The little things

Today was one of those days that cannot be explained completely with mere words ...
but as always I shall attempt it.



It was filled with kids ...
Little kids ... polite kids ... quiet kids ... and the ones who try and
call u a b**ch on the dwn low and end up getting the
''WAT DID U JUST SAY ?''
in the angry black girl voice, complete with that LOOK ..
yanno what I mean.

It was filled with laughter ...
'your chatting rubbish'
.. laughter
'no one got onto the joke but me and you'
.. laughter
'Making up words to -Fight For This Love- outside Debenhams'
.. laughter
'Trying to play the game sheriff with a dozy guy who kept exclaiming,
-I'm confused because those two should have banged each other-'
..laughter
'oh my dayz, did you really think KOKA noodles where called KNOCKA noodles'
..laughter.


It was filled with food ..
A rushed lunch of chicken and rice that we had to eat in 30 minutes
Crisps and energy drinks .. more fizzy drinks
Stewed chicken .. rice and peas.. salad ..
and you lot know I don't mess with my food!

It had it's share of disappointments...
Like when the taxi driver decided to act like Leila and I weren't standing outside waiting for him, and though I wanted to cuss him so bad,
when he came I had to hold my tongue cause lets be real
.. I was getting into his car ..
and I'm an aspiring genius,
so I'm not stooooopid.

Never under estimate
getting excited over the little things that make your day
and your memories.


Still Aspiring