well on Friday I was really bored. && so I walked to Francisco's house and on the way I met Lance. Lance is 24. He was cute, however much too old for a 17 year old like myself. So while repetitively telling Lance I was too young to talk to him, he said he had a nephew who was my age "17 or 18" was a good look. Uhm...he gave me his #. I lowkey think he was using that to talk to me but who knows lol. Trynna be smooth hahhaha. i showed my sis his # on the little piece of paper he wrote it on and she laughed and said "why does he write like a 2nd grader when he's 24 years old. Look:
lol.
Anywho...he gave me Myron's number when I hit him up juss bc i was curious...haha. Lance hyped this boy up a little too much. "krystal (hence i tell people my name is Krystal when I don't trust them), my nephew myron is a cool dude and he got a car and his L's and he gotta job..." wamp wamp! So i'm talking to Myron and I give him the benefit of the doubt. For those who know me, imagine me saying "oooooo noooooo honey"...this is exactly how I felt. First of all:
this nigga has a lisence and no car
no job
no money
and no looks
and not into God
4 major flags to point you in the HELL NO section of chantelle's mind.
Next we have today when Lance's cousin decides to hit me up randomly. the convo goes somethin' like:
424...: good morning beautiful
Me: who is this
Carl (c): carl lance cuzn
Me(m): where did you come from, i heard of his nephew but he didnt say anything about u. why did u hit me up and how do u even know what i look like to be callin me beautiful
c: cuz im the shit im dark with brown eyez i got body i stay fly i go to lock high school and my age is 19
m: (eyebrows raised) uhmmm...
c: so when can i see you
m: ...........
Uhm no nigga. I'm sorry but I'm not fond of cocky boys. Crazy incident of thee day.
The week is not even over yet. lol. On tuesday I went to take the ASVAB test to see if I can join the Air Force. (yeah I know right). at first i went to get my social security card but then i was late for my test because i had to go to the one in torrance with 50 billion people in there...like an hour wait but there was this crazy security guard:
he was yelling out crazy random crap like we were in some bingo hall...ridiculous. Not only was he there, but look at this clow with the cowboy hat --black as can be...and his ringtone was a damn rooster yell. Well, when I went to meet my recruiter, he wasn't there. but arredondo was...and oooo arredondo was fine ! lol i wish i had a picture. I don't know if it was the uniform making him sexy or what but heyyy homeboy was looking (inthewordsofthetwins) SO RIGHT!
lmao. So we talked as i waited for my cab and a old man arrived patting for me to sit in the front seat. Who sits in the front of a cab? yeah i passed on that. so i took the test, got a decent score and came back to an African cab driver who was on the phone and couldn't drive. Ugh. So many people were honking at him. I was really concerned for my life. && that day was melancholy...not the bizz. ANywho...
my last part of the week concludes in bible study on tuesday (yes we're jumping back).
mannn we had a ball. we ate some cake. Moriah made one and Josh made one too. it was good. I look forward to Bible study too...like Kyron says..."we get it in at soulfood" haha...Angel made some chocolate strawberries and cookies and I brought the milk (which Josh found his home in lol). Plus it was some additional cuties to add to the weekly devotion (can we say bonus!) hhaha. But thats not what we go for of course. this week we learned from Exodus 18 about how Moses and his people in the land worked together to develop a system where there were rulers over tens, hundreds, and thousands...and the subjects came to them with their problems to solve and if their ruler couldn't solve it they would ask the higher ruler and if nobody could, that's when they brought their issue to God. Good lesson. thanks kyrizzle!
&&that would be my week.
expressed out,
Cee.
P.S. Laleisha's nails from prom were bomb.



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