topics ta come

cheating, lying, and relationships.
Derrion ALberts.
Maya Angelou.

gimme a minute and ima rip all these up something real official.

its one of two things

either i have bad taste in men OR im a jerk magnet!
either way...im in bad shape.

smh

i apologize

ive been tweeting more than ive been blogging. its just so easy to upload the moment i cnt always sit still long enough to fully develop the thoughts and emotions that go into blogging. i get real deliberate with this blog shyt, twitter...i just throw it up and go about my life. so i apologize, i havnt forsaken you blogger. ill be here soon to completely overwhelm you with the fuckery that is sadly...my life. sometimes i love it, its blissful, beautiful, and profound...and then ity wilts, withers, and crumbles. -sigh- and i {really} miss The Bestfriend, kinda lonely.

bitch where's my shyt?!

so being that im doin alright in my current position i have been inclined to shop, even splurge a little. levis, polos, accesories, and of course cardigans! lol but im even saving! whoa now! i know right...so ya, recently as in 7/7/09, yes i was at work shopping, i purchased a rather rare pair of nikes, for a bustin price i might add. when i saw that i had to get 'em. so using my secure paypal account i purchased them from a secure site and reputable dealer. caught a slight case of Buyer's Remorse but it passed. so what's today kidds? all together...its FRIDAY! very good. now my issue isnt that they havnt come yet, i didnt over night them, but that they havnt even shipped! i have no tracking number, but i know you got my GUAC! check my bank ledger hoe, you gots my cake! and in return i want my shoes! so you can contact the site to check on deliveries, i damn sho' did that this morning! i also bought another pair of kicks that i had held to process on this weeks check. they've gone thru and that GUAC is taken out as well... if i dnt get a tracking number for these by monday its gon be CONSEQUENCES AND REPERCUSSIONS! I WANTS MY SHYT!

no! im NOT dead!

so my acebooncoon, my jack of all trades, my nigga, The Aleesa calls me today in the middle of my nap and she's all "are you ok? omg!" im like huh?! im fine! she sounds like she's about to cry tho so i dnt wanta pressure her to talk. so she calls back and suggests i do some facebook damage control because according to facebook IM DEAD! whaaaatttt?? im so not dead. and given the fct that i have damn near died, i dnt take such allegations lightly. an old friend from high skool O, his status reads " R.I.P. Maya Matthews. Life can be so crazy." wtf?! so i go ham. ppl have messaged me, ppl left comments. and being that i dnt have my phone there were even ppl on their way to my house! as flattering as it is to see that in the unfortunate case of my passing, i would be genuinely missed i have to decline all sympathies being that im still here! fresh to death ya but no where near casket sharp.
sorry for the misunderstanding.

xo love life

how come!

how come i cnt write comments on m bestfriend's blog
how come things just cnt be good
how come when shyt aint got nothin-NOT A THING to do with you, you always end up in it
how come you always come in conversations at the moment when things sound so dirty
how come we cnt have a convo without saying no pun, or hav no sexual innuendos
how come we make plans and they dnt work out
how come this blog is gonna sound really ghetto when i read it back-i already know
how come hoes gotta be so damn trif
how come bitches always jockin yo man
how come there is a surplus of business on sale at walmart but niggas always gotta find a way in yours
how come everyone knows im in memphis?!
how come im writing all of this hella damn quick. like im shockin myself with these fire ass typing skills
how come all of mr all american's friends are infatuated with me?! and blogging! like wtf lol
how come i woke up today with the intentions of going home, rolled over, and decided i just need one more day
how come we cnt be alone! ugh
how come i really want way more tattoos
how come situations always have to arise to just really put you in a funk!
how come hoes gotta hate
how come i dnt inherit beef. i think im allergic, honestly
how come i saw an entire girls basketball team from S.C. at cracker barrel and all of them hoes had on bonnets, chanel earrings, colorful socks, and nike flip flops. not at CRACKER barrell black ppl, come now!!!
how come its already 2009, i clearly remember the millenium scare
how come im in the mood to play guitar hero
how come ppl have to compare. CLEARLY im not her. she aint got shyt on me, she'll never be this fly
how come i always end up in some mess for other ppl and hav no idea how i got there
how come i know something, wanta say something, cnt, and feel really badd
how come if this turns out to be EXACTLY what it has been predicted to be...this could be....uhm ya pretty damn bad
how come females wanta jack?! sweetheart thats not cute, i promise its not.
how come im considering deleting my facebook and staying low key
how come i look like a slave! this shyt is no bueno!
how come i have all these damn questions and not one-NOT ONE MUTHAFUCKIN- scratch that!-not the slightest inkling of an answer.
2k9 has got to go up from here and its not even that its all that bad but i really need to be making major moves.

this tom foolery

ok so its homecoming and every year they turnn jefferson into some bizarre of black ppl and vendors. and every year these jackassz come out in some full out ridiculousness! like really when you left your residence did you really think to yourself damn i look good NO! you bet not have because clearly you look like who shot john and drug his dead body across yo mammy's lawn! leather tights?! oh my word! what has the world come to?? please vote for a change! so me and dori are riding back to ford a usual 5 min drive takes us 45 f'in min to get from hale parking lot to ford apts! what the hell?! thats because shanquita and dainisha wanta pull out fresh orange weave and one piece jumps suits and snow boats with the big fuzzy tassles when CLEARLY there is no snow and walk all up and down jefferson buying cuggi, dendi, qada, and VL handgags GET THAT BULLSHYT OUTTA HEAR!
im sorry, no really i am, because i never wanta stereotype and cluster my ppl, black ppl, like that but this really upsets me to see ppl content with this materialistic lifestyle walking up and down the street parading for other ppl to see. honestly, and i said this to dori, it wankes me wanta write a paper, read 2 books, and go to church! we as a people to come up, we're better than that, smarter that, stronger that. i just want us to do better.
-maya.

so ive decided....

to drop my geo class...we all know i DESPISE that class as is and i really lack the focus, drive, and book for that class, so to save my otherwise great GPA im dropping it. ill still be full time and fully acceptable ill just be a hell of a lot stressed and annoyed! sorry walt-p, youre on your own kiddo....i just cnt hang. call me a quitter, na scratch that, im not a quitter but i know im better than what that class has received from me so ill do it again with a better mindset and all the materials. so til then GEOGRAPHY CAN KISS MY DONK! yall thought i was gonna curse-woo'ed ya!
ive also decided to run away for fall break. ill be back when im back. ;-)

aight i got homework
deuces.

bad news

so my "step father" quotes because its nit official. they were planning to get married this summer but postponed that to buy a house. watevr, that's beside the pt.
he has lung cancer. he just came outta surgery to remove a suspicious spot and they know now its cancer. he's waking up to find out he's in worse shape than he went to sleep. I just wanta collapse, like how could this be?...
idk this all bad.
AND tsu has lost over 9000 students personal info including social security numbers. like nigga my social?! the fuckery