i’m laying in bed & kevin hart’s new netflix special is playing in the background. i’m forcing myself to write because it’s been a while and i’m feeling a tad anxious excited. tomorrow, my friends are swooping in & saving my life by recording my vertical content for me. 3 new songs by amindi are out on 12/17 and i am shooting cute little social media videos for all 3 tomorrow. to ward off anxiety, i busy myself. i downed a yerba around 11 am, meticulously picked out the outfits i’m gonna wear for each song, then did a craft (which doubles as set design because it’s wall art now and one of the videos will be shot in my room.) when i did my big craft store haul a couple weeks ago, i picked up this 3-piece wooden photo frame. today, i went through all of my developed photos (that i brought with me to ny) and picked a few to collage together, then i freakkked the wooden frames and finally, i put them all together. it was awesome. it really scratched my creation itch because although i did go to kurt & gabe’s yesterday, we ended up just yapping and hanging and i didn’t make a song. sometimes it’s like that. anyways, when i was going through my photo collection, i found this photo sheet of me when i was a teeny tiny baby hanging out with my mom and dad and my older brother, malik. i wish i had the actual photos. i was told that the only way to get them would be to scan the photo sheet, zoom in on each one individually, and crop. the quality would be soooo bad though :( i ate, for the first time today, at 8 pm. i ordered a pizza. bbq sauce base, pineapple, mushrooms, anchovies. am i pregnant? lol noooo. that’s a joke. but i have been thinking about it. i’ve also been trying to figure out what song i should send this boy to disrupt his peace and remind him of me, but none have come to my mind so i’m leaving it alone…

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