Bend over to the flo' and touch your toes.

Big girls if yuh waan get slim/ Welcome to we dancin gym/Model off if yuh waan get trim / Welcome to we dancin gym / Do di belly dance and swing /
Welcome to we dancin gym/ Elephant Man and di crunk king  Seh welcome to we dancin gym

What’s up, Jessica?

Oh, not much, except right now I’m in the library at school typing up a blog post/finishing a psych paper (aw, yea, being almost productive) with a frappe mocha under my shirt and DAMN, it’s cold, but mhm, do I smell like a morning wake up call from an integrated whipped cream snow angel and its smooth coco-y partnah. Take that Jim Crow.

Anyway, Carlos just left me L Baby come back, wahh. Actually, it looks like his computer just froze.

Anway, so my computer actually died this time. Wanna know why? *um.. n-* TOO BAD. YOU’RE GONNA READ ABOUT IT NOW.

Padre Locomotif was all like hm, ima man! I can fix errthing! *F2**BIOS SETTINGS* Hm, a harddrive? DAS ZOUND LYK A VIRUS! *disable* *disable**disable*

That’s about it. I’m starting to hate how most of my posts in the past few months have been computer fuck up related. Oh well. Eet’s all good. I’m BANKING. And yes, bitches, Banking in this context deffo makes sense, so suck it, Lally.

Why am I banking you ask? Hm, let’s see…

No, I;m not.

I missed my interview. But for good reason! It scared me. There was gonna be a math test, a ‘hey, gimme all yo money or I’ll rape everything thing you own’ and a “um, what do you recommend with the FDIC fart MOM SACKS interest rate shit…” Yea, so.. I’m done. Plus, it was like $8.15 an hour for like 4 hours a day. Lazy >.<

OOH. I went to the dentist on Saturday and I nearly died. Let’s get to know Dr. Jessica’s Dentist and his office first. He’s Vietnamese and he hires Mexican nurses. STEREOTYPICAL, WUT. And they’re kinda hasty. But anyway. So dis bitch was cleaning my face’s orifice,talking to me like I was 6.

Ok, Jessi, (s’cuse, me? When was we friends?) open, open, open! Aw, good girl! Ok, now. I’m gonna stick this evil spinny contraption in your face. Pretend it’s a train! Do it with me, Chuga chuga, chuga chuga, CHOO CHOO!

Bitch. My fear of dentists had turned from deathly to I’d rather sleep with Fliss kinda thing. And she burned it with her stupid train!

Lol, but she gave me the suction thing and left me with it. Lemme tell you, don’t try to inhale.. you’ll choke.

Banking.