Left Overs...

Itte bet, so um... Funny story...or maybe you wont find it funny bc you weren't there.
So I come home and I run to my door, because it was colder than where Sara Palin lives (gosh I miss her...) and so I run upstairs open the door to my house, and then run to my room (yes mad doors) and my door is locked (this is never so) so I get my key stick it in, and it doesn't open. Aint that some b.s.? So after 5 minutes of struggling... I run across the court to where my RA lives and knock on his door violently (again the cold was crazy)... and so he looks out his window and hes like:
who is it???
i'm like its Yari... my room is locked and my key doesn't work...
are you serious?!
No no, I'm just kidding. I love standing in the cold.
(pauses)
ok... give me umm give me a few minutes.

I run back to my house and start to make dinner. And as I'm cutting the chicken and putting some sazon on it, it hits me... GUEPA. My RA was in the middle of shagging, and I just C-blocked. Oh man... I start to panic. I hope that does not mean, that I will have some sort of bad luck. I felt horrible. I contemplated running back in the skin cracking cold and telling him to finish his business that it was ok if I couldn't get in my room for a little... But then, KNOCK KNOCK, he enters my crib... Hes like..
you kinda caught me at a busy time...
I was like: DAMN I KNEW IT! I'm so sorry. Fk my life.

Needless to say, my room was nice and warm... waiting for me, with my one pillow. So for those of you out there that ever had someone interrupt you, I want to apologize. Unless it was on purpose, then don't worry, karma will take care of it... haha

So I'm into PBS right now, no not the cartoons the actual shows they have. As I ate my honey nut oatmeal this morning I saw the guy who started Turner Broadcasting speak to Mr. Smiley about his new book "call me ted" and one of the things they discussed was the fact that we are becoming overpopulated.. and Mr. Turner said that we should have a rule of like 2 kids like they have in Asia... Idk, I am an only child and I really want at least 3 kids. That's just my opinion. Having a big family would be dope, a headache but still.

IItttttttte... Dique, back to writing this god-forsaken paper.

FanStar...

I wrote this as I sat in an empty classroom..

My current situation is a little complicated
somethings are a bit outdated
same issues and anxieties persist
just thinking about it makes me pist...
but instead of making a clenched up fist
Ill keep it moving, flowing, growing...

Im trynna grow as a person
but how can i learn a lesson
when my current situation got me stressin'
my back, the wall and all this pressin'

An economy in shambles
all i can do is just ramble...
on.. and on I go
and yes I know that doesn't flo..
but sending 20 resumes a day
and still no job for me to say...
is nyc the place to stay?

My current situation
is really worth the mention...
Im hoping that this past election
moves this country in a new direction...

Im attracting all sorts of people
complex minds, and some are simple
but i dont know what to make of it
are they here for a while or just a bit?
while my mind wonders, my heart will sit...
Somebody pass me a match, so that this dark room is finally lit.

-*MSUNDERSTOOD*-