Let's get this straight. This is my hood verified card. Yupp I said it.
The "blond" girl, the funny, cool "it's whatever" chick you may see from time to time.
I may dress like this and may have come into an attitude that's becoming of what I want to do in life. But please believe I am not from a "privileged" background. Far from it.
I'm on loans and scholarships like everyone else in college and was contemplating community just for the sack of the $$$ honey... and though i didn't grow up behind a dumpster, that neighborhood everyone was scarred of was in my backyard, and yeah I've ducked for bullets before and seen some grimey business before my eyes.
So before you assume I can't run in these 5-inch pumps and I've never been through "it". Look into my eyes and see what I've seen. Walk through my neighborhood back in New York.
Go through the things a 11 year old latch key kid in new York went through.
And no I wasn't on welfare, living in section 8, but nowadays who's really that far from it??
Just know that if you're in that place where left overs are the regular and you can't have any company cause you dont have any heat or hot water, you can still make it somewhere in life. The unmotivated ones are the ones content in where they are and that was just NEVER me. Eating over at friends house cause you knew that was your last meal for the night and sales/clearance was the ONLY clothing you bought and rarely, no pets, no security systems and a car with a 1/4 tank of gas ALWAYS... say what?? BUS. And I'm not content yet, still moving on up with no one thing or venue to stop me,
Oh Yes, It's 2010 and this is
Nik_gold signing out
"Who gon' check me?"
