hakuna matata.

I had the most wonderful dream last night, the kind where you wake up and hope so bad that what you've just experience wasn't just a dream, but you sadly awake to reality.. hmph. 

Today was an enjoyable day. I woke up, went to the gym where i read another chapter of "The Safety of Objects", which is quite interesting if you ask me. I read the book once before, and watched the movie, & i envision my own story in my head but it seems too familiar. I wonder if its from my memory of the film, or from previously reading it.. Anyhow, afterwards, i came home did the usual, watch tv then go online, made rt and ryan mac and cheese, then decided to go to Davis and chill with Laryan. He wanted to make some sushi-esque dish, called dynamite so we went to an asian market & a super walmart. I swear this boy buys everything he's cravin' like it's nothing.. First he wanted pizookies, then somehow we started talking about opening a cupcake shop & walaaa we decided to make a red velvet cake instead! We went back to his "pottery barn" apartment where i baked the cake and he made the dynamite dish.. and let me tell you, it was delicious ! mm mm mmm! We watched Sex in the City the movie (amazing btw), he cut my hair, & we put on face masks.. haha. & damn, we've been hooked on "we can go back to the bay, we can kick it all day, what's crackin' ya dig? you're so sexy oh it's just you & me. We can cupcake on the beach on the islands of hawaii, aloha!" for daays now.. cute right?

A friend once told me, "all niggas are the same, the next is just different from the last." i don't think i believe it though.. atleast not yet. 

I like coloring, but i wish i could go outside the lines. And one day i want to make art instead of simply just coloring a picture. 

a lot like love is on, woo. 

love.