Congrats to My Bestest Friend/Favorite Person in the World/Play Cousin/Wish I had her Eyebrows otherwise known as Toi
She bought a house yall and she just moved in this weekend...I'm so excited for her, of course I'm supposed to be the interior designer but if you didn't know my best friend has control issues...so I just give my creative support from the background.

What else is new...Not a darn thing, no more phone calls from chicks I don't know and no more drama....hallelujah!

Uhmmmm, I need to get a radio put in my car, but geesh....i don't have time to go and get it, but I'm working on that one too...So bruva is going to hook a sista up in the whip, I'm tired of listening to cassette tapes and the freaking radio, I don't have any CD's but that's okay too, I'll just steal them from everybody else, and I'm very much okay with that! The 4th of July weekend is coming up, Who's partying and where for goodness sakes. I just got my loan status from Educaid...looks as if I'ma be a broke angry black woman for the next ten to fifteen years, pray for me, that's all that i can say...Okay...

So anybody wanna take me to freaking New York! You don't need to know why, just do it...dag on it!!! Holla atcha girl!

"Lately I, would cry for you..." - Jodeci

How to make a Lollipopkid Martini

Ingredients: 5 parts sexiness 5 parts intelligence 5 parts creativity

Method: Shake it don't stir, and pour into a martini glass. Add lovability to taste! Do not overindulge! You may come up a little short!

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Personality cocktail
From Go-Quiz.com

That darn Bre-nutz!!!

Tommy Mottola...lives on the road...
He lost his lady....two months ago...
Maybe he'll find her....maybe he won't...
The wonders of looovvveeee....

Always you'll be my friend...
Cher Chez La Femme...

Why is this song in my head? I don't know, but how about I had a really decent nite the other nite...even though I didn't get to bed til well, did I go to bed...??? I've just been so drained and so tired...No drama...Woooohhhh Hooooo!! I could jump up and down...that would be a little too much though..don't you think. Anyway, working out has become a wonderful routine, I'm starting to see changes in my body, "I'm dead sexy, Yeah!" Oh, 'scuse me I got caught off guard there for a minute...My bad....!!! Cher Chez La Femme...I listen to too much old music... To everyone that is in love with old school r&b like myself, or just r&b in general, guess what i was listening too last nite...freaking anita baker, playa (cheers to you), and tweet...Tweet's cd is really nice....how about going to cop it...you all know that i'm black and well i don't buy cd's, it's all about the bootleg...and I'm okay with that..you don't have to be.

Okay so that's enuf of that, i don't think that i have much else to say, i was up all nite working on a stupid stat project...why am i a procrastinator..why?

Quote of the Day: "Weeeeeee represent the Lollipop kidz, the lollipop kidz, the lollipop kidz...and in the name of the Lolllliiiippppoooopppp kidz....I whip your ass if you call me a munchskin"

-I'm a pony, I'm a pony! (did you know that it takes milliseconds for a man to become fully aroused, and 2 freakin' minutes for women)Who said we didn't invent foreplay...Hi-five on that one ladies.

I am sooo not a bitter person!

Thanks too my bruva the Black Stallion for his, on-point poetry. I appreciate it!
I just want you all to know, that I don't have bad taste...Everyone has someone that they care about a little too much...and that was my case...I think I have decent taste in men... so please don't try to hook me up with someone that you think is Oh-so-wonderful won't hurt you...I'm not looking...Thanks but no thanks... I can find a dude on my freaking own...I'm not a charity case, last time I checked I can hold my own...

And that's all I have to say about that....



Frankie Beverly and Maze....amazing...simply amazing...Good Friends Good Music, I had a wonderful time at the African-American Heritage Festival. It was absolutely empowering, and I really needed the feel good music to calm me, because the belly of the beast resurfaced again with a phone call to my cell phone. Check this...don't call me whining about shit I don't care about...okay....go talk to him, let him make you feel better aight....Stop...Think about it....and then Pro-fucking-ceed! Ughhh!!!


WHY ME!? That's all I want to know...? WHY ME....Why not someone else...shit!

Doo doo dododo...We're sorry the person you have just called, has been declared clinically insane, if you have reached this message in error...No you haven't reached this message in error...it's definately true...So try again...in about a week!

Holla atcha girl!

Woooo-mutha-fuckin-saahhhhhhhh!!

The belly of the beast has presented itself to me on my front porch yesterday evening after a full day of shoppping at Ikea!

Letter to You:

What the fuck! I'm too good for you! See the good thing is you can go pacify her and it will be all better, and she'll take you back...That's great cuz that's what you want. What's even better is I don't want you and I never did, And you've lost me, and that's what I want.

Why did I ever think that I should go below my own means, a princess talking to a peasant. You piece of lowly shit. Have a great life!

Oh by the way...."Whose your punk bitch now, nigga?"

Sincerely,
The kind of woman you will never ever have the pleasure of meeting in your ENTIRE life.

Go fuck yourself....Royally!

Okay back to the normal me.

Damn, at this point I don't have anything else to say...Ciao people

"And who are you?" - Me
"Im his girlfriend for 2 years!" - Her

"Two years, now that's pushing it" - Black Stallion
"You met him first, didn't you?" - Bugga foot

Awww Horse Pooo!!!

Read this, it's hilarious...short conversation with a guy...(not from Baltimore)

Me - "So what's wrong with Baltimore girls?"
Him - "Baltimore girls don't look clean, the light-skinned ones in and around the city, the ones from the county usually look better!"
Me - "Clean?"
Him - "Yeah, they look dirty"
Me - "So what are you saying exactly, I'm a light skinned girl from Baltimore"
Him - "Yeah, but you look like you're from PG"
Me - "I look clean"
Him - "Yeah"
Me - "?"
Him - "You don't look like a Baltimore girl"
Me - "?"
Him - "You not a dirty looking Baltimore girl"
Me - "Riiiiiigggggggghhhhhhhttt"

What in the world was this about? Do you all know that people from other places think Baltimore girls are dirty looking, or whatever that's suppose to mean. Why do people have personal gripes with Baltimore girls. I don't think any guy that's ever met me, has said "Those darn Baltimore girls" with disdain.

And here is my mission:

I am on a quest to visit some certain states so that everyone will get to know this sweet, caring, loving, wonderful, extremely intelligent, be-u-tiful, Baltimorean!
Who can I take with me, I can't go alone... Fellas, Ladies...Let's do it!

"I am a Fashion Goddess" - Me

Do your ears hang low
Do they wobble to and fro
Can you tie them in a knot
Can you tie them in a bow
Can you throw them over your shoulder
Like a Continental soldier
Do your ears hang low

Don't you just love songs like this that keep repeating itself in your brain long after, the song has been played or mentioned.

This is the song that does'nt end
Yes it goes on and on my friend
Some people started singing it and not knowing what it does
and You'll continue singing it forever just because
This is the song that does'nt end...

I've started something haven't I.

-Oh Well

You know what else is annoying...The music from the ice cream truck...Wow that can drive a sane person mad...

I had a conversation last night with my best friend about guys and the result was "no result". I still don't get them and they sure don't get us. I've come to the conclusion that at this age, we may be suffering from a quarter-life crisis, here are some symptoms:

Don't know what you want to do in life
Afraid of commitment
Been in school too long
Don't want any children, or you have children that you no longer want
You really don't like your friends
You'd rather be by yourself (I'm alone with no one here beside me, my fears are all far gone...But you gotta have...friends)
Your in a rut that you can't get out of
You hate your parents and love them at the same time
You want to move out but you can't cuz your a broke college student or in some entry level position (Can we say retail)
All the guys/girls you meet are whack
Your tired of being used for your money, body, looks, cooking, cleaning (Whatever your talent may be)
You daydream a lot...like 30% of the day
You are always in need of a vacation

If these things apply to you...GET HELP NOW!
No need to deprive yourself of a decent future...go call up a friend, ask them if they know of anyone who sells crack cocaine...the good stuff....and get fucked up! YEAH!!

(I'm kidding)

(Seriously, I'm kidding)

Ciao for now playmates....

Thursday, May 27, 2004

Okay so I went to Bohagers with the fellas. The foam was off the hook, we danced...Bugga is a pimp. I love my bruvas!!! People shouldn't drink... Mhmmmm....What's in a name? Hahhahahahah!!!! Getting wet, the sand....The damned sand that I can't get out of my sneakers...guess it's time for a new pair. Making an big A-hole out of myself...Huge...like gargantuan size A-hole...Wow!!


Saturday, May 29, 2004

H20....Ayyy Girl in the Pink...."I don't have on pink, it's fuschia!" Okay...we danced all night...like all night... "Excuse me, I just wanted to tell you that you are soooooo b-ea-u-tiful", "thank you" and you continue to dance...Brothers...here's a bit of advice...When you feel your manhood start to rise when your dancing with a girl...Move away...turn her around, dance face to face...I don't wanna feel your johnson on my bum....Thank you. Talmesha is a dancing machine....Excuse me can you take off your hat, i can't see your face....Mhmmm...maybe because I don't want you to, playa....Sorry Andrene for the broken toe, I feel your pain...just less of it! Seeing people you wish you didn't see...Why are YOU at the club...buddy! And the ashy foot Q, who wanted to take us on a boat cruise...maybe uhhhmmm sandals aren't for you. Lotion bruh...lotion...


Sunday, May 30, 2004

Republic Gardens....White Suit...long jacket...the short man...who likes big women...Yeah Toi!!! hahahah! The stalker....Sorry Carla!! and of course, the smell of barbecue chicken...gotta love it! And we got in for free...that's more than i can say for H20, never again...

And at the end of this wonderful week, I started classes on June the 1st, and what's my first class...Physical Fitness....I am not in shape...but I will be by July...Haterz, keep hatin...cuz the girl is on FIYA!