The Introduction to my drama.

What be up y’all… my name’s Inmate.  And that’s the introduction to my drama.  That’s all you need to know about my background, and now we move on to the present.  Learn as you go, and call them as you see them.  Hey… my dog isn’t wearing any pants… ::sits::

My ex is returning from North Carolina… he’s on leave from the Marine Corps, and let’s just say our relationship still has electrical current.  We haven’t seen each other for two years.  He’s been an asshole lately.  But I really want to see him.  This might be our chance to move on, and put our feelings in the past.  I have a new boyfriend now, like that’s any surprise to anyone I know… but the ex doesn’t know that.  Nope.  Maybe he can go his whole leave without knowing that.  Hmmm… I’ll probably talk to the ex tonight, and I will see how that goes.  And then I need to call back the boyfriend to see if we can chill this weekend.  Yea.  Should be interested, because I don’t want to hurt either of them.  They’re both part of me, but they’re different parts, right?  For real.  Anyway.  LOL.  I might as well finish the boy situation.  A homie I know hits on me every day in class… I don’t think the boyfriend (who is in the same class) has noticed; another homie is in love with me; another one is obsessed with me (still, after three whole years) and shoots murderous glances towards me and current flavor of the month; and a series of other people give me special attention.  I don’t think I warrant all of this attention, to be honest, but what can I do?  I’ll just continue being a juggalo and a pain in the ass.  But I might cut my hair.  Actually, I will.  Tuesday at 4 pm. 

I like Christmas… I’m just waiting for Christmas.  I used to hate it, because my family used to get really stressed and yell and scream the entire holiday season and my mental state was already fucked up… So it really bothered me.  But my head is cool now, for real.  Not all there, but I’m not fucked up anymore.  So I’m actually looking forward to Christmas.  Plus, I got some moneh to my name so I can buy my homies some shit.  This will be the first year I will be able to do that. 

I’ve come across some moneh with my dancing.  I choreograph, teach, practice, and get injured all for the glory of being onstage and the center of attention.  And I’ve started getting moneh for it.  It’s hella great.  : D  My first love is hip hop… the rules to being ghetto is to keep it dark and underground… and my second is modern/lyrical.  Weird mix.  But I do all kinds of dance.  I like ballet too.  I find that odd… but life just throws you a bunch of curveballs.  It just sucks if you can’t catch.

Alright homies, I’m outta dis bitch now and probably going to hit up my ex and see what he’s got to say for himself, lol…

So word…

And to my juggalos, MCL.

-INMATE-