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Sleepless in Atlanta

I'm having Ruffles Cheddar and Sour Cream chips, and a SunDrop for breakfast. My head is POUNDING, I'm cold, and my energy level is beyond low. I have to be at work at 730 each morning, and I didn't get up until 7, so you know I look like Stranger Danger today.  If you are my friend on FaceBook, then you know my apartment complex had a fire. It didn't affect my apartment or my boyfriends sister, but we could see it. We went out and gave milk to children and to comfort whomever we could. To sit there and watch someone whole life basically burn down, was very surreal. People are crying, children are walking around with one shoe on, and this fire continue to burn for over 3 hours. We had just got back from Alabama around midnight, and I was back up at 330 with this fire. So sleep was far in between what I had going on. Standing out there watching those flames, just took me to another place where all I could do/say was thank you God. This fire could've been in my apartment. It made me realize a lot of shit I worry about, doesn't mean a damn thing. These people were watching everything they worked for burn to nothing, and all they have is their faith. I watched as a second story bedroom burned on the ground. SMH. It was CRAZY!

Anywho's .... this week I think I will just be posting personal post. I have a few emails I haven't even gotten to and honestly, I am low on sleep, which means I am high on rudeness. So if you are reading this and you wrote me, I will have your letter up next week. With that being said, I would like to personally say to my apartment complex ... FUCK YOU!  I have never in my LIFE seen so many rude ass people in my life! Like you guys do understand, you work here, you don't own this right? Not only did you show up 3 hours after the fire started, you didn't have anything to offer these children/families to at least comfort them. Our community came together to help, while all you'll could say was " oh glad everyone's alright " and "oh they can't cut the water off ". HEFFA MY HOUSE IS GONE! I don't give a shat about no water! You guys are OVERSTAFFED in the damn leasing office and UNDERSTAFFED with maintenance. I almost kill myself everyday slipping on pollen, that you guys used to wash off the steps. SMH. Ah G is not trying to go out like that. Pollen will not be the death of me. You all out here with your hair curled and makeup on, while these people are JUMPING out of windows to get to safety. Lawd, get me to June!

I'm tired, this post is everywhere, I'm not spell checking so you'll can have that shat. I am about to put my feet up on my recycle can and listen to BondyBlue,4itsRox,JustinJ1232,AshleyMiller1987, and The Skorpion Show until it's time to go home. 

xoxoxoxo
NeNe's 27 piece, from Season 1

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