shit has def. not been going well -_---. yeah i know, not a good way to start off my first blog but eh, shit is crazyy. well maybe i should start by introducing myself before i get to the goodies. The name is Shauntay Aka ms. Dulce Marie Pepper.Mos.def. Bond (inny) lol
I live in bedstuy brooklyn, bedstuy Fly woot woot and i attend Brooklyn College academy, Home of the snakes and slides aka the biggest fashion show eh sureeee, the place where everyone talks about everyone , but no one fights because of fear of suspension but bka the softest school in brookyn...yeah thats how it be.
I am currently Single, not really looking for Mr. right, occupied by Mr. right now. I hate drama, and i love to be in love, even when the lover doesn't necessarily love me back... love is my specialty, shopping is my drug (x_x). My biggest loves in life is the niece and nephew.
the younger one name is Shamya, and my nephew name is Shamar. I lovee them!
Ok so back to the bullshit. this is my last year in high school and im in the process of choosing schools and shit. idkk where i wanna go but im looking at pratt for liberal arts, binghamton, old westbury or purchase. this shit is sooo stressful. and to add on to that i currently want something, or shall i say someone, soooo bad. he says that we are just friends but that does not satisfy me. how can u say u love some one but then say that uu dot want to be with them? since when is that apart of love? eh iono.
but on that note heres another note (derived from my face book note) lol toodles, later days hehe
“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life...You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like 'maybe we should be just friends' turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.”
