NO... NO, LET ME.

there were so many times this summer i delt thru experiences where i told myself "damn this would be a perfect situation to blog about" but never got around to do so. summer is memory lane, by far one of the best summers ive ever had. twas not the usual vacation to the philippines like every fuckin summer ever since i was younger but stayed at home and runned my very own life. parents and little sister was gone for a good month leaving me with ate (older sister). i would wake up, grab clothes, and john would be there. go home (if i ever went home) just to sleep and wake up to the same routine. i was infatuated with the fact that we played the married life waking up to eachother, cooking/going out, cleaned (yeah right), and when we turn off the tv at night we kissed and said goodnight. the feeling was amazing, having no parents to tell u to go home or stay home for the most part. HE was my support system and aknowledging the fact that he took care of me when noone did. i came home to an empty house with no food, love, warmth... shit sucked foreal. i love that boy to an extent where i can stop and say yeah ill take a bullet for my nigga offtop. as week 3 passed, i absolutely hated my house. there was no shit to do having no little sister to bug, my parents flight back home kept delaying because many families like them tried going home back in time for there kids, since school was just around the corner. the day they came home was the day i felt whole and actuall happy to be in my own room again. i hugged my mom and dad so tight i shouted never leave me again! and slapped abigail in the head cus that little fucker didnt even get dark if anything she got lighter. Another huge aspect to my summer was cheer camp, now let me tell you the shit you see in the movies is haha.. so fuckin true. it was held at uc davis and sacramento weather was torching fire steaming blazing fuckin hot, catch my drift? with that being said i left that place with the most darkest tan i never wanted! fuck im so fuckin dark now, but hey life goes on. when we arrived we were late, so as we were approaching the main field we seen hundreds of girls in there color coded outfits each in sections waiting to cheer and yell there asses off. i looked around and told myself, "damn this shit is going to be roughcityyy" everything was a competition how you look, how you chant, the level of spirit your team has to offer. Westmoor cheerleaders are noobs, we had a shitload of freshmens and sophmores looking so lost they looked like puppy dogs. we werent skilled we werent together and that kind of gave us a downfall in the beginning. first day consisted of learning UCA cheers and dances and this other shit i wanted to bullshit. 2nd day we stunted like our daddeys haha nahhh we had private classes on how to stunt the right and proper way because obviously we were doing the ghetto way hahah. learning how to do fancy tricks in the air with ur legs and arms and just doing all that goodshit cheerleaders know how to do. the food was alrightt.. basic american buffet every breakfast,lunch,and dinner. lights out by 10 and must be up by 7 to eat breakfast and down to the field by 8. the schedule was crucial, and all our bodies were sore from all the workout. it was girl world all out, girls mugged, girls envied other girls, girls this girls that but overall westmoor cheer bonded thruout it all and even know we sucked in one way or another we can all positviely say we had fun. life experience, but fuck never again. 4 days was enough being a cheerleader was never a carrer i wanted to pursue in life, yeah fucking right. school is finally here and being a senior sure does feel more empowered then the rest. classes are coo with chill people i never once even had quality conversations with my 3rd year being at westmoor. like i said, im not in a rush to leave highschool however im eager as fuck to start my life not posing as the fact that ur still in highschool. im ready for college, im ready to be grown, although all these words might hit me in the ass when its finally faced to me but whatever i just want to see my future in 5..10..15 years? so here i am on a saturday afternoon straight chillen in my sweats bummin out in front of my laptop and tv. and congrats babe to making a blog, shit's cool huh? vent all u want to it, and it'll never whine at you back (like how i do to you) haha. im hungry now.. asta lavista.

ps; i also went to the weezy concert!! shit was siccckkkkkkk hehe