Excuse My French

So.. I never had plans to blog again this morning but I had to do so because of the straight, idiotic shit someone decided to do that affected me last nite.

Just to set this up... Im in New Mex && one of the 1st persons that I met is a guy that I'm going to refer to as Skater Boi. I thought Skater Boi was gonna be a cool dude.. but he turned out to be an asshole x 10!!! So... I haven't heard from Skater Boi since Thanksgiving weekend... but he was determined to change that last nite. At 3:26 a.m.... my phone begins to vibrate. I ignored it. At 3:27 a.m... it goes off again... and I answered, thinking that maybe it was someone from back home calling me about an emergency or my mom was in trouble.. idk. Here's how the convo went.....

Me: (groggy) Hello?

Skater Boi: (excited like its Christmas morning) Hey! Lets Chill!

Me: (confused) Who is this?

Skater Boi: (still excited) Greg

Me: Skater Boi????

Skater Boi: Yea... let's chill!

Me: What the Hell? What time is it... are u ok?

Skater Boi: Yea.. Im cool... lets chill

Me: Im sleep.. wait... text me.

Now... most people woulda just left the conversation there. But me, being slightly confused and not in my right mind at the time, I didn't process what he was saying. So I had him text me. That conversation went like this

Skater Boi: Lets chill

Me: Lets chill? Im sleep

Are u ok

Skater Boi: Yup

Me: You done lost yo damn mind. Its 3 in the morning and you wanna "just chill"? Call me in the

Call me in the daytime with that shit and on a more consistent basis. Im not Booty Call hoe

Skater Boi: (silence)

So fast forward to this morning.... Im pissed! I hate when people call me late at nite && they're not somewhere dying in a ditch. And for the mere fact that you wanna call me on some Booty Call shit.... hellllll no. Im not that girl. So I wake up this morning && I call him. Just wondering what he obviously had to be either smoking or drinking to make him call me on some DUMB SHIT. Do you know that this muthafucka had the nerve to

1. Not come to the phone like a lil bitch

-and-

2. Hang up on me when he did

Oh shit ya'll... you know Im bout to go off! This nigga acted like I wanted him... And I wasnt tryna call on no ignorant shit. I just wanted to know where his head was last nite... yea, I knew. But I believe in letting everyone defend themselves b4 I decide to get in their ass. But that was the last straw. He called me on some "Lets Chill/ Lets Fuck: type stuff.... Im list you the reasons why that wasn't jumping off:

1. Dayabee is no hoe... I like my penis BUT not just everyone's

2. The nigga talks like he's been sniffing shit outta aerosol cans for years... has no brain cells

3. He's an over compensator... Gotta be flashy becuz he has "short-cummings"

-and-

4. His dick is the size of my middle finger and its thinner than a pencil... ya'll know I had to peep the goods

So... enough with my ranting. I wanna just let this be known.... There is only ONE man in this world and boo... its not you. You wouldnt have even made my time worth while if I got stupid and decided to "chill" with you. If I want penis... I got 4 triple A batteries and a toy to do so... I dont need nor what your small stuff for anything! I can do me better than you can!

Excuse my french && my vulgar-ness ya'll.... Ya'll know I'm usually not like this but this one had it coming!