

Dear Nahla,
It’s May 7th, 2019 and right now I’m sitting in fifth hour typing this to you. As of right now I’m feeling out of place. I’m so close to graduating and I’m just trying to pull through. My grades aren’t as good as they could be but at this point, I’m just over it. I’m falling down the rabbit hole of senioritis. I only have two grades to bring up so it shouldn’t be that challenging. I’m on track to graduate of course but my grades are just lower than last semester. I know I’ll be good once school is over though. Mom and I are on the rocks again. She acts like she’s so disappointed in me because I’m choosing to go to Paul Mitchell (Cosmetology School). I can tell that she’s embarrassed of me because I’m not becoming a doctor like Aja..I’ll show her that I am capable of being successful though. I’m going to show everybody in the family that I will be great and that I’m capable of success. I’m scared of failing myself and of letting the people around me down. I have to understand that what I’m feeling right now is normal but that I’m on the path to success. I don’t have to go to a four year university to do well in life. I’m going to do what I was put on this earth to do. I’m going to live my life with no regrets. I will take NB ON THE SLAY globally and finish Paul Mitchell strong. This time next year I will be a Level 2 student and be a role model to those at Paul Mitchell. I know what I’m capable of. I refuse to let what Mom, nor the family thinks of me stop me. I am a bright, amazing young lady who is on the right track. The thing I’ll miss most about High School is this class. There will be no more mandatory blog post to write. These were so therapeutic for me. I’ll miss Mrs. Felix-Brown’s intriguing lectures and Ms.Spencer’s amazing spirit. I’ll miss them both as my teachers. They were the only two teachers I actually enjoyed and they changed what High School meant to me.
As of now I’m just trying to figure “Nahla” out. I want to be able to reach a point in my life where I am carefree. I can’t wait to be proud of who I am and stand with confidence. In five years I hope to be an amazing woman. I just want to be able to have pride in the life I live and be able to bless others. My question to myself in five years is, have you stopped caring what others think of you? Have you learned to stop people pleasing and start speaking up for yourself? Has PARTYNEXTDOOR came out of hiding? Is Lil Baby dead yet?
When you read this again, I hope you’ve turned all your dreams into reality. You deserve it after all the hard worked you’ve put in. I know that shop in Greenfield Plaza is probably booming. You have those glitter walls you’ve always wanted and all your booths are filled. Hell, at the rate you’re going you probably already expanded to the Eastside by now. Cheers to you and your success. I know you’ve worked so hard to be where you’re at now. I bet you and Antearo finally finished that house up by now. The both of you are so bright and can do amazing things! After all the two of you have been through, I know things have probably looked up for you two.
As of right now in the year 2019, I’m slowly just starting to figure it out. It’s still not figured out honestly but I’m being optimistic. I dream about the future everyday. How I will be able to wake up and finally be happy. To be able to live life without a care in the world. To finally be able to experience a family of my own and not yearn for that love anymore. You’ll only be 22 in five years but I have so many hopes for you. To have the child you’ve always imagined with Antearo and have your own little family. I hope you and mom are on better terms. She makes me feel so low about myself right now but maybe I’ll be so confident that her words won’t hurt anymore. I can’t wait to have the close friend I’ve always wanted. Who could come over and I could have sleepovers with. We could have double dates. Our kids could play together. Our husbands could be close friends. I can’t wait to be able to live life without my medicine and not struggle with anxiety anymore. My depression could leave me alone finally. In five years I want to have the heart of steel and pure as gold. I want to be the best in my career, the best mother, and the best wife. Some would say 22 is so young but I’ve experienced so much pain in my life. I’ve been through more than the average teenager. I’m turning all of the L’s I took in life into wins. This is only the beginning and I’m going to be successful. I will reach happiness.
I will stop doubting myself. I am capable of greatness. I will stop allowing negative people into my life. I will stop letting my peace be disturbed by toxic people. I will start becoming more confident in my looks. I will appreciate myself more and love myself a little longer. I will start promoting my brand with pride without carrying what others think. I will continue to work on myself and go to therapy. I will continue to work hard so that I’m five years I’ll feel a little more accomplished. I will continue to love Antearo as hard as I can. I will not count the days but, just make the days count.


CHILE!!! This gif represents how I feel towards anything pertaining to school. I’ve had senioritis since I was in middle school! School and I do not get along whatsoever. My body and brain are over it. I’m ready to be free! I can barely get up and go. It takes every single fiber in my body to get me out of my warm bed. I require to many pep talks and motivation to get through the day. Graduation me PLEASE.






Lil Baby- “Vision Clear” 









