IT has been two years after dealing with the high school drama, after some time you might actually think that you've escaped it somehow but when you live in it so there's no escaping it. I've had my fair share of struggles in the past two years; like accepting that school might not be for me, no matter how many rewrites I took I still get the same scores or worse. Willing to keep my head high I chose to seek a job, and through months of planning and taking action my friend Khloe and I finally moved into our new apartment.
I have made it a habit to plan out my schedule for the rest of the week; I mean it is 'Sunday reset' the best time to press that restart button. " what would you do if you knew you wouldn't fail?"... still no certified answer for the question "a gentle reminder that you might not know it all but this will still look good on my planner, so you are okay" this little pep talks that I have with myself never seem to get me anywhere it but they do come off as a friendly distraction.
SELF-care is crucial at this 20-something age. I mean the main reason I got all excited about growing up was the thought of moving out of my parents' home and finding my own nest to rest in, enjoying sex and maybe I might be 20 pounds lesser - hmph could have fooled me, now I'm starting to question if sex in the city was all about feminism or just pure lies fed to us by four seductive white women. oh, I might have forgotten to mention that I am big-boned, thick, phat, plus-sized, or whatever name you find fit, don't worry I'm unbothered. After a long time taken on scheduling my week, it is now 18:18 and the angels are with me, meaning that I have to take a long bath and spend the rest of my night looking at my naked body and Ben has to come over for a visit - it is amazing what a dildo could do to you.
NOTHING is better than an organism at 19:57 when no one is around. After hearing the door open I realised that play time is over and I don't have time for a second organism cause my roommate/bestfriend just came home ,so I went to the powder room to freshen up... "Keke, im home" yelled Khloe .Khloe is a drama student that has been looking for her big-time shot, and she really is a good actress who deserves the spotlight. "I'm coming girl "
K H L O E : You have no clue what happened today, remember when I left I told you that I was going to start at the salon first? Girl! guess what happened. The whole time that I was not around Jenifer was trying to get my part , and Mrs D put her on the spot in front of everyone. I was like.. THIS BITCH!
K E K E : Girl, whaatt? If I were you I would laughed so hard ,and threw in a FEW of smart comments through out the class ,like who does she think she is?
KHLOE : I know, I wanted to do that so bad but you know how drama classes be about respect and politeness , I had all things petty to say but couldn't articulate ,so pulled out the bitch face .
(They did their handshake )
K E K E : Oh and before i forget did you get Zayia's text?
K H L O E : Which one? the one about the girls thing?
K E K E : Yeah she called me today and told me that she's planning a girls' week trip.
K H L O E : But we going right ?
K E K E : FUCK YEAH
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Storie d'amoreTHIS IS A STRORY ABOUT A GIRL WHO IS IS JUGGLING WORK LIFE, 20 SOMETHING'S MESS AND FINDING REAL LOVE IN THE CITY OF REAL HEARTBREAKS