nostalgia

listenin to sharp;wale got me feelin nostalgic. severely nostalgic. like i miss the younger years. alot. when i was young, i'd never think that at age 17 this would be my life. i love it like no other. shit ten years ago, i was in the 2nd grade on my way to 3rd. moms jus birthed my first sibling. and my life consisted of a purple skip-it(still got scars on my ankle), a blue razor skooter complete with hello kitty stickers, my spy kids watch, arthur&zoom(big ups to everyone who DIDNT have cable as a kid), & my favorite cousins syreeta&skye. i used to live for wednesdays cuz that was MG day. MG was mentally gifted class, back when i was mentally gifted. we did all sorts of shit that really didnt exhibit our mental gifts such as building famous bridges out of popsicle sticks, trips to the park&rita's, & learned about great tribes of Native Americans like the Iroquois. and i engaged in a legendary game called Oregon Trail. during this time i lived in the freakin heart of southwest nd was a goon to the core.(i.e sneakin behind moms' back to watch the 2001 NBA finals. iverson vs. bryant. durh.! that halftime performance sparked my love of beyonce nd my former desire to get a jersey dress. do. not. judge. me.)but seriously tho, lets take it further back.hmmm. i lived wit my grandma, 2 cousins, and aunt down the bottom(big ups to 43rd st.). we were cramped into three bedrooms, i slept wit my mom, my one cousin slept with my grandma, my other cousin slept with my aunt, but we were happy as fuck.! i had cable during this time, so like doug, allegra's window, rugrats, pete&pete,and waynehead captivated my attention. i fucked wit looney tunes too. and two stupid dogs!. the best fuckin show ever. i was young enough to love cartoons, but smart enough to watch ellen&seinfeld wit moms. we had our own song to sing to each other( friennnndddsss tillll the endddd) & who would've known that those lyrics would define our relationship til this day. i love her. we were alone then. i was still taggin along wit her to classes at temple for tht sociology degree. i threw up throat lozenges outside her psych class. man. good shit. i looked more like this then tho:

....i'm done reminiscing. this is about enough about my life. just felt like remembering. online. take it how you want it.