like...whoa
first day back to jail was
.
my first class i can BARELY understand cuz he has THICK i mean THICK accent. i can probably understand like two words from a sentense. kinda like this :
halalalfikal scan flidalkdi test.
my second class i want to run out there screaming grabbing people by the throats. the teacher talks soooooo slowwwww.
then my last class. i just wana stab someone. she talks like im five years old and just moved to america. then at the end she goes ' i try not to talk so fast but you see i get carried away' im lik
are you KIDDING me??!?!?! it doesNOT get slower than this.
i went out there pissed cuz she made us stay and listen to her autobio then her husbands autobio then her two daughters.
me: what the HELL is wrong with her?
friend: nikka you tell me
me: i cant stay in there for two damn hours
*guys walks up with his eyes popped out and just looks at me " SHE CUSSES! SHE CUSSES! AY YA'LL SHE'S ONE OF US!"
wow. i hope tomorow is gona be better even though i start the day off by SPEECH. ugh.
but hey. we hv a campus dj hahaha which was the highlight of my day.
i summed it all up for you z lol i knew youd ask.