The Dailies

This is a trial journal, because I don't know what in the heck I'm doing. This journal could be a good thing for me because there are things I want to say to people sometime, but not neccessarily to their faces so this can be an outlet for me.

Friday, September 30, 2005

Every Thang Is Every Thang......

I hear Michael Baisden say that all of the time and I finally feel him on it today. I finally gave ole boy the axe. I've been playing the cowardly lioness role for the past month, but it's a done deal.

Have you ever been at aplace in your life where things just seem to be falling into place. You they say if you have patience good things will come. Well, lets just say I've been trying to live by this rule and it seems like things are coming along good. Not to say that my struggling is done but life is full of no drama (as of today).

Referencing Dramaqueens blog I was a yes woman when it came to men, as far as MBD and my now ex-boyfriend. I'm tired to settling with these jokers and so i'm saying F them...

Every Thang Is Every Thang...

Being the nicest BM out of five I settled in finances, but when I put my foot down a year ago, the $h!t got taken care of. He (MBD) tried his damndest to take advantage of my love for him, but he doesn't have that control any more and with this new bid(ex-boyfriend) just as quick as he flew in the jet is flying back out just that fast. I feel so light on my feet now that this relationship BS and the Child Support BS is over.

Every Thang Is Every Thang...

Thursday, September 29, 2005

It's funny, as I was reading my friends blog today I thought about how MBD glorifies Young Geezy's CD. Praising this man who obviously ani't get enough love from his momma and/or aunties that he doesn't seem to respect woman that much. I haven't heard his CD, but MBD specifically said I need to listen to track 16. Proceeding to tell me I need a thug in my life and that I would relate to the song. Well, maybe I missed something in my life, cause I didn't grow up in the ghetto, I haven't hustled on the GRIND to get my DOE, and I don't talk about F@$^ing broads. Heheheh :)

And even though MBD does not always make smart personal choices. He is book smart though so what is it about men wanting to be thugs or even wanting to associate with the lifestyle as if it is a positive thing. Don't get me wrong I don't want a man that is a punk(meaning, he doesn't have a back bone, let people talk to him any kind of way, and also be willing to stand up for his woman.) On the flip side I don't wan t him smacking me up, or IGNORING me as Geezy says on the Shake It Off remix for Mariah Carey's song he's on with Jay-Z. Also to include on his attempt to not respect women or to glorify his thugness he has a song where he talks about hitting(sexually) a woman and sending her ass back to her real man so that he can eat the pu-tang. Cause Young Geezy don't do that.

Oh pleeze I am about tired of him. What is happening to these men that they feel they would rather profit off of degrating women, instead of getting middle class profit for empowering our youth to keep on fighting for our rights so that after we are gone us as black people can still have a race on this continent.

All this talk about these rappers and what they do to sell records also has me thinking about why is it that they feel they need to go from one extreme to another. For example going from hustlin on the block and living in the 9th ward of New Orleans to living out in Beverly Hills. Why is it that our poorest people don't recognize that money can't bring you happiness. It can take some stress off of things, but it won't make you complete.

How about working your way to money, so that we appreciate the riches of the success. Too many of these artist, and atheletes(sp) get too much at one time and they mentally are not reading for all of the responsibility. I could go on for days about how we continue to trap ourselves but i'll stop while i'm ahead.

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Man I got the beegee's so bad today. Maybe it's me but it seems like everyday after lunch time I get all backed up and bubbly. And for those who finds this utterly disgusting i'm sorry, but I think I have a gastric problem.

Is it just me?

I sit at my desk and I am hoping no one can hear me let out my little air bubbles, or for that much see me slightly lift so I can get that air from under me. HAHAHAHAHA

No seriously though...when Oprah said not to eat anything white including pasta I should listen because I do think that pasta is the source of my BG's. But OOH how I love my pasta this is something I am not excited about giving up. I will have to start eating brown noodles and i've tried that...it's nasty. But then again maybe it will help me loose weight.

Sometimes I think that the reason why I have this gut is because I have all of this air just sittin parlaying up in my stomach.

If only I could just pop this balloon and let it all out.
Today is a new day, don't be having no attitude, don't let your boss control your mood, be kind to those who frown upon you, killing them with kindness.

I set out to work on my new personality. For some reason I wake up angry at every one and everything in my path. Still mad from the day before at work. Most of the people here are some of the coolest and funniest people, but then again they are men an I don't have to deal with too much female attitude. However when it rains it pours. My boss has enough attitude to last you a damn year. It is spawned out of jealousy, because she is in her mid 50's lonely, her only daughter doesn't come home because she don't wanto deal with her and she takes it out on the staff. We have tried to come up with some plan to hook her up with one of our uncles, but decided they would all come back and kick our ass if we put them any where with her. Sometimes I think she might be the devil him/herself. She kills everything she comes near or touches.

SOOO...today i'll start anew hoping that my new attitude may change some elses. Anything to keep the grymreper(sp) away from me and off my behind.

Every one else have a GREEEAT DAY!

Friday, September 23, 2005

It is finally friday and I couldn't be happier. It is the closing of week three attending Wayne State University. I don't know what I have gotten myself into, but i'm beginning to feel a little overwelmed. Friday is no class HOORAY so today i'm good.

This new B!@$h on the path of destruction( Rita) is causing may heme and grief for those people living on the gulf. I really believe that all of these weather changes starting with the tsunami is going to be very critical as the years go on. I just think we as human beings need to get on the ball and start changing things around such as our values.

Maybe it's me but I find it kind of strange that they hit the gulf states Alabama, Mississippi, and Louisiana, especially flooding that state where the oil riggs and gas is being pump for and Mississippi where they built all of the Casino's(gambling) I think he's(GOD) trying to tell us something. Because now this storm is heading to one of the biggest refineries in our county right there in the HEART OF TEXAS.

On a lighter note it's FRIDAY....HEY! And I am chillin at work today. So have a good weekend all and I'll holla when I get time next week.

Love, Peace, & Hair grease

Thursday, September 15, 2005

MEME!

TEN YRS AGO

Ten years ago I was a freshman in High School, not really looking forward to going to the school that was chosen for me. I dated a few guys because I was definitly boy crazy at that time. As a result of this, by the end of the school year I had lost my Virginity. You know the story I was a freshman, he was a Senior/Basketball Star of the school. And at the time I felt like I had to share my gift in order to continue attention from him.

FIVE YRS AGO

I was eight months pregnant with my beautiful baby girl and had a support team out of this world. I felt truely blessed at this time in my life. I recieved abundant support and help from my family and friends through this new journey I was about to embark on.

ONE YEAR AGO

I moved to a suburb in the metro Detroit area, started a new life, met new people, got introduced to my long lost half aunt whom I have never met, and began a new JOB (I use that term loosely) with a fortune 500 company.

FIVE SNACK I LIKE...

Reese's cup
Slim Jim's
chocolate turtles
teddy grahm's
sour pickles

FIVE SONGS I KNOW...

You Use To Love Me-Faith Evans
Dear Mama-2Pac
Whole album of Alicia Keys
Lover's and Friends-Lil' Jon, Usher, Ludacris
Gone-Monica

WHAT I WOULD DO WITH $100 MIL...

Make sure my immediate family is taken care of (debts paid, ect..) they have capital.
Buy several low income houses and flip them buy upgrading appliances, ect....
Definitly put away at least $20 Million for my Poo Poo.
Hook close friends up, maybe all expense paid vacation for three months traveling the world.
Adopt poverty stricken families and put them onthe right path, gettnig the the assistance they need for careers, education for children, and to make sure their livig conditions are up to Par.

FIVE PLACES TO RUNAWAY...

I do onot have a special place or any special places. (I'm a Gypsy)

FIVE THINGS I WOULD NEVER WEAR...

Real Fur (that wearing an actual animal freaks me out)
Original cowboy boots (you know with that funny lookin heal)
Cornrows (like Cleo in set it off) NOT IN PUBLIC
Fake gold Jewelry
Daisy Dukes (that was before I became a mother)

FIVE FAVORITE TV SHOWS...

Girlfriends
Soul Food
Lost
Medium
Dead Zone

FIVE BIGGEST JOYS

JP
Food
Family (they are crazy!)
Professional Massages (all over the body)
Having someone just as in love with you if not more than you are with them (never had but i'm sure it would be a joy)
Life (being able to express and experience different emotions)

FIVE FAVORITE TOYS

Video Camera (touch screen)
Cell Phone
TV
OH HELL! I really don't have toys

5 PEOPLE TO PASS THIS ON TO...

None!

I've been tagged...and responded in 24hrs...I'm good!

Wednesday, August 24, 2005

Why do big corporations always step on the damn little people?

When you work for a fortune 500 company corporate always find a way to make the little people(not corporate) feel little. Making you work over time with no over time pay,and telling you it's mandatory to come to work on a saturday when the business only runs monday thru friday. Man, what kind of shit is that?

I am so tired of working for "THE MAN."

If it wasn't for the people I work with I would go crazy. They are the only ones that have me up in here weak laughing.

Thank goodness i'm off tomorrow, because my boss comes back to work and I don't want to be here when she gets to nuttin up(detroit slang). I will be taking my baby to kindergarten for her first day, and chillin the rest of the day after that. Oh and beleive me I am looking for that relaxation time.

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Alright, so despite my feelings about ole boy I went to see him thursday night. Thank goodness Big Red was in town because I don't want any sexual contact with him at this point. Of course when he ask me if my guest was here and I said, "yes" his dumb ass asked me was I sure like I was lying.

I mean really give me a break even if I was lying which I wasn't he is not going to want to find out.

What is wrong with these guys today?

I was listening to some great talk radio yesturday, the guys name is Micheal Baisdon. He has the most contriversal and intriging conversations dealing with grown folks. Hince the name of the show is call Grown folks radio. I thinks his show is out of NY, but for my Cincinnatians he just got a spot on the BUZZ so check him out. But any way yesturday his topic dealt with relationships and consistency. How men and women need to keep up some kind of consistency in the relationship whether it be how often you have sex or how often you go out to dinner. That if the level of consistency does not last up to six months there could be a sign of what's to come in the future.

I got to thinking of how myself as well as my friend have lacked in being consistent. We used to go out every Weds. or Thurs., in the beginning the sex was alright(it has never been the greatest) but even he has slacked off on that, and the "you're so beautiful" comments I use to get throughtout the day have stopped. Now I personally believed that I have slacked off due to his inconsistency but then again you know how that is(seeing it from your side of the mirror).

So what is the deal? Is being inconsistent a sign of which direction your relationship will go being good or bad?

Maybe you have something new that has come into your life that is taking up your attention and time.