Postby *lady_ice_4u2nv* » Sat Feb 17, 2007 12:00 pm
i woke up this morning,only having had like 4 hours of sleep..my mom decided she wanted 2 go food shoppin..wtf,on a damn saturday yh..hmm never mind yea she asked me too come with her.
got up,looked in da mirror washed up yanno the same old routine blah blah blah
she decided 2 drive me up 2 erm..whats dat place called hmm...HOUNSLOW..haa you kno that dusty market place where white poeple just sell random bullsh1t like tea warmers..anywho we browsed the place nothin interesting,.opened a couple of blocked fones we had haa,obviously i was wearin a scarf..im going thru that PHASE
back to the market..i was listening too my ipod obviously i was listening too hassan aden samatar,,i dunno man his music just fukkin gets me excited....yh as i was sayin,i was listening too ma ipod when dis cadaan man came running too me..and tried 2 grab my adidas side bag..nacala abuug..dont think i let him have it..wollahi i just remember my days in somalia and did sum sick sabaxaad combo..every1 was amazed..anywho..the police and ambulance was called and now the skinny mother fukker wants 2 sue me for assulting him...WTFFFFFFFFFF..HE was gonna rob me..i can please self defence alie?