Because I said so

So why is it that when you are single you wanna be in a relationship and when you are in a relationship, you want to be single? Don't know? Ok well how about when you want someone but they don't want you till you're in a relationship with someone else? When you are single you see how good people in relationships look and you yearn to want a love like such. But when you are in a relationship with someone who might not be so perfect, that makes it so easy to want to be single again.  Now wanting someone who does not want you until they see you in a relationship is just greed. People hate to see other people happy so they hate internally until they can find a way to exude hate. Seeing you "boo-d" up makes them jealous even though they never wanted you to begin with, but now they want to turn the tables and make you think of them as they are now thinking of you. The nature of fools will always puzzle me, and I am saying that with the utmost respect to Cupid and his se...

I thought that people who killed over love were crazy, psychotic, sick. Today I learned that I work with people who proudly express the fact that they would kill their significant other and the person that they were cheating with, if they were ever to catch them cheating. Wow! It hurt me to hear such things. Men. Men who look good enough to get any woman, would kill people if they were hurt while loving one woman. Why would anyone think to kill another human being just because that person did not want to be with them any longer. It is sick and I am sad to have heard such things and I only hope that you beautiful people do not think or did not act like such. Love is just an emotion. An emotion that you can feel with anyone. That one person was obviously not the person for you so pick your self up and move on if you find out that person is cheating on you. Do not pick up a weapon because hurting another person will only hurt yourself in the long run because no one is perfect and everyone...

I know it's not right to worship material things so excuse me if I sound materialistic but things have so been going my way like all of my life. I am a college graduate, I have a brand spanking new car, I was born and raised in one of the most beautiful cities, I live in one of the hottest cities to date, I am beautiful, healthy, loved. I have a job, I live in a beautiful four bedroom house, I have a large yet close and caring family, great friends, an ear for music, an eye for beauty and a heart for loving. I think those things are a blessing. I went to church a couple of Sunday's ago with my father who was 40 minutes late. He had me standing in the lobby for 30 minutes in some brand new burgundy suede Nine West pumps that had no yet been broken into. SO my dogs were barking, my legs were tired and my patience had worn thin but Creflo did a great job of lifting my spirits. I learned a lot, mainly how to count your blessings, not your problems, pray till you can't pray any...

The line to vote was long but not as long as it could have been. I was trippin' out when the people in the line did not want to go all the way to the door to move the line because there was no where for them to sit. So instead of moving ahead in the hallway in the heat and not having a seat for about 3 minutes they would hold the line so they can go across the hallway from seat to seat keeping innocent voters outside in the cold. The line is not only about you people, how could you all be so rude? And to make it so bad it was two rude, lazy, trifling, inconsiderate black women doing it.  And speaking of rude, why is it that people are nice to people who are rude and rude to people who are nice? I remember my freshman year of college when my meany roommate and I were on an elevator and I asked everyone which floor they were going because I was closest to the buttons and no one answered me so my mean roommate started talking about how some people on the elevator stunk and she was b...

Viewers close your mouths and open your ears so you can hear the lovely voice in the background. Matter fact close your eyes too because the fewer senses being used enhances the one sense you choose to use. LISTEN to the following videos: Can we say wow boys and girls? Who woulda thunk it? Somebody used the "n word" at a KKK rally I mean a Republican rally. We can only take this as a stepping stool into the polls. I mean everybody is doing it (voting for Barack) so don't be left behind (i.e. no children left behind). Even twin toddlers are doing it. Don't believe me, watch this! "A Diddy blog a day will keep McCain away"

I ♥.... (pronounced I heart) being a meanie and still being loved for it. There are two particular men that are trying to talk to me. I do not care for either of them and I blatantly express my true feelings to them yet they still try to "shoot their shot." One guy texts me every single morning, afternoon and evening. He used to ask my roommate if I was okay because once I wouldn't respond to his texts or answer his calls, yet he still "shoots his shot."  Little does he know, I would never honestly consider associating myself with the likes of him because he used to talk to a white girl that my roommate used to work with. I first met him at at going away party for her (the white girl). He then tries to talk to me once the girl has relocated to a different state and then goes on to diss her like "Nall I didn't really talk to her. I would never really talk to a white girl." Well whoa there Nelly, don't try to erase this woman only days after I sa...

OMG I love love love Beyonce's new video. I can't concentration on any of the words because she is gettin' it in "Single Ladies." After watching this video an astronomical amount of times I myself wanted to dress up in an one shoulder asymetrical bathing suit and some strapy peep toes heels to sing and dance with my girl Bey.  Then after checking my list of banging blogs, I was surpirsed to see that no one was feeling the new video like I was feeling it, some were not even feeling it at all. I say to that, Beyonce, Shake a tail feather on them haters cause this is some way back in the day good old dancing with a little juke and grind. Again, I haven't been able to get out of my trance long enough to listen to the song but it's catchy and it's Bey so I'm sure I'll love it. So in the words of B. Scott: "Love Muffins get into this!" Enjoy!

"She gives me all her love but only half the time" - Donell Jones Which would you rather have? All a person's love half the time or half a person's love all the time? Listening to that old Donell Jones song had me thinking about people who would rather settle for less from one person than find a new someone who can complete them. But if you didn't have that option to find another, would you want to secretly share someone by accepting the fact that you're getting all their love but only half the time. Or would you openly share someone by accepting half their love all the time? I think it's a very valid question to ask with so many people creeping around, laying up and accepting open relationships. Who are we really hurting when we allow someone to be with us and whomever else they choose? Doesn't everyone deserve to be happy? You can't be too happy taking this route for much longer. We have to want more and demand more for ourselves. I whole heartil...

So who leaves home with a scratch off coupon and comes back with a Lexus? Who but my roommate!  Wizzy Wow, this girl is a trip! She already had a nice car, and this stank goes to a car dealership, hoping to win something because she never won anything, ends up winning a Walmart Gift Card only to forget to claim her prize because she was too busy trading in her year old Madza 6 for a black woodgrained ES 330 with tinted windows. Can somebody say BALLIN!?! Then she says, I can't wait to go to the club, hahaha. You gotta love the come up folks, my only question is, can I hold 5 cause you gotta come with it now. You can't half step another day of your life. Those shoes better be clean when you step out that thang! Shirt better be pressed and hair better be laid because now you "look like money, smell like money, talk like money even walk like money..." Look Like Money - Young Ralph

I love the story of my birth. I love it so much that I can't remember what is reality and what is fiction... it's that good. It takes a real good story teller (aka liar) to tell the story of my birth and no one does it better than " Triflin " (my father) but my Aunts have showered me with funny moments as well only for my Mother to crush all the lies with her front seat to the action, but here goes my recollection... if i am allowed to have one. It was a thunder-storming summer Tuesday, the 190 th day of the year (July 9 th ) and a pretty young thang was having crazy labor pains so she kept going back and forth to the hospital and after being kicked out of the hospital for getting slick at the lips with the nurse who said she was having false labor pains she returned home still with child. For the safety and confidentiality of this source, we are going to call her "Mommy".  After a tiresome trip she walks back up the stairs to the house to use the restroo...

I was so hot at work today boi. I mean hot in the worst way possible. One of my coworkers made me so mad that it totally ruined my entire day. He is definitely the type of person who preys on the strong and tries to break them down. Well today might have almost been my breaking point. First of all he's 30 years old. Which isn't old but because he's older than me he needs to play with kids his age. Secondly, he's 6 foot something with a big beer belly so he needs to pick on someone his size. And lastly he is a street dude, supposedly born and raised in the streets and isn't afraid to jump stupid so he is ideal match for a smart mouthed me from Chicago. Because even though I'm not a hood girl, I can show you how a hood girl acts... play wit it.  We have this new girl at work. She's dark skin and so is my new found enemy so he automatically teams up with the girl and tries to turn her against me and another co worker who is light skin, calling us daytime and th...

I always thought that anything South of Chicago, Illinois was country and now I'm here (south of Chicago, Illinois) and these people don't think they are country.  It's quite funny to listen to people talk then in the same breath say they're not country.  So I'm at work at my boss said... you clean around the feet aint cha? I was so confused until I looked down to where he was looking and figured out that he was saying they my shoes were nice.  They commonly call a pop a soda, which is correct of course but a lot of people call it a drink. Instead of thats whats up, they say thats the move. And of course everybody is shawty but a nice looking women is a piece and a not so nice looking woman is a rat.  I love learning new things so every time I meet someone new, which is very often in Atlanta, I pick up a few words from their slang dictionary.  Met a guy from Memphis... he said launching (pronounced lunchin) means shooting off at the mouth with some crazy talk. Met a...

So I have officially been in Georgia for one and a half weeks and I am honestly amazed. Things are much funnier and country-er here and I think it's going to take me a while to get used to everything. On my second day here my roommate took me downtown Atlanta to meet my Father because it was his birthday. While waiting to hear from him, she and I went to the Underground Mall. Inside of Underground was a resturaunt called Johnny Rockets, and inside of Johnny Rockets worked a country gentleman whose name escapes me at the moment... but so we were eating there for the first time so it takes a little while for us to figure out what we want so he reads over the menu with us to try and assist our choosing.  For the St. Louis Burger (which is what we ended up getting) he introduces it as the St. Lunatic burger. I said that I wanted an orange Fanta to go with that and he repeats "shawty you wanna urrang phone-tuh" only for me to say, No I want an orange Fanta. So then we go to a ...

Why do people blame the media for all the wrong doing in the world? I didn't know that the television raised your child, told them to have premarital sex, wear baggy clothes and where to buy the nearest pistol. I didn't know that. I didn't know that the radio taught them derogatory terminology, ghetto tendencies or how to pop lock it drop it. Man I did not know that. I didn't know the magazines made them dress like prostitutes to show all their goodies while giving instructions on how to insert weave and leave their snot nose children at their mother's house. Was it just me who thought that parents' raised children and the things that are portrayed in the media are just that... a portrayal: the act or process of depicting; a representation or description of what is going on in the world today. Media representatives are showing you what is being done, not showing you what is to do. And if one is highly influenced by the material being shown, that means that the...

Blog Family, I have made my move! I now reside in Georgia and I believe that this is where I wanna be. Anyplace different from where I used to be, is where I would have wanted to be. I thought that Georgia would be like Chicago but its not... and that's not a bad thing at all. I didn't know where I would be going, just three months ago, but I knew I wanted to be in a place surrounded by people that look just like me. I say that because, as some of you might know, I'm very "pro-black" and the sight of African American men and women excite me. I guess spending an entire summer in African American-less Green Bay Wisconsin didn't help much either. But don't get me wrong people, I enjoyed my time in Green Bay. I learned a lot of valuable lessons and I met a lot of wonderful people who have definitely impacted my life... but the lack of color really made me realize how much I love my people. I didn't know where I would be working, just three months ago and I...

First of all who says Soda? I grew up saying pop until I got older and realized that it was very remedial and made no sense, so when I am aware of my words I try to say soda.  My boyfriend was in the grocery store last night buying "soda" and ice-cream for a root-beer float (which is country might I add) and he just randomly said "Soda, isle 16" and it had me cracking up because it was the most random.    So if you haven't caught on yet, this entry will be about senseless topics and things that have been on my mind lately. Vibe with me... Do you remember when Crayola crayons came in a big 64 box with the sharpener in the back? Boy my sister and I used to be geeked until one of us broke a crayon in the sharpener and we could use it no longer.  Don't you hate when you ask someone to do something and they do something else? Never seeming to carry out the task at hand, i.e. never doing what you asked them to do. Well it's as if I surround myself with people ...

So my girlfriend Meagan hates when rappers win awards and the first "person" they thank is God. She equates them saying "Without God nothing is possible" to them saying "Thank God for girls licking me like a lollipop" or "Thank God for Bust-it-Babies" when I equate their saying more to "Without God I wouldn't be alive, I wouldn't be me and I wouldn't be winning this award." It's always funny how people interpret things differently but maybe Meagan is on to something. Can hard core rappers... or rappers in general for that matter because no rapper in the game right now is talking anything positive, but can rappers be true to thine selves AND be true to God? Yesterday I was "reunited" with one of my old rappers friends who didn't break my heart, because we weren't those kind of friends but he did hurt my feelings once upon a time and so I hadn't talked to him in about three years until last night. One...

So I celebrated my bday this past week and did a lot of exciting big girl stuff. Even though I have officially celebrated my big girl bday years ago, I am just not living the big girl life.  My girlfriends drove five hours to celebrate with me, we went to an outside concert and a July bday party on Thursday, drove two hours away on Friday to spend money at this new Casino is StL, cat napped at a hotel for four hours then went to the St. Louis Zoo Saturday afternoon, drove back two hours for a get together with my Phrat Brothers then had a big yummy breakfast Sunday morning before their departure Sunday evening.  It was so fun and adult-like that I'm putting this years bday celebration on my top three list. I have been having way too much fun with my life so I have been neglecting my blog and I honestly did not want to write about my daily going-ons so I opted to wait for an important event to discuss.  This was my first real experience at a Casino because the first time I went, I w...

Oh Blog World how I've missed you so... I have been deprived of my free loading as I used to steal other people's Internet because I have a wireless connection but now it seems as if I can freeload from the comfort of my own home no longer, which in turn means there will be entry updates once a week from now on :( Anyway how have you been? I miss you all.  There has definitely been a lot going on in my world and to that I say: things are always going good... until they go bad. So to sum up my two week hiatus I would like to snippet my experiences and I welcome your interpretation.  Why and how do you think Judge's make so much money?  Not because they are doing such a great justice to society putting the bad guys behind bars and not getting great pay from the ever appreciating  government. Instead they are getting paid to scare us into saying "yes your honor" and making us take days off of work to come to court in the middle of the work week to plead guilty to a ...

This   Today is triflin's day!  For all of you new comers, triflin ' is my name for my Father, whom I love even when I am forced to hate him.  I texted triflin ' asking for his address to send him a Father's Day Card and he texted back with his new address and orders not to give it to the police or child support.   Tisk Tisk  That   Anyway, I rented two movies that I have been wanting to see for a while and I was pleasantly refreshed. 27 Dresses was a typical, but good movie. I really enjoyed Kevin's cuteness, the blunt best friend and the sister's " Bridezilla " moment. But I'm a girly girl so sappy movies always get me.  Juno, on the other hand, I knew would be good because of all the awards and positive reviews but seeing it was such a different experience. The movie was not at all what I thought it would be. It was hilarious and there was no Black cast in sight, Juno killed that part and I didn't expect the movie to end like it did but I...

Wow to R. Kelly being cleared of all child pornography charges! Wow to the jury for having hard facts: evidence, witnesses and testimonies, yet still acquitting him of 14... not one two three four but 14 charges of child pornography. You know people say I'm a "chester" which is the old name for a molester, because my current boyfriend is two years younger than me, but Kells is 41! He has been on trial, in and out of court for five years from having sexual interactions with his 13-year-old god daughter (and hundreds of other people's teenage daughters.) Tisk tisk to the justice system and them squares on the jury bench because even Ray Charles could see that man was guilty. Come on... think back, way back to Aaliyah. Wasn't she just 15 when they got married? Had her singing "Age ain't nothing but a number" and what not. He was 26 then but still old habits die hard. This makes me think of my constant arguments with my 12-year-old sister who snaps me up...

I love going to the hair salon, I am always enlightened by my beautician and I always catch up on celebrity news and gossip with all her magazines. She tends to speak of when she was younger, thinner and cuter and how the boys in St. Louis would act and treat her because she lived in East St. Louis. In case you didn't know, as many do not, East St. Louis is in Illinois and across the bridge or water as they say, is St. Louis the city, and according to my beautician the two stayed in rivalry. She also recaps her college years, as we graduated from the same school, was interested in the same sorority and led pretty similar lives. She would tell me how the kids would dress for class, in suits and dresses, as if they were going to an interview. Fraternities always had business suits on and the only time they had on "perry" was at a party or in their down time. Oh how I wish that I could have grown up in a time where people actually cared about their appearance and men owned m...

I stole this quote from SHOEGAL, as I will steal a few more in the future, simply because it was so funny yet so true. You know how you see someone and you be like "yuck who would date him" or as my cousin would say "he look like his breath stank" but hopefully all of those assumptions or pre-judgments dissolve when you finally get to know the person. But how about when you have great expectations about someone and they totally spin your positivity and you feel stupid for ever giving them the benefit of the doubt? You would prefer to have NOT met them because your how you envisioned is so not how they turned out, so you just gotta be real and say "I will always cherish the initial misconceptions I had about you." Point in case, Black American Studies was my minor in college, anyone who knows me know that I love Black people, so when I see Black men in a Black American Studies class, or in any class for that matter, it makes my heart smile. This is until th...

Barack Obama, the junior United States Senator from Illinois, announced his candidacy for the presidency of the United States in Springfield, Illinois, on February 10, 2007. On June 3, 2008, Sen. Barack Obama became the first black candidate to claim a major party’s presidential nomination in U.S. history. That same week, a male friend of mine got into it with a white boy who called him "the n word", then my girlfriend told me that her guy has a cast on his arm because he broke his wrist on a white boy's face because he called him "the n word." What in "the h word" is going on? I mean have people really lost their minds? Obama's victory must have gotten a few people riled up and now Black men are under siege and I have a feeling things will only get worse from here. With every good thing there comes two bad things and as happy as I am for Obama's presidential nomination, I fear for his safety and the safety of people that look like him because ...

I ♥ my new hair. So I did it, I got a bun today! Yay me, I think it's a decent start but it's not that great so when I am more comfortable with it I can rock it a lot better but here is a dark picture of a side view. And its all mine... well except for the stuffing to make the bun of course but big ups to my hair for growing back. I ♥ Tylenol Cool tablets, especially this week because work has been very hectic and my temples have been POUNDING and I have been taking deep breaths and long eye rolls. Try Tylenol Cool tablets when you get a chance, they have a sweet taste and it leaves a cool trail as it goes down your throat. I ♥ Apple iChat. With my boyfriend being in Chicago and me not, I get to see his beautiful face and his stylish apparel on my computer screen, that is whenever his lazy butt feels like sitting in his computer room and talking to me. I definitely recommend it for long distance relationships that is if you are fortunate to have Macs like us, lol. Lastly I ♥ th...

Excuse my improper english but Kids is bad! I recently saw footage of a school brawl between a 10th grader and her 52 year old substitute teacher on the last day of school. The Police report says that the teacher started the altercation by kicking the student but the student had been pushing the teachers buttons all day by cursing her out and saying she would snatch off her wig. So the teacher took her own wig off and when the bell rang for dismissal, they began to fight. Of course all the other students immediately pull of their cell phone and began to tape the nonsense but many are laughing. Mind you that all of these students are bad because they are in some sort of detention class. But anyway, folks are getting on this teacher saying she was wrong but a teenager is grown these days so man to man the teacher should stand not adult to child... the student is bigger than the teacher anyway. I have had my run ins with teachers and I admit, my smart mouth got me into a lot of trouble bu...

After an elongated weekend with my boyfriend, family and girlfriends who I have grown to miss, I have came to the conclusion that there will soon be a time where my girls will no longer be my girls. I mean everyone knows the "boys come and go but girlfriends are forever" saying but the saying that trumps that one is "you are the company you keep."  I love my girls, don't get me wrong but when we all met in high school, we were one in the same. But now, eight years later, I am one of three actually doing something with their life, one of two to move out of Chicago and the only one to graduate college. It seems like the more we age, the more change.  Without saying their names, which I rarely refer to anymore anyway, I would like to introduce you to them: the youngest is "the beauty" for she is the cutest little thing, next is the darker of us all, "the booty" because even if you think she's cute, the first thing you see is her butt so her ...

I have this friend who broke his neck to get an expensive tickets to attend the Kanye West "Glow in the Dark" Concert last weekend. And as a result of such a wonderful concert, I rode four and a half hours with him only to get a scene by scene play list, a guest list of other entertainers who performed, a monologue of the two white boys sitting next to him and multiple references to this little book that Kanye wrote.  So if you are not getting my drift, the man is obsessed with Kanye! I mean he said he was a huge fan before but now he is his biggest fan and nothing else can grace his brain now that he has witnessed the best performance "in the world."  But even beyond my eye rolling and constant temptation to jump out the window I began to appreciate what my friend was saying about Kanye and as I was instructed to read the little book written by Kanye, I began to appreciate music and life as Kanye sees it and it is honestly a beautiful thing.  To be that in love wit...

Yesterday's words are a thing of the past. Kids today make up their own sayings or put a spin on old terminology to make it custom to today's scheme of things. What was "fresh" is now "raw."  Instead of saying "that's dope" we say "that's what's up." "Crack Heads" are now "Cluckers." And what was "played out" to them is "definitely not whats up" to us. So why is there one word that sticks around? One word that no matter what the circumstances, mean the same negative thing? When will we stop trying to turn something so bad into something good? When will we pay attention in history class to when people who don't look like us call us something that we now call ourselves? When will yesterday's word finally be old news and instead of calling me something that Nas thinks is so smart to throw around, you will call me something that kings call their wives or what the Gods called their wo...

How is your happiness defined? Happiness to me is seeing my baby brother with his nappy head and buck teeth, hearing his outrageous chuckle and his elongated stories about the bad little baybay kids at his school. Happiness to me is a peaceful day without arguing with my ex boyfriend about things that are now beyond my control... things that I would rather not be wasting my precious breath on. Happiness to me is making hard earned money and saving it in order have enough to move out of this state that holds me back from growing... Well how have I been able to maintain my happiness if none of these things have been happening? Simply on the basis that things could be so much worse than they are now! If you are having a bad day, week, month. Take a minute to think about just how worse things could be. What if you one of those people who are having a bad year? Lets be grateful people, because one man's trash is truly another man's treasure. So how is your happiness defined?

I imagine my future, as a grand one. One with no snot nose kids or ruthless neighbors. When I see myself, I am prancing down the street in a business skirt and some BAD pumps. And when I say BAD I mean BAD meaning good not BAD meaning bad. Sometimes I am on a cell phone and other times I am crossing the street and all I can see is a side profile of my black rimmed glasses and my hair in a bun. I envision being in a busy city, work related to journalism and pay being similar to now... livable . I never see rich and famous but definitely radiant and fabulous. I see me then, very similar to the way I see me now, except I am much more confident and humorously inches taller. (I gasp as I realize this) I am my mother! In my dreams I am my mother, a beautiful light skinned, (even though I am more on the caramel side) working women with long legs and a look of determination. Funny how I used to hate her, and now I wanna be her. This could've been a belated mother's day attribute but m...

Last week a fellow journalist died in a car accident. A lot of people at my job knew him as a kid from SIUC who died in that terrible accident the other day but I actually knew that kid, Ryan Rendleman. I went to school with him, I worked with him at the school newspaper and most times I talked about him on the phone with my girlfriend because that Rendleman was truly a trip.  His passing made me realize how quickly our lives can be taken away from us and how I really haven't done much to contribute to society, or to my obituary if I were to die today.  When I hear about someone my age or younger being pregnant, getting married or doing something that I would consider a grown up act, I gawk at how advanced they are, in a negative way, when I should really be getting just like them because life is so short!  I am in my early 20's, just graduated from college, have never lived out of Illinois, have never smoked, don't have any tattoos, interesting piercings or children.  This...

I need to get my power back. The lack of power that had me creeping out of the dorms, walking six blocks to my car at six o'clock in the morning. I have lost my power. Me! Of all people.  Earlier that day in fear of my power, or lack thereof, I reacted out of weakness, out of the unknown. Let me fill yall in to the whole story. My boyfriend's a business major, I'm a journalist. He asked for my help on a paper he had due the next day... (procrastinators), so I go and help him to the best of my ability without erasing everything he'd previously written and making the paper my own. Now it's time for him to go to work, and I stay behind to finish enhancing his paper. Some hour or so later, I get bored, take some pictures of myself and my new hair do with his computer camera. After looking at them later with a fresh eye, I no longer liked them, so I delete them and to make sure they were gone for good I went to the trash bin. Now I usually don't do this, but for some...

So I went to the Goodwill yesterday to buy a black belt because someone stole mine a couple of months ago and I came to a few conclusions about people and I have one question in response... what the health is going on? Why are there underwear, bathing suits and pacifiers for sale at a Goodwill? YUCK! I would never think to buy such a thing and I didn't think Black people would either but I was behind someone who was buying their child a used bathing suit and contemplating the purchase only because she thought the child already had one. "Are you sure can't fit the blue one no moe," the mother asked the child who responded with a nod, "cuz I could swear I just bought that one." There are just some things you don't do people, and buying a used anything that a persons personals have been on or in is one of them. Used draws would never grace my baby's bottom and a used "pasie" would never be sucked on by any child of mine. So really what the he...

As I said in my last post, last week was Alpha Week and since I am the Alpha girl of the Beta Eta chapter of Alpha Phi Alpha, I most definitely have a million pictures to share. I will start off with a few from Panorama which is a Casino night, where I was one of about 15 beautiful Dealers and end with a few snapshots of the after party. Enjoy!

This week I ♥ sleep One can never have too much sleep... or could I? Last week was Alpha Week and for those of you who do not know, I am THE ALPHA girl of the Beta Eta chapter of Alpha Phi Alpha and their slogan of "No Sleep During Alpha Week" could be no closer to the truth. I honestly raked in about 12 hours out of sleep during the whole week and I have yet to make up for lost zzzzzz. I ♥ Haters My mother dear was hating so hard because Wednesday our system shut down at work and we could do nothing but answer the phones and tell people that "our system was down, call back later" for three hours straight! Don't hate Mom, so I texted her that I was coloring in my coloring book to stay busy and she asked why I had a coloring book and said that she hoped I work double time the following day. Hahaha gotta love those haters! I ♥ miniature Baby Ruth's Yummy in my tummy but yikes on the pearly whites. I have found a new favorite chocolate... last month it was ree...

If checkbooks could talk, mine would lie. It would tell you that I love my mother and my landlord more than I love myself since I stay writing phat checks to them both and I haven't spent a dime on clothes, shoes or jewelry since January. It would tell the biggest lie in the amount of my last withdrawl as if I have that kind of money to be withdrawing. It would tell you that I'm in a love/hate relationship with BP because every Monday I faithfully spend $40 to fill up and that I haven't cheated on BP with anyone else since December. If your checkbook could talk, what would it say about you?

You know I always hated lying. Even when I was a young lad, I felt it necessary to show people the true me, i.e. fessing up to stuff that I got caught in and trying to tell you in the most respectable way possible that I was going to do what I wanted to do regardless of what you say. That attitude got me into a lot of trouble especially when it came to rules and boys. But there is one thing I learned while being honest at a young age... it is well respected by people of all ages. I mean I was young but I wasn't dumb! I definitely can not say the same about these kids today! My brother for instance, will lie the clothes off of his back! But he's not good at it so he always gets caught. And boy does he ALWAYS get caught... lol . It's like he would start a small lie that would be the size of a mothball and it would just tumble weed out of control and become the biggest lie unnecessarily . Why not just tell the truth in the first place? I mean look at it this way: if you tell ...

For the past two weeks I have most definitely been crushing hard on the Day 26 album. Well maybe not the real album but the make shift album I made from searching limewire. It's on point, check it out if you haven't copped the album. I ♥ these young men. They sound really nice and Diddy has done yet another good job with his Making the Band kids. I also have to admit that I ♥ not having any food in my refrigerator! I was so over weight this time last year so without junk to snack on I have been able to get myself together and have only been eating when and what I am supposed to... oatmeal for breakfast, a Michelena for lunch and a light dinner. I am ♥ing the sun and the ability for me to wear my contacts and oversized stunner shades but not necessarily the warmth because my allergies are killing me. I ♥ all the blessings that have been surrounding me... my girl Lisa got a job in her profession, my daddy got two new jobs, my piece of crap car has not stopped on me in a week, my ...

Isn't it funny how we can talk about drug dealers and hustlers like dogs, how they set the standard for wrong doings and should be looked down upon... well then you know you trifling when a drug dealer/hustler does something positive and you don't. I was being treated to breakfast the other day and the nice young man that I was with opened the door for me, gave me his drink, let me eat his pancakes and my french toast and even stopped cutting his food to let me cut my food (because he's a lefty and I'm a righty so we kept bumping into each other). But this trifling fool walked away from the counter to pay an $18 bill with a $20 and put the change in his pocket. I grabbed his arm thinking he forgot and said you didn't leave a tip. He said "what, man come on... I don't leave tips" and left me standing by the register with my chin on the floor as he walked out the door. Huh? You don't leave tips? Who are you? I tried to give him the benefit of the dou...

I will never go back. I will never return to the place where I already spent 20 years of my life. I will move on, move forward with my life in anticipation for the next 20 years. When I said this to all of my friends and family they looked at me like I was crazy, especially the ones who were from Chicago. "What!? You'll never find a better city than Chicago." "What about me?" my best friend asked. "What about your sisters and brothers?" another person asked. Trust me when I get enough money I will send for them. I mean really how can I experience the world only living in one state? Illinois journalists don't make that much money and all I would report is crime crime and more crime. My father resides in Georgia and I am so proud of him for exiting his comfort zone. I have thought about moving near him but trife just might mooch me out of house and home (love ya daddy). My aunt lives in Texas so I was thinking of moving there but Texas is so big that...

I am not only an American Beauty with brown hair and brown eyes  My identity lies somewhere between my grade school pom-poms, to the left of my favorite baby phat jeans and slightly below the chocolate in my eyes It's my lips that guides the crowd, a go getter on any occasion.  You know me? Do you really? When I don't even know myself Listen Can't you hear the insecurity in my unsure answers? Sniff this Do you smell the fear in my heart? Open wide Can you taste the real flavor thats hidden deep down and underneath? Maybe I'm not aerialm I'm not who you want me to be I'm not wearing the mask that you wanna see I am me!  By way of what comes out of these vibrant lips It's my chocolate words. 

Every man wants a nice looking woman who can keep herself well groomed and presentable all at a minimal price but who really gets those type of women? No not the well groomed ones, the minimal priced ones...? The two months out of my adult life that I did not have a job should have been the turning point of my high maintenance mind set but it was actually the time that really proved to me that I was a high maintenance chick. It's sad, I agree but I have to have a different hairstyle every week and my visit to the nail shop are bi-monthly but luxurious as I pick the brightest colors to grace my nails and toes.  My shoe game is sick as I own 62 pairs and my scarf and purse game is nothing to snicker at even though you will always catch me in the same two scarfs and a simple black purse. I will be truthful and say my style is a little odd so my pieces are not all on point but give me a few phat checks and I promise to be haute by summer.  So ketchup to my mustard pumps, matching overs...

People will just say any old thing to you... but only if you let them.  Can you believe when I was in job training a middle aged white man told me to tell my trainer to stop "slave running" because she had us working constantly because like I said in an older post, we had an unusually compacted training. Now of course I didn't tell her that being (1) I didn't think she was being too hard on us (2) It took me a while to figure out what he really meant and if he said it because i was one of the three black trainees And (3) the most important... it was unnecessarily racist and made me a little uncomfortable.  Well funny be it that he came in our training room shortly after just to ask the trainer if I told her what he said. Now I'm usually not one to immediately pull out my racist ruler but at the same time, I am very pro black and he may have just earned an inch or two and pissed me off. This wave of heat just took over me and made me very upset which made the trai...

Journalists quote! So here are a few of my most memorable movie quotes. They may not be the best quotes from the movie but I love them and they stick out to me. No country for old men Llewelyn Moss: If I don't come back, tell mother I love her. Carla Jean Moss: Your mother's dead, Llewelyn. Llewelyn Moss: Well then I'll tell her myself. *This is a MUST SEE film, the BEST of 2007, on my momma (as my father would say)* The Mask Mr. Dickey: "You're 40 minutes late, Ipkiss! Now that's the same as stealing!" American Beauty Lester Burnham: "It's okay. I wouldn't remember me either." Bad Boys Captain Howard: "What did I say? Did you hear what I said? I heard what I said 'cause I was standing there when I said it." I could do this all day people, I love movies. I should have been a film maker, lol. Now I would like to let you in on a family secret. Here are a few big and small screen favorites that I share with my sissy pooh. We ba...

Some people don't know when to let stuff go. Everyday I hear a comment, get invited somewhere or is asked about something that no longer pertains to me... the news, events and status of stuff that only a person attending or working at SIUC would know, and guess what people I no longer attend SIUC. I may be in the same city but I have officially become an outsider, which is fine with me but other people still want me to feel like an insider, be inside the scoop. Well I hate to burst bubbles but I graduated college not to continue to attend... like some weirdos. Although it's true I still live in a college town, I don't partake in college activities (unless it's Alpha) and the ONLY reason why I am still down here is because I have an apartment and I do not believe in graduating from college only to move back into become a lump on your mother's couch with a degree in junk food and video games.     My contact with SIUC is not done as in terminated, but done as in accomp...

I am a picture fanatic!  I think I should have been a photojournalist the way I keep a camera in tow. It has become a habit to take a picture of everything that I rarely have any pictures of myself and so I decided that on the first official Picture Day, I would throw together a heap of ME! And trust me out of the 1698 pictures in my iPhoto albums only 20 are just me... sad isn't it? So enjoy the few occasions that I am actually in front of the camera.

I always knew that I would be a journalist or a writer of some sort because my interest in words are beyond a mere crush. Shout out to my lyrical cousin Bonquesha bka Candice Nikole, for she is truly a concoction of vernaculars. I would like to share with you all some of my poems that I wrote while I was a teeny bopper. I went to three very different high schools so that means three different perspectives on growing up, life and "love"... and you gotta love teenage love so here we go ~> All that I can't say There are so many words I can't say when I look into your eyes Maybe you'll reject me  and shatter all my pride Each day my love grows stronger but I wont let you know There's way too much behind my smile  that I can never show I'd hold you for a lifetime if only you'd take my hand Leave trails of our relationship  in the pale and gritty sand Yet every time I see you you're on holding on to her The pain cuts like a dagger creating wounds that...