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Wednesday, October 29, 2003


The Illest
I'm the illest
Hotter than hot
Can you feel this?
You know what I got
But do you think you can deal with it?
Feelin' the heat
Workin' a beat
It's enough to make you wanna st-st-stay
Off of your feet.

But do you wanna know how it feels?
You're frontin' like it's nothin'
But I doubt that you could deal.

'Cause what I got has mass appeal
Something so potent that it can't be sealed.

What?

And there you have my rap about staying home with a really bad cold. What did you think it was about?

I've been fighting a cold for the past week. I stayed home one day last week, took some cold medicine, and went to school the next day. Then the symptoms returned over this past weekend. Just Monday, I was singing in the car, when I started coughing and hacking on the word "love" in the bridge of the song "Hold On" by Dwele. And if you've ever heard the guy, you know that his more powerful notes (which is what I was hitting) are without range and not much louder than the rest of his singing. I choked on the note so badly that I had to pull over. Plus it gave me a headache.

So I'm quite sick.

I'm getting really tired of Mike IM'ing me to talk about girls. He's not attracted to black girls at all, and I'm not nearly as attracted to Asian girls as he is. There aren't any celebrities we can agree look good. He actually had the nerve to say I had bad taste in women. Well, I'm sorry if I'm willing to date outside of my own race, and you aren't.

And if he doesn't quit talking about this Antoinette girl he's supposed "over," I'm going to scream. Well, I would if my throat didn't hurt so bad that I can't even drink water without saying "ouch." But I'm sure you all get my point.

Hm. Today's entry is getting kinda long, isn't it? Better end this now before I start rambling. Ok, too late for that. I should stop anyway, though.

Much Love.

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