Love like Winter- A Fire Inside.
So, today was pretty gay. I woke up around 9 to get down to Orange County, knowing me I slept all the way there. We stopped in Cypress to drop off my dad to run the store, then headed to my Grandma's house. When I got there I don't know why but I was amazingly tired still. I didn't even want to get my nails done! >:[ After that, I had to go into work grrr. My cousin, Steven, brought in the skateboard! So as I was working I rode that piece of shit all around the store, it was pretty tight. Then at break we went to the park and played on the swings but it was so cold my nose almost fell off my face! I signed on aim on my phone waiting for something, but I got nothing. The whole time. I don't know I fell fast and hard. I'll just lay off for awhile. BUT! I had foster freeze today, OH JIZZ, I love that place. More work then DINNER! haha I know shut up, I'm fat. sue me. I had dinner with my dad, Steven, and uncle Tony. Whenever we have Tony and Steven together it's hilarious. We talked about Oprah alot, damn that hoe got money! ah. hahah Then talked about this little girl who's like 10 now, is making ca$hmoney for her paintings. She has visions and draws them vividly as well as describe them in deep, thoughtful poems. She's inspriational. Good dinner! The ride home to Corona,was pretty fucking hilarious. Steven and I were totally talking about all the stupid shit we do and funny memories. I love that kid, he's like my little brother. Then I talked to my jigga b, and it was bittersweet. I suppose I understood the situation a little better? haha I don't know, I felt myself crying, out of no where. What a weirdd thing, I got over it but I was upset and went for a walk. Christina and Steven went with me. We decided to go to the part at first but then that stupid Public Saftey Patrol car kept driving by so we just decided to go home after awhile of walking. It got my mind off a lot of shit. Good deal. Tomorrow, I'm off to Los Angeles! yessssssssssssssss! `Till then ...
With Love
Tiffani
telling it straight.
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