Tuesday, June 9, 2009

um fabolous ft the dream, throw it in the bag.. love the song, i think its adorable, but is it giving women the wrong impression??? it can be a little misleading if u think ure man is gonna let u jus 'throw it in da bag' especially when we n a recession... i guess that would be the life of a woman who is married to an entertainer or sports player???

Monday, June 8, 2009

5 yrs omg

soooooooooo 5 yrs ago this month i fell for a guy named Kern Fritz... and he was the sweetest young man (at the time lol)... time flies, i wonder what life has in store for us, if anything???

Thursday, June 4, 2009

im busy!

hate how niggas can ignore u and act like u bothering them and if u say something then ure tripping???? but let me ignore that ass and u blowing me up with multiple texts and phone calls all crazy.. real funny nig, taste of ur own medecine

i had the weirdest dream last nite. my family and i were in the bronx and we were driving this van my father used to own back in the 90s, i dunno why i was dreaming about this van but anyways i was driving it for some odd reason and i parked some where at a meter and the family scattered, everyone had different destinations.. so i get this fone call from my father saying everyone was done and that i could go get the van and pick them up from their various locations. so i go to the street i parked on and the van is missing. so im like shit wtf am i sposed to do, so with the type of father i have, u dare not tell him something like that so im like spazzin walking from block to block hoping maybe i parked it on a different street and i just got the streets mixed up. after walking about 15 blocks, yes 15 i see the van parked at a meter so im like yes! i get to the van and the wheels were missing. i open the door which was unlocked and the whole inside is wiped out, all the chairs, radio system, television, its just empty. im like freaking out like stupid bronx puerto ricans, wtf do i do? so i see this van come driving down the street that is the exact duplicate of the van and my father is driving it!!! so hes like what are u doing, i told u to come pick us up. at this point i am relieved like okay he has our van, im not goin to get in trouble... except i get in the van and there are all these prostitutes in there! so im lookn mad confused and my father is like dont worry im bout to make us some money! next thing i know my fone was ringing at 6:30 am....

wat the fuck....

Thursday, May 28, 2009

i had some stupid 24 hr bug on tuesday that made me feel like i was back in elementary school again. i couldnt figure out how the hell i got sick but when i woke up that morning, i had the worst cough, body felt like i had been in a fight with mike tyson, crazy headache, and i was sweating profusely even tho i felt cold as hell. so i figured it was nothing a lil shower cudnt take care of.. sike.. i get to work and feel like im on my death bed. bounce at 11am and head home, except flippin public transportation during the day in non peak hrs runs like every once n a blue moon, it took me a friggin hr and half to get home.. mind u it had been raining so im freezing, wet, get home, go straight to bed. i wake up 4 hrs later and im drenched. why do i feel so cold yet im sweating so much? so i go to walmart, pick up a thermometer and some nyquil, get n the car, sure enough, i had a fever of 101. wow... i never get sick, bc i drink my OJ every day... except i hadnt had OJ in about 7 days, i kno thats gotta be the reason! lol watever i rested the rest of the day, mustve drank about 1 gallon of various liquids, tea, ginger ale, orange juice, water, anything liquid u name it, i drank it. nyquil put me to bed real well. movin on to wednesday, i wake up (again cold but soaken wet) like i cant take a day bc i have no damn sick time accrued yet, only like a hot 3 hrs and im not tryna be unpaid.. check my temp, its 99.7 so im like great that means im better. except everytime i roll my eyes upwards, there is pain, possibly a sinus infection? who knows, SOMETHING IS ALWAYS WRONG WITH ME! take my ass to work and work thru that shit.. now today, i go back to the dermatologist to get the results from my biopsy to see what this ish is on my face, and of course its NOTHING. friggin hyperpigmentation due to post inflammatory... result of the hives as 2 other doctors told me but i wudnt listen lmao. he sed the spots cud take another 3 months to really fade and all he cud give me is a stronger bleaching cream. wat the fuck. all i cud think of is i have vacations comin up and i like to take pics and im tired of puttin make up on this shit bc u cud still see it.. arghhhhhhhh.... i guess it cud be worst, like im dying of some rare disease or something. so back to the pharmacy to pay an arm and a leg for another bleaching cream that insurance WONT COVER bc its considered 'cosmetic' HIGHWAY FUCKIN ROBBERY. i cant wait till i become rich lol

this weekend my boo yontia gets married, im so excited and very happy for her. i hope all goes well. sat is phi delta psi bbq that i might stop thru. my plans were to return to dc sat afta the bbq but suprise suprise!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! the philadelphia police has succeeded in recovering my laptop. finally after almost 4 months. i tell ya, persistence is really the key. when you harass someone so much, they will eventually give u wat u want. i mean ive been calln at least once a week speaking to whoever i could, sargeant, lieutenant, captain, anyone who wud listen. i guess someone got annoyed and was like please find this bitch's laptop so she can stop calln here lmao im so happy but i feel soooo weird about the situation. apparently it was sold to the guy they recovered it from meaning i prolly wont get the other items back since the original thief prolly has them or sold them too. the laptop had a tracker on it but the other items didnt. im still extremely greatful tho i wudve killed to get bak my external with all my pics on it!!!! i jus really hope its not someone i know. that would be very scary.

other than that, no new major updates.. went to ny this pass weekend for sis highschool graduation and dinner. it was nice. spent time wit fam and bf and bf's fam.. nice way to spend a long weekend. the next few weekends are going to be hectic... im tired of living out of my car and suitcase...one day i will settle down... one day...

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

men & their egos!

i was looking up 'how to hurt a man's ego' for reasons that must be discussed in another blog entry some other time when i have more time to really go into depth lol.. but people were sayin all types of things, tell him you never loved him, tell him his dick is small, tell him you faked orgasms, cheat on him, blah blah blah... but this excerpt by far, i thought was the perfect way to hurt a man's ego bc its OH SO TRUE!!!

"Forget the degrading words or the snide references to small body parts. Nothing hurts more than a person realizing he/she is absolutely insignificant to you when once upon a time you were actually after them.

With all your sense of politeness and maturity, act normal be yourself, be friendly (but don’t over do it) but give NO acknowledgment of any small possibility that he would make a difference in your life. You can play along with lines such as “I’m gonna give you a call, so we can hang out, ok?” with a wide, genuine smile… have him expect that you are just waiting for the honor of his presence… then do nothing of that sort. If you are face to face and at any point he responds to your openness (be it in a positive/negative way), instantly switch your attention to someone else or become suddenly too busy to talk, with a smile say “Hold that thought, I’ll be there in an instant”… then disappear.

It’s a game of mixed messages where you lead him to think you can’t live without him… and yet at the same time he blends in with the furniture. Eventually this leads the guy to finally make a move with the hopes of finding out once and for all if you are for real, and that’s when you do not answer the phone, do not see him… he just simply does not exist.

I have pulled this one on unbelievably arrogant men… some of them with an ego so rock-hard, it made diamonds look brittle. And sure enough, each one eventually broke down. One of them even called at 3:00amand poured his heart out… unfortunately it was too late for him.

Oh… just a note of advice: When you finally get that humble, apologetic call where he so sheepishly wants to know why you don’t give a damn about him and that he ‘misses you’.. don’t fall for it… remember: you just broke off his ego, but’ll grow back. "

CRAZY HUH? Im thinking about trying that shit

Monday, May 18, 2009

2 things,

1. no doubt got back together, so psyched. always loved them!
2. for times when youre down, heres a lil pick me upper 10 ways to be happier

life is crazy! its amazing the shit im jus realizing about life. i was convinced i knew everything there was to knw about life, but suprise suprise, i have a lot more to learn.. smh

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Mary J Blige - What Love Is

Hmm.
Beautiful, horrible, magical, terrible.
Reason to laugh and smile.
Reason to cry yourself to sleep at night.
Start a fight. Make up, break up, wrong or right.
Heaven for all this work can
equally be hell on earth.
(And no one really knows anything about it)
But everybody needs it.
We can't life without it.
And that's the way it goes.)
Darkest day, brightest night.
Just some other things you might hear if you ask what love feels like.

And it feels like joy, and it feels like pain.
And it feels like sunshine, feels like rain.
An excuse for dying, reason to live.
And if you don't know, that's what love is.
Love is.

Gentle kiss, sweet caress.
Kiss the base of your neck.
Argue until my head hurts, I can't remember what you said.
Out, screaming loud, don't know what were screaming bout.
So confused and yes its true, but if it wasn't there what would we do?

(And no one really knows anything about it)
But everybody needs it.
We can't life without it.
(And that's the way it goes.)
Darkest day, brightest night.
Just some other things you might hear if you ask what love feels like.

And it feels like joy, and it feels like pain.
And it feels like sunshine, feels like rain.
An excuse for dying, reason to live.
And if you don't know, that's what love is.
Love is.

That's love.
Anything that can bring you up or bring you down.
That's love.
Leave the sun up in your sky of the darkest clouds.
That's love. And we need it.
That's love. And we need it.
That's love.
Oh ask anybody how it feels

And it feels like joy, and it feels like pain.
And it feels like sunshine, feels like rain.
An excuse for dying, reason to live.
And if you don't know, that's what love is.
Love is.

And it feels like joy (joy), and it feels like pain (pain).
And it feels like sunshine, feels like rain.
An excuse for dying (oh), reason to live (oh).
And if you don't know, that's what love is.
Love is.

Monday, May 11, 2009

what in the heezy?

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Friday, May 1, 2009

sooo its friday. im happy, but the weekends are really a teaser bc its so short. dread head is not here talking my ear off so im so estatic that i dont know what to do with myself. life lately has been kind of... eh... lets just say im reevaluating a lot of things. but im happy where im at in life right now so i have no complaints. my sisters prom is 2nite.. wish i cud be there to see the fools off but im a lil far now and ill be home for graduation, so it was 1 or the other. thats 1 thing ima miss is the 2 hr drive to ny.. now its like friggin 5 almost with the traffic n bs on these roads.

ive gotten myself in some shitty situations lately and all i can say is Thank God and you reap what you sow... with that said, im trying to fall back from all the things i usually do, only for a little while tho, meaning drinking, going out, traveling, etc.. mainly for money saving purposes but also to clear my mind, get more rest, and exercise more. often when you go thru life so fast u will miss the important things and i want to be able to cherish every moment of my life, so i will call these 2-3 months, the cool down months.

eating healthy is a bitch, not only that but its expensive as hell. why all the bad foods gotta taste soo good and why all the good foods gotta taste like ass? there needs to be some healthy foods out there that i absolutely love and cud eat all the time.

i want to have a baby. or at least take care of one for a lil while. im sure this phase will pass and im not havin a damn kid anytime soon, but i guess i could dream of it. lmao

ok thats it, im sleepy

Monday, April 20, 2009

time flies

time flies when youre having fun.. or better yet BUSY. ive finally had time to breathe. the move was cool, stressful but cool. everything worked out and i was able to do what i had to do to get down here with all my stuff. a few little stupid obstacles, landlord decided to start renovatoins on my apartment before i fully moved out, was very pissed off about that bc there was some sawdust type shit allllll over my ish. so glad i am done wit that whole city. last job didnt pay me my last check and with the move i had spent a lot of money. plus u kno when u start a new job u dont get paid right away. so i was hardcore broke for like a good 3 weeks. finally got my check from pha and them mofos sent me like half. that was another struggle trying to get all that was due to me. then bc i had like no money, all my bills were behind, so my damn fone got cut off. & not only that, flippin citibank decided to lock my bank account this past week due to 'suspicious activity' so i must say it has been an interesting last 4 weeks but i think all the BS is finally coming to an end. im still awaiting 3 checks plus my new job check so i will be able to finally pay off everything and get my damn fone back on. i am having a serious mental breakdown since they cut it off. i am on my fone ALL day, texting, emailing, surfing, talking, everything. and its like a huge part of me has been missing. oh man, i want to cry lol.


this is what i want to do to PHA and my old landlord

the new job is nice. i like it, so far so good. i am happy to really just start over again from a fresh slate. however people from pha are continuously hunting me here. its scary. certain personality traits and things that annoy the hell out of me at pha are here tooo.. man, what are you trying to teach me God? Im pretty sure i got the patience thing down pat.. very sure. for the most part i know how to deal with people in the work place, all different types of people, i can hate you and still maintain some sort of professionalism with dealing with you. however, its like the constant bothering, STOP bothering me. if it aint about work, why do you have to talk sooo much lampchop? anyways i need to buy a sofa. i found a really cute one at jennifer convertibles but i need my flippin bank acct unlocked. my apartment is nice, i love it. its 1 bedroom and moving in from a studio was a hell of a change. it feels weird to walk from room to room now but i love it. neighborhood is great, i can finally breathe again without having to be so paranoid and watchin my back at all times.

so many other things to talk about, but ill save for another post so that nosy wont start asking me what i am typing!