Park and Ani

I let it ring

It's strange. 

I've gotten so used to living in limbo. Not knowing if I'd make it to the next day, I constantly felt the need to live each day of my life to the fullest and not hold anything back. Because I had no clue if one day my brain would wave it's little white flag and let Big Red cause a catastrophe for my central nervous system, but it had its rein and I'm still here kicking and screaming like always. 

I mean of course I'm not completely the same as I was before, obviously, there's not a threatening amount of pressure on my brain now so it's a great bonus to Big Red bursting. But even I have to admit that because of Big Red finally rupturing, there has been some drawbacks. I still struggle over some word pronunciation and even with all the speech therapy, a small stutter took its place in my speaking, and I tend to forget things a lot more often now. 

But I'd still pick any of these things over a brute of a blood clot sitting its fat ass on my delicate brain. 

I wasn't even aware that I was completely zoned out until a knock on my door snapped me out of it. 

I only managed to finish one page of the five page essay my teacher assigned us. 

It's due tomorrow night. 

I'm most definitely screwed because there is no way in hell I'm sitting back down to work on this paper more. At least not tonight, but hey, my best work comes when I'm on a time crunch. 

I just manage to get up from my desk before the door to my bedroom flies open and Blake and Liza waltz into my room. 

"Well excuse the fuck out of me. Yeah guys you can totally just barge into my room" 

"You know we do this all the time Ani" Liza sings out before tossing a bag of boom chicka pop towards me. 

It's the kettle corn kind, the best kind. Not even missing a beat I rip open the bag shoveling the sweet puffed corn into my mouth. The beginning notes of Canal St. by A$AP Rocky starts crooning over my speakers prompting a grin of approval from Blake and an eye roll from Liza. 

"Can we please not listen to rap music right now?" she pleads, mustering up the puppy face that works phenomenally on a majority of her friends and family. 

Unfortunately for her, I've gotten used to her facial expression after someone made the perfect comparison between her and Puss in Boots whenever she pulls that face. So the reaction she was hoping to get from me flopped and once she realized that, her face fell and she snatched a handful of my popcorn from my bag. 

"Liza you and I both know, Imani will never in a million years skip A$AP Rocky. No matter who the person is."

She's not wrong. Any time he comes on my shuffle my instant reaction is turning it up even louder before rapping along with him on the track. There was even one time where I was babysitting one of my little cousins and L$D came on my shuffle, so instead of skipping the song altogether -obviously the logical option considering my cousin being a little over five and her mother being a stickler for profanity- I turned it up louder. 

It's safe to say my aunt no longer lets me around her child seeing as when she picked her up, her innocent five year old daughter was now rocking a rather... colorful vocabulary. 

Must've been the pollen in the air, but for the first time ever, I turned down an A$AP Rocky song. Must not be as immune to Liza's Puss in Boots face as I thought. 

The action didn't go unnoticed based on the shocked expression on Blake's face and the pleased look on Liza's. 

"So are you guys going to tell me why you barged into my room or are we going to play the good ole 'tell me what the fuck you want before I kick you out' game?"