Me and my cousin Traviance walked to Dairy Queen today. We sat in the place for a few minutes and watched the rain fall like crazy and talked. On our way home we got soaked to the bone, we had to post up under the porch of this run down sack and finally just decided to walk on to my house because the rain wasn't going to stop anytime soon. My god damn black-folks hair napped up so quick, it'll take me all night to get it right again.
Speaking of all night, I'm supposed to be writing a paper right now, Why I Want to Become a Teacher. I don't want to be a teacher, but if I want to go on a free trip to Sam Houston University, all I have to do is pump out two pages typed before seventy period tomorrow and I'm set. But then again, I also have to rewrite a story that I wrote about my grandmother so that it will be "more powerful" as Mrs. Pasho puts it. I don't mind doing it, I'm glad she even thought that it had any ounce of power in it in the first place. I guess I should start, but I don't want to. I AM A BORN PROCRASTINATOR.
After I tell you guys about my dream from the other night I'll go do my work. Okay, I was in the living when this tall chocolate brother appears out of nowhere. Somehow, in a split second, I get him naked and push him back onto the love seat. I was standing over him, then I bent over and wraped my hands around his tool,I was getting ready to ride the black stallion. All of the sudden I get the feeling my grandmother was coming and I start panicking. I was screaming trying to tell him, now Taye Diggs, to get up but he won't move. My hand wouldn't move, either, it was like it was glued to his dick and right then while I was trying to pull my hand off his penis, my grandmother walked in and the last thing I remember was a cold tingle of fear going up my back and a silent scream trying to escape my mouth.
Monique