Well well, how to start. I guess I’ll start with waking up in the morning…. Well it was rough getting up at 5:30am again since I did it the morning before and Im a late bird, I like to wake up in the early afternoon, like 11am, 12pm.
Either way, my bf pushes me out of the bed gently and Im up and slowly running. We are late getting me to the train (blue line) from Long Beach to Los Angeles. I was going to pick up the front door key to my dad’s apartment. So I was going to have to take the blue line to the green line…..get off, say hello to dad, get the key and then get back on the train, back to the blue line, to the red line, to the orange line and then one final bus to my street and then walk to the crib…. (and I’ve done this whole charade before and it’s tiring) So after all that, I get in the apartment and piss cuz I had been holding it since the red line. And take a bath to relax and slowly get prepared for this passion party I had coming that night and maybe take a nap for my tired ass.
I finally lay my ass down to fall slightly into a dream when the nerve wrecking door bell buzzes.
Now, Im not here at my dad’s crib continuously, Im all over the place and no one should have been visiting anyway, so I didn’t know to answer or not. So I call dad to make sure it wasn’t him at the door. And the door bell kept buzzing, and frantically. After grumpiness and almost getting pissed I talk to the person at the door through the raggedy intercom to find out it’s the crazy DHL man dropping off a package of mine. (Now, Im glad he has as crazy as he was to get me my sh*t)
In the package was my brand new business cards that I think are f*cking awesome (to get tubular on ya) So that put a smile on my face, also when I was looking through the package I’ve receive since I was gone, I got one from one my College soror sista, Lydia. It was a late Valentine gift and card, and the words on the card made me cry from joy. I was loved!!
So after half-way taking a nap I just decided to just get dressed. Now I already knew that I was going to be late to this Passion party that was supposed to start at 5Pm!!! Which is ridiculous in whatever city you live in to have a party at 5pm on a Friday night…. Its way TOO f*cking early… people gotta get off work, get through traffic and still get to their destination, beit their homes to change their clothes or just to get to the part itself. And that’s true in Chicago and definitely true in California. So I don’t know what the Hostess was thinking, oh yea I know, SHE WASN’T thinking at all!
And plus, I had already warned the hostess two nights previous that I knew I was going to be late because I would be waiting for my father to get off work to borrow his car. Now, this day, Friday…. My dad doesn’t get to me with the car until 6pm and this chick lives at least an hour east of where I was coming from. And there was HELLA traffic…. I mean, 20mi per hour, stop and go traffic for long stretches of road. And the chick kept blowing up my phone!!!!
Now, at this time, Im feeling all the energy from her and her people through her voice and her replies…. It was nothing I could do, I couldn’t do any magic to make the traffic disappear, I couldn’t have said “biddy-boppity-boo” and then be in her house all set up and everything. Naw, it didn’t happen that way. I got to the party 3 hours later (2 and a half in traffic) and I felt the frustration as soon as I got in the door. But I didn’t care, cuz in my mind I was thinking “Sh*t, my services are free!! Free!! They don’t pay for my gas….sh*t they don’t pay for sh*t of mine, they just sit there waiting to be entertained! Which Im happy to do for those that are grateful and receptive… not for the b*tches that’s just looking for the next come up. And if I feel like Im getting too much flax from these heifers then I won’t even unpack and I’ll get back In the car and drive right back home.”
So I didn’t play any passion games with them, I passed out the rest of the gifts I had left. And I presented just a bit of the stuff I had, and then I started taking orders…and still got over $300.00 in retail sales!! I still got ya da money, and for the travel and attitudes I was receiving, I had better had left with something instead of nothing. So all in all, I vented to my other college soror Lindsay all the way back home on my celly. I talked to my mom and some friends from college, even my sponsor. People that love me!
So now I'm done venting, now on to the positive side of things.
I’m ever grateful for these shining stars that live in my life. Thank you Universe for all the blessings you have given me and are giving me! You’re the best! I love Earth, Mother and Father. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Peace n blessings to all,
Kiwi
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