why have this love affair?
...For the love of the hustle.
blah some bs i wrote on the train can't complain about the outcome its whatever.
Friday Morning Love Affair
Perfectly jelled hair
smokey grey eyeshadow
purses clutched to waist
heels in baf
sneakers on feet
interrupting closing doors
ipod set on shuffle
everyone is rushing
coming to go
stopping to stay
for a brief moment
they believe
in themselves
in their jobs
in their hustle
they pretend this is the life
everyone's morning hustle
to stay at a job
saturday they claimed they hated it
it pays the bills
buys me prada
makes me look like them it girls
forgetting what drove their hearts
forgetting what they promised their
younger selves.
driven by the the greed that turns the world
forgetting what they learned in grad school
life isn't what the books make it seem
destiny isn't something fate controls
jobs aren't the definition of our true selves
so why have this love affair?
...For the love of the hustle.
blah some bs i wrote on the train can't complain about the outcome its whatever.
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