What's going on with me

Welppp.....I'll be 24 on Friday. What thee fuck!?!?! It seems like only yesterday I was in high school.....cheerleading at a basketball game. Time truly does fly. This journey, nonetheless, is fucking amazing!!!!

I do feel a certain way about turning 24. I feel like I have SOOO much more to accomplish in my life. I have experience in so many areas, from makeup to market research. For that, I am extra grateful. But at the same time, I feel like I need to have a real career by now. I need to be living and breathing Urban Anatomy and Culture Couture. Right now.....they are only getting whifs.

BUT.....the promise land approaches. I'll be back in Chicago in May and I couldn't be happier. I've already started looking at apartments. I feel like if I start early, I can get a feel on what type of apartment I would like to live in. I have to live in a condo in Bronzeville. Sorry, but I won't settle for less than that. After leaving in a 3 bedroom condo in Bronzeville at 21, I WILL never downgrade. After renting a condo....my next stop will be buying a house. I mean that's the natural progression of things, right?

I'm working on a poem called Bungalow Blues. I have such strong feelings about Chicago.....after I talk to my family, after reading the newspapers, after going through old pictures....I always have Chicago on my mind. Even though I have started and stopped and started this poem over and over again, I plan on finishing it this week. I want it to be my first full length poem (by full length, I mean at least 2 minutes long). Is that long?

What else???!! Oh....my hair is growing like crazy. I absolutely love it. I should have gotten it straightened this week for my b-day....BUT....it's hot as blue blazin outside and I really don't want to straighten it until November or December. I'm thinking November so I can be bouncin and behavin for Thanksgiving.

I could write like this forever, but I'm going to stay focused and finish some work that I should have been working on last night.

I bid you adieu.

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