19th

It’s been 2 hours now without a cigarette. I’m starting to feel…ill lol. I want one soooooooo bad! So here’s what I see happening over the next few hours:
I will definitely have chewed off all of my finger nails within the next hour.
In another two hours, I may have no hair left.
3 hours, things are gonna start getting scarey. I’m talking demon shit up in this bitch!
4 hours, I might want to kill myself, but I’ll try not to be selfish.
12 hours, I’ll probably be huddled up in the corner of my room crying and sucking my thumb like a baby, but hopefully no one will see that.
24 hours from now, I may need to be sent to 3-East. It’s a long shot, but definitely possible, that i’ll need mental help to prevent me from going absolutely fucking insane.
I’ll keep you posted…
Read the story before watching the video. If you don’t cry, you’re a heartless bitch!

TWO! That’s right, TWO hot black men mixing all night long!
Lavish Nightclub, London, Ontario is the official host of FEVER with DJ DEKO-ZE and DJ Kevin Evans (Ha-a-a-y!)… See the details here: http://www.facebook.com/photo_search.php?page=1&id=611192447&view=all#/event.php?eid=70452663650&ref=ts
I recently was listening to Channel 95.5, a Detroit radio station, and they featured a segment called “Second Date Update”.
This woman by the name of Crystal called in and explained to Mojo (the DJ) that she had just been on the most amazing date. It started off at the guys house, they chilled out, had a drink, and got to know each other. They headed off to dinner, then the movies, and finished the night off back at his place, where they shared a kiss, but no sex. The guy says he’ll call her, and never does. She called in to get Mojo’s opinion on why the guy didn’t call her back… little does she know, he’s on the other line, and he does have a very valid reason (or so we thought) for not calling her back.
The guy picks up the phone, explains that he’s at work, but he can talk for a few minutes. So they ask him, “What’s the deal? Crystal’s on the other line and she’s wondering why you didn’t call her. She thinks the date went pretty well and she thought you had fun too.”
His response is this… and I quote (speaking to Crystal): “Well, the truth is I was disgusted by you… I can’t believe I’m going to say this on the radio, it’s a bit embarrassing…” Mojo cuts him off, “What’s so disgusting about her…”
Again, I quote: “Well, she dropped a bomb in the bathroom…”
At this point, all three of the DJ’s are laughing, and Crystal is lost for words. There’s some jokes and what-not, then Crystal finally says “Well if that’s why you didn’t call me I wish you all the best trying to find a girl who doesn’t poop!” LMFAO
It’s true douche-twat!, everybody poops…