Wednesday, August 3, 2011
I'm in a really bad situation?
Okay, here's the thing. I was going to see my girlfriend the other day. See, we just had a huge screaming fight and I wanted to make it up to her. I bought her a necklace, candy that she loves, and a ring. I was so nervous though. I went to my ex's house first to ask for advice. She told me to be very confident and to be very apologetic. I heeded her advice and went over to my girlfriend's house. I saw her ex walking from her house, so I figured I'd ask if he was with her. He said "yes, but she doesn't want to see you. I don't want you to either." I told him I wasn't and I walked in another direction. Once he walked away, I walked again to her her house and rang her doorbell. She answered and immediately broke down crying. I consoled her and told her that if I could go back in time, I would punch myself to stop myself from yelling at her. Well, it turns out her ex bf was following me. Well, I got in one little fight and my mom got scared and said "You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-air." I Begged and pleaded with her day after day, but she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way. She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket. I put my walkman on and said "I might as well kick it." I whistled for a cab and when it came near, the license plate said "fresh" and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I can say this cab was rare, but I thought "naw forget it." "Yo homes to Bel-Air!".I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 and I yelled to the cabby "Yo homes smell ya later" I looked at my kingdom I was finally there to sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air.
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