The Big 2-0

Everyone thinks turning 20 is so insignificant because you can't legally drink in this country til you are 21 but it is really more of a milestone. Sunday, September 6th at 10:37 a.m., it will mark 20 years of life. It has been quite a ride thus far, my life the last twenty years has been one dirty, filthy, fantastic and emotional journey and I could die today and know that I have lived. Life is funny like that.
I just want to thank all the people that had an effect and the most important person that has rode with me literally since day one, my mother. There were times I hated, adored, plotted her demise, wished I could be just like her and look at her in amazement. She is the only reason that I am alive. Period.

SO sunday is the beginning of the next 20 years of life....only difference is this time I am an adult and my life will be solely what I make it.

I just hope I don't fuck up...

...well at least not too bad.

Hell at this point, I have been arrested, switched school and careers twice, got high, partied, in debt, live in Brooklyn, and survived the streets of Chicago (all areas might I add)...not too much I can do that will be new.


So museltof, it's a celebration bitches!


BTW: To the young man that broke my Sidekick LX....I'm on that Blackberry steez now. I'm grown. I'm off that. :-) Muah!


Signing off,

Dallesia Jasmine Verges Payton....That's Barbie to you.