Sunday, July 18, 2010
Lyfe Jennings "Statistics" (Official Music Video)
this song is hot!! if u know QT Starr check her out in the video.
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
This is the first page of a book im working on... minus the edits. Let me know what you think and if you would keep reading from here! ;)
Lori
"She is everything I want, but I couldn’t be more scared Lor." I’m listening to him talk but all I’m thinking is, "whoa this cant be Malcolm talking!" Malcolm is the best friend I have and I never heard this man express any emotion for females. It was always the same thing with him. He met them, he fucked them, and he left them. They never seemed to be so much as a memory in his head once he dropped them. Unfortunately, I didn’t have the luxury of ridding his "Nightcaps" as he called them. Malcolm and I would go out at least three times out the week. We scheduled lunch dates, club hopped, caught movies, if you name it we did it. If we hadn’t it was surely on our list of things to do. On each of our outings, Malcolm never failed to get women attention while he in exchange eventually got their panties. Ha! I can hear him now, "Lor, look at that Nightcap right there, girl so fuckin fine she could be the one Lor!" Thats his line. They all are so fine that they could be the one. They never are, and really, he never wants them to be. He was targeting them for one thing, ASS and when he got it, he fell off their hopefully planets. That is the part about my best friend that drove me crazy! He would meet these women in my presence, force me to become familiar with them, if they were a challenge, and then he would screw them! That is when they all would start calling and texting my phone trying to see where they went wrong or if his no good ass was even alive. I used to call myself helping him out. Lying to them saying he had been busy and he and I had not had time to kick it, but that got real old when the tricksters kept following up. I even had to change my number once because one of those crazies was stalking me to get to him! After dealing with that, I have a new M.O. If one of his chicks call my phone I ask them one question and give them two pieces of advice, question: "Did you fuck him?” Advice: “Be careful who you spread your legs for and do yourself a favor and try to forget he exist." There has been a few that I allowed to cry in my ear and vent but those were the ones I liked and thought were good for him. They were usually around for a while because they weren’t so quick to open their legs. It was exactly five of them. Renee, Sonyette, Nia, Michelle, and Torrance. Torrance had to grow on me because she had a kid. Not to discriminate against women with kids but Torrance would always incorporate the kid in her and Malcolm's dates, meaning when he dropped her two hearts would be broken and not one. That was something that I never wanted to witness happen again, the heart break of mother and child.
"She is everything I want, but I couldn’t be more scared Lor." I’m listening to him talk but all I’m thinking is, "whoa this cant be Malcolm talking!" Malcolm is the best friend I have and I never heard this man express any emotion for females. It was always the same thing with him. He met them, he fucked them, and he left them. They never seemed to be so much as a memory in his head once he dropped them. Unfortunately, I didn’t have the luxury of ridding his "Nightcaps" as he called them. Malcolm and I would go out at least three times out the week. We scheduled lunch dates, club hopped, caught movies, if you name it we did it. If we hadn’t it was surely on our list of things to do. On each of our outings, Malcolm never failed to get women attention while he in exchange eventually got their panties. Ha! I can hear him now, "Lor, look at that Nightcap right there, girl so fuckin fine she could be the one Lor!" Thats his line. They all are so fine that they could be the one. They never are, and really, he never wants them to be. He was targeting them for one thing, ASS and when he got it, he fell off their hopefully planets. That is the part about my best friend that drove me crazy! He would meet these women in my presence, force me to become familiar with them, if they were a challenge, and then he would screw them! That is when they all would start calling and texting my phone trying to see where they went wrong or if his no good ass was even alive. I used to call myself helping him out. Lying to them saying he had been busy and he and I had not had time to kick it, but that got real old when the tricksters kept following up. I even had to change my number once because one of those crazies was stalking me to get to him! After dealing with that, I have a new M.O. If one of his chicks call my phone I ask them one question and give them two pieces of advice, question: "Did you fuck him?” Advice: “Be careful who you spread your legs for and do yourself a favor and try to forget he exist." There has been a few that I allowed to cry in my ear and vent but those were the ones I liked and thought were good for him. They were usually around for a while because they weren’t so quick to open their legs. It was exactly five of them. Renee, Sonyette, Nia, Michelle, and Torrance. Torrance had to grow on me because she had a kid. Not to discriminate against women with kids but Torrance would always incorporate the kid in her and Malcolm's dates, meaning when he dropped her two hearts would be broken and not one. That was something that I never wanted to witness happen again, the heart break of mother and child.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Travis McCoy Ft.Bruno Mars-Billionaire Lyrics
I like this song so fricking much! check it out maybe you will 2!
Ready? Set! GO!!!!
Somehow someway we have got ourselves caught up in hate! We have managed to measure personal success by how many people envy us. Ever thought about it like that? Hmph well I have. I mean think about it. It is concluded that if we “have it going on”with everything from cars, cloths, jewelry, looks, smarts, money, good looking significant other, and any other perishable item/person… then the only thing missing or the only thing that can sweeten the deal is “HATERS.” I constantly hear people obsess over others feeling negatively about them: “#shoutout to my haters I do what I do just for yall” “My haters make me better” “hate me because I’m beautiful” “I gotta figure out how to get another hater by tomorrow.” “BLAH BLAH BLAH” Are we serious?! Are we really walking around feeling good about ourselves because we know that somewhere somebody is wishing we fall on our face!? I mean really, it may seem like a trivial issue on surface but I think that if we take another look, deeper than the surface, we will realize that this notion of “haters” has created a more serious problem than we normally consider.
What I mean by this is that we as a society have made it more acceptable/easy to hate than to love!When was the last time someone that you didn’t really know walk up to you and say I absolutely love how you dress, carry yourself, or simply love this or that about you? If you can’t remember the sad part is that 9 times out of 10 you don’t even EXPECT people to walk up and say nice things to u and because you don’t expect to receive it, you probably don’t go out your way to give it.
Now I want you to think about the last time you caught someone staring at you enviously or actually heard someone say they don’t like you for reasons pulled so far from up their butt they cant help but stink. When was that? It probably was more recent than the previous positive encounter mentioned. The sad part is we EXPECT people to stand off and envy us from a distance and if we catch wind of them bad mouthing us it is not as unexpected as it would be if they were to randomly say something positive.
Because the idea of having people that envy us, “HATERS” has been made cool we wake up in the morning, thank our God, and walk out our door on our A game(swag turned up) ready to make every eye that lands on us envy or lust devilishly. How hypocritical of us! So quick to label people as “HATER” knowing full well it was our mission to evoke that response from them. The cycle is continuous. The cycle is dangerous!
It has become ideal that we have someone somewhere who feels inferior to us. I guess it never occurs that the smallest amount of jealousy/hate in a person’s heart for whatever reason could lead to that person seeking to devalue you…that can be violent…that can be fatal. I ask for you not to take it as far fetched—“haters” kill everyday!
I don’t know what can be done but I imagine that a solution to our widespread phenomenon of hate would be for us each to humble ourselves. Do things to make you happy not to piss other people off. Stop being afraid to give credit where it is do…to walk up to a complete stranger and offer a nice gesture. Realize that not everything/person is a competition. Give love, welcome love, speak love, and hopefully we can find ourselves in a different continuum. As always not everyone will like you, but I’ll share with you some words I live by… “KILL EM WIT KINDNESS!”
Something has to be done and it has to be done by someone. Why not you? Please choose to love today!
-As always your feedback is welcomed and thanks for reading
Monday, June 14, 2010
Hair To Cry For
It never fails. I get a little extra time on my hands and so I decide to use it to think. A mind is a terrible thing to waste, but sometimes thinking is the LAST thing I should do lol! About a week ago I thought, “hmph, I suppose its time for a new look.” That one thought led to the next thought, “hmm what should I do?” At that moment somebody should have interrupted my thought process with a coffee run or something at work lol! Needless to say, that didn’t happen, the idle time continued, and the thoughts developed with even more detail. “Blonde, I’ll go Blonde!!” WTF?!?!? The fact that this even crossed my mind says one thing I- should –be- blonde lol (had to throw one blonde joke in there.)
To cut to the chase my final thought that led to my ultimate decision was, “play it safe, get heavy blonde streaks.” Well I guess my beautician (who I love and would recommend to anybody) and I got our wires twisted on the definition of “heavy” lol.
When my new look was revealed to me my facial expression and my speechlessness, which never happens, told that I was cursing my self out for ever THINKING that it was a good idea.
For whatever reason I cried and cried and cried a little bit more lol. The tears garnered much attention. The fact that I was actually crying, something I don’t do, caught my friends, family, and hell even me off guard. Suddenly my ears were filled with:
“Its Just hair”
“I really like it”
“You can rinse it in a week”
“You just gotta get used to it”
While my own personal thoughts were still, “what were you thinking?!?!” lol
All this was Friday and from then to now I feel like I have learned so much! Yes, I have learned from my hair lol. Though initially I regretted it I know now that If you want to do something different then do just that, sometimes you have to take risk, the way you feel about something at first may not always be the way you feel about it later, don’t get worked up over things that can be changed, and most importantly don’t be afraid to express yourself. Some people will love it, some people will hate it, some will careless, and as for me… well I simply adore and embrace it! =)
-Until the next change…thx for reading!
To cut to the chase my final thought that led to my ultimate decision was, “play it safe, get heavy blonde streaks.” Well I guess my beautician (who I love and would recommend to anybody) and I got our wires twisted on the definition of “heavy” lol.
When my new look was revealed to me my facial expression and my speechlessness, which never happens, told that I was cursing my self out for ever THINKING that it was a good idea.
For whatever reason I cried and cried and cried a little bit more lol. The tears garnered much attention. The fact that I was actually crying, something I don’t do, caught my friends, family, and hell even me off guard. Suddenly my ears were filled with:
“Its Just hair”
“I really like it”
“You can rinse it in a week”
“You just gotta get used to it”
While my own personal thoughts were still, “what were you thinking?!?!” lol
All this was Friday and from then to now I feel like I have learned so much! Yes, I have learned from my hair lol. Though initially I regretted it I know now that If you want to do something different then do just that, sometimes you have to take risk, the way you feel about something at first may not always be the way you feel about it later, don’t get worked up over things that can be changed, and most importantly don’t be afraid to express yourself. Some people will love it, some people will hate it, some will careless, and as for me… well I simply adore and embrace it! =)
-Until the next change…thx for reading!
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