Nicole be Thinking...

i am tired. no like literally... i shouldn't even be awake right now... and it's not even that i'm soooooooo stuck on myspace that i can't go to sleep which has been the case in the past... no. this is real insomia-type can't-fall-asleep syndrome... it's not insomnia for real for real because i feel like if i just turn the tv and stuff off i'll EVENTUALLY fall asleep... i'm listening to john legend's new cd. and it's making me want to listen to every song in its entirety... maybe i should turn THAT off, right? ugh... i'm not making any sense. tomorrow... i work both of my jobs... back to back. 9 to 1 at williams-sonoma and 1 to 9 godiva. i mean... i really don't think i NEED to be there that long. godiva i mean... i guess i have to get a certain number of hours. but.... i'm gonna go crazy. my job is simple really... i just sell chocolate and sing all day... and in between there i tie some boxes. make some peanut butter cups... talk to...

it's been a while... but here goes... deelishis won flavor of love, yall! yay for her, cuz i can't stand new york... the thing is... now i have nothing except desperate housewives to entertain me on sundays and them hoes fell off something serious so... darn. and without flavor of love i'll have to go back to spelling "beatuful" "deelishis" "choclate" "payshintz" and so on correctly. whats worse is... do i even remember how to spell those words right? lol. ["beautiful" "delicious" "chocolate" "patience" yeah nigga... i ain't dumb. lol] my daddy got a new infiniti. well.. it's not new new but you know... and you know what that means for me, right? yup... i'm still stuck with my jeep. don't get me wrong. that's my baby... last time it came out the shop i was excited like my husband was coming back from jail... but like a true criminal, just like a nigga going nowhere, it was ba...

... but i've been too busy to blog. anyway, i've decided that i don't like boys who think they're thuggin... i know, i know... i've never liked them or even pretended to... it just seems like i'm getting attention from more of them lately and i feel like a few things need to be set straight. i DON'T like thugs - real or fake. the only thing worse than a nigga not going anywhere in life is one who's dead or in jail. i'm just not interested in that lifestyle. i don't care about what gang is doing what. i don't care how "real" you are. i'm not a fan of gold teeth. i don't like braids on boys. i DON'T like drug dealers. period. why the hell would i want to be bothered with that? once again... the only thing worse than a nigga not going anywhere in life is one who's dead or in jail. i DON'T like young boys, either. the young ones seem to be the ones caught up in the previously mentioned bullshit. it's not that i t...