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Couldn’t Watch All the Way Through
22. January 2009


I’m all for women making their own choices in this matter b/c it is a personal decision.

But if this doesn’t spark something in you, then I don’t know what it. Very emotional.

“….I know I made the right decision but it’s still not easy.”

Took the words right off a page in my book.

6 Little Known Facts About Me
22. January 2009


Yay! I’ve been tagged again (see the sarcasm?)!

Well, SDV Analeigh tagged me, requesting that I post 6 unknowns about me!

Sometimes I feel that I’m such an open book that I’ve shared just about everything. This will be hard but let’s see what I can come up with:

1. I didn’t really begin to KNOW how to enjoy sex until I was 24, although I started having sex at the age of 14.

2. Although I’ve told this before, I guess I’ll tell it again (b/c I really don’t feel that there’s much to share about “me”) but…I am 28 years old and afraid of the dark. It’s hard for me to fall asleep without the TV on b/c I have to have the light AND sound to go to sleep. I wasn’t always this way though. It happened after my great grandmother passed away and came to “visit” me. I know that she didn’t mean any harm in coming, but it put an unsettling feeling inside of me that won’t allow me to rest easy (or do anything else) in the dark. Now, if someone is in bed with me or in the room with me, I’m okay.

3. I hate people who worship labels. I know that “hate” is a strong term but people who sit around talking about Gucci this and Fendi that irk me. I’ve seriously considered discontinuing friendships with quite a few people b/c of their label whoredom.

4. I’m envious of anyone that is 100% settled (or close enough) in life before the age of 30. Although I am in school full time and working towards it, I’ve always hated that I took the time to stop and smell way too many roses before being serious about life.

5. I have really short legs and usually have to get all of my pants (jeans included) hemmed up. Most people can’t really tell b/c I DO look normal but if I’m in a bikini or whatever, most folks can see that I’m all torso and shit. It sucks. I recently bought a couple pairs of dress pants and every last one of them were way too long, even WITH a serious heel. *sigh*

6. Although I want to be settled in my career before it happens, my next goal is to start a family…with or without a husband.

Now, here are the rules:


1. LINK TO THE PERSON WHO TAGGED YOU
2. POST THE RULES ON YOUR BLOG
3. WRITE SIX RANDOM THINGS ABOUT YOURSELF
4. TAG SIX PEOPLE AT THE END OF YOUR POST AND LINK TO THEM
5. LET EACH PERSON KNOW THEY ARE TAGGED AND LEAVE A COMMENT ON THEIR BLOG
6. LET THE TAGGER KNOW WHEN YOUR ENTRY IS UP
7. DON’T BREAK THE CHAIN (not actually a rule)

I am tagging the following:

Noey
The PBG
Miss Understood
Naturally Alise
Lovely LadyBG
Leon

Protecting Obama from the GROUPIES
20. January 2009


Perusing my celebrity gossip blogs, I came across THIS number written by my guilty pleasure, Sandra Rose.

A while back, she did a blog entry where she posted one of my videos on her page and said that she and I use to ’spar’….but I don’t remember her. I’m usually very good at remembering folks from the internets but I don’t remember anything about her.

Nonetheless, I visit her blog daily (sometimes several times a day) for my dose of fuckery (it’s needed, much like vitamins A, C, and D) and she posted THIS for her readers.

Although it was deemed negative by many of her readers, I WILL say that it does bring about the obvious….GROUPIES will come to roost while Obama is out in DC! They’re gearing up to be La’Monica Lewinsky. The claws are out and they’re ready to prowl with no shame. While I don’t believe that EVERY man is a dog and will give in to the temptations of the flesh, I DO believe that THIS article written by The Beautiful Struggler clearly puts a stamp on what needs to be done to prevent such fuckery from ever damaging our perception of the love between the Obamas.

*sidenote…I agree with EVERY SINGLE thing in the blog entry posted by TBS. EVERYTHING. I share EVERY sentiment that she does. EVERY one….just thought I’d share.

Please read both posts and post your thoughts!

Now That It’s Official
20. January 2009



I love my black people more than life itself but I feel that, as the UNOFFICIAL spokeswoman for the black community (haha), I must give a few rules that we MUST follow now that Barack Obama is our President. Although these things should be common knowledge for the vast majority of us, there are several of you that’ll need a little coaching during these next 4-8 years:

-Absolutely, positively NO naming your child a variation of “Barack Obama.” Some examples include (but are NOT limited to), Barackeisha, Baracanique, Obamaquavious, Obamalisha, etc. As stated, I COULD go on and on. Bottom line, don’t add on to the name Barack Obama to make it fit your ‘hood.

-Speaking of names, let’s just stay away from the name Barack Obama all together. Please allow your child to grow up and be the shit before he takes on such a name. Imagine your child cursing out his teachers in school, selling/doing drugs, or having an arrest record but his damn name is Barack Obama? Let’s wait a couple years to make sure that he doesn’t become an ‘ain’t shit jigga’ before we allow him to have that. Sidenote: Michelle, however, is an acceptable name for your daughter. See, if your daughter grows up to be a fuck up, we can pin that on ANYBODY.

-Please don’t start cutting up, a la Yung Berg, just b/c the president is Black. When you’re being put in handcuffs or fired from your job for acting a fool, I do NOT want to hear you say “But our president is black.” Yea, jigga…so are you. So don’t act a fool and think you’re above the damn law!

-Speaking of work, don’t go to work acting crazy, thinking that YT folks will give you a pass b/c of who is in office. Let us not forget that no matter ‘who’ is running this country, you STILL have bills to pay. It is HIGHLY unacceptable, unreasonable and just not RIGHT for you to start acting a negro just b/c you think you can get away with it. You will be thrown out on your ass, trying to write the White House and beg Obama for some job security. According to YT folks, we MUST remember….Oprah and Barack are the “exception.” The rest of ‘us’ are questionable. You’ve been warned!

-No LOOTING! Stealing other people’s shit in ‘honor’ of our new President is just….that’s just ass backwards. However, if you do decide to loot and manage to get a 42″ plasma, holla at your girl!

More to come….

Picture Courtesy of [MediaTakeOut]

Church Hypocrisy
16. January 2009


Perusing a few of my favorite gossip blogs, I can across THIS little number here.

Short end of it, actor/pastor Clifton Davis says that he ‘accepts’ homosexuals but does not think that they should be in the church. I couldn’t help but to say out loud “Now ain’t that some disrespectful shit?”

First off, let me preface this blog by saying that I believe that people should get it how they live…meaning, whatever floats your boat, do your thing. As long as it’s legal and makes you happy, by all means, do you!

However, I have issues against those that push people away from the church, letting them know that they’re not ‘welcomed’ in a place where they should feel safe and comforted in being surrounded by God’s people.

I had an incident where I attended a church after 2006 (and if you’re REALLY into my blogs/vlogs, then you know what happened in ‘06). I was invited by a friend and thought “Why not?” Went to the church, had a really good time but there was a guy who literally stared me down the WHOLE time! These days, when a guy is staring at me, I don’t know if it’s because he thinks I’m attractive, has a staring problem, or he knows about 2006 (prior to, it was one of the first two lol)! Well, my friend is a member of this church and went to choir practice that Wednesday. That same night, she called me and told me that the guy who gave me the stare down made mention of my unmentionables to his mother, who is also on the choir. According to my friend, they chastised HER for even bringing me to church with her…saying that she, too, was living in sin and that she shouldn’t bring ’such things’ into the house of the Lord.

So I made it a point to go AGAIN that following Sunday!

Let’s just say that the topic of discussion (before I came in) had to be ‘How to Give the Side Eye…in the Name of God,’ b/c it seems that this was ALL that I got!

Instead of feeling persecuted and leaving the building, I stood up and clapped, smiled at everybody and continued to enjoy the service, praising God all the way through. Why?

These people are NOT my judge, nor are they my God. They are not responsible for my ‘meeting’ with the Lord on judgement day! But it allowed me to see that (SOME) people of the church are the worst people in the world! They denounce sin and fuckery at every turn, yet when someone tries to cleanse their life or at least get a dose of the spirit for the MOMENT, they’re shunned and told “Oh, we don’t want you here! God does NOT want you in His house!”

I’m sorry but…when did God have doormaids and personal assistants? I must’ve missed that on Careerbuilder.com.

I digress.

I can totally see why homosexuals, former strippers, addicts and everything in between shy away from the church. If people inside the church are so negative and callous towards those that aren’t rolling high and Holy like they put on to be, why SHOULD they feel comfortable stepping in for the word?

let he who is without sin cast the first stone….

Sidenote: I wonder if anybody ‘chastised’ ole boy for recognizing me….Things that make you go “Hmmm.”

Of All the Ways to Honor Our President
14. January 2009


….the makers of Hennessy choose this way.

Now, y’all know that white folks (well, the ones who didn’t want a black man in office) are already giving us the side eye. And then Henny does this?

I mean, could we not have honored this man with a boy’s club, gymnasium, library, church…anything other than some damn liquor?

What’s next? Barack Chicken & Waffles?

Barack-et Balls (basketball)?

Oh wait….what about Obama-melon (watermelon)

SMDH

Barack Henny pic #2 on TwitPicBarack Hennessy Pic #1 @tssexychanel on TwitPic

Understanding
13. January 2009


Are guys always simple?

Like, do they ever reach a point in their lives where they really do THINK rather than ‘thinking so?’ I know I made some sense.

Alright, about a year ago, I met this guy at a party. He was VERY persistent in pursuing me. He literally followed me around all night and he wasn’t impolite…I just felt a bit uncomfortable b/c I’m really NOT the social butterly (as some would probably like to believe).

Let me clarify…I am FUN to be around but in house party situations, I have to case the whole place and get a feel of as many folks as I can before I can ‘relax’ and have a good time. Mufuckas is just crazy these days.

Well, at the end of the night, he asked for a way to contact me. Physically speaking, he wasn’t my type. He had a semi-muscular build, was light skinned and I hated his teeth something serious. BUT he was a nice guy and I was trying to ‘explore’ anyway. Two days later, he called me. We had a good conversation and I thought “Oh ok…he MIGHT be a good dude.” I found out that he was working in a lucrative profession, was raised by both parents (who were still together), really emphasized family and loyalty but most importantly, he knew how to be a friend.

We went out on a couple of dates and had a ball. The one thing that seemed to turn me off about him was that he was somewhat nonchalant. After I noticed a few things here and there, I decided to ask, “What’s your sign?”

“Sagittarius,” he responded.

Go-fucking-figure!

After a while, he got moved to Houston, Texas by his job b/c they were opening an office out there and he was selected as one of the folks to go out there and spearhead the whole thing. Our conversations dropped somewhat and, of course, I moved on. His emails always seemed a little blah. I’m a big girl; I can most definitely take it if your interests have fallen off a bit.

“Girl please…there’s no way my interests would ever leave you. You’re this and that…I’m happy.”

Whateva.

His actions didn’t seem like that of a happy person, so again…I moved right along and apparently so did he. Instead of receiving the occasional email or phone call or hell, text message, everything had fallen to nothing. We lost touch.

Then one day, he hits me up on text and starts to compliment out the ass…telling me how much he missed me, that he’s been thinking very hard about me, etc. Come to find out, this jigga had caught a flight from Texas to Atlanta and THOUGHT that I was going to pick his ass up AND let him parlay up in my crib for his short stay in Atlanta. He called, text, whatever…no dice. Sorry buddy but I don’t roll like that. You damn near fall off the face of the earth but when you NEED me, that’s when you come calling? Negative.

After he did that, I guess he went on back to Texas b/c he emailed me stating that when he was in Atlanta, he was trying to get in touch with me but was unsuccessful. I politely emailed him back to let him know that I received all the emails, texts and calls but chose to ignore them all b/c those same emails, texts and calls weren’t received at ANY point.

Again, I moved on. I’m grown and have no time to play games. I’m not anyone’s “go to” chick. If you feel as though you’re done with me, then be a man about yours and let me know. But please, don’t try to call/text me when its convenient for you.

So now, I’m doing me, relaxing. I’m sitting here tonight, texting back and forth with one dude when ole dude texts me. To make an already long story short, I pulled his bullshit card again, letting him know that I have not heard from him since the holidays (Thanksgiving, not Christmas), so I wanted to know what he wanted NOW?

“I just wanted to see if you were in Atlanta?”

“Why?”

“Well, I’m back, permanently…and I want to take you out.”

“LOL! You gotta be kidding, right? You went MIA AGAIN and now you want to see me?”

“I had a lot of stuff going on and I just needed to get away for a while. I went to Jamaica and just cleared my head.”

“Right..but I’ve been texting you, wishing you happy Holidays, happy birthday, everything. The least your smug ass coulda did was said I got your text, but instead, you stayed MIA. You know what? Fuck you! Lose my number b/c you’re bogus.”

“I mean, what did I do?”

*click*

I don’t have time for that sometimey stuff. I don’t deal with that in friendships, familial relationships, and I most definitely won’t be put on a damn emotional rollercoaster by some dude. He can say that he was ‘busy’ or doing anything else in the world. The bottom line is he was being inconsiderate.

People should really THINK before they “think so.” If he would’ve done that, he would know that I’m clearly ahead of all this back and forth trickery, this bullshit game of cat and mouse.

I’m so glad my mother always told me to NEVER step outside of, but always keep another in your radar “just in case.”

smdh.

Subscribing/Following
11. January 2009


Hey everyone!

I’ve received a few questions regarding how one can follow this blog. I removed the “Who’s Following” feature b/c I didn’t want nosy folks harassing those that do follow (cuts down on spam).

If you’re interested in receiving updates on this blog, you can ’subscribe’ over to the left at the very top. Simply add a valid email address and you’ll instantly receive updates everytime I post a new blog! And I promise, Feed Blitz is AWESOME, so you will absolutely positively NOT be spammed!

Thanks for your support!

Branded For Life
10. January 2009


Friend: Hey girl…how are you?
Me: Girl I’m good! How are things going with you?
Friend: Great, chile. I just had my baby last week!
Me: Really? OMG! What did you have?
Friend: A girl
Me: Aww, you gotta send me some pics. What’s her name?
Friend: Esoterica
Me: Isn’t that a bleaching cream?
Friend: Yea. I like that as a name though.
Me: Oh ok…..

People, why do you do that to your kids?

I understand that some of you feel that it’s more culturally sound to name your kids what YOU consider to be ethnic names, but think about these kids’ futures. I’m not saying that all kids have to have names like Rebecca, John, David-Paul, or Ashley but damn…how many more Quantavious, Delandricus, or hell, Esoterica’s do we need?

I just think that we should show a bit more consideration into the future of our children when coming up with a name. I will never forget the girlfriend I had in high school, who had a friend at our RIVAL high school that named her child *brace yourself for this one* Africa-Asia Saudi Arabia _____ (fill in last name). I bullshit you NOT! What the hell kinda shit is that?

We have GOT to do better!

Nacho Business
09. January 2009


Amazes me some of the questions folks as me or others regarding what SHOULD be considered personal information. I am going to compile a list that will be ongoing. I will start…now:

-How much do you make a year?
Answer: Are we getting married? Otherwise, none of your fucking business!

-How much is your rent/mortgage a month?
Answer: Are you planning on paying half?

-How much do you weigh?
Answer: For one, I dunno b/c I don’t weigh myself. I wear a size 11/12. Even if I DID know, why the hell are you asking me that? What’s the purpose?

-What do you do for a living?
Answer: Jigga, what do YOU do for a damn living? Are you currently unemployed?

-Is your ___ real (fill in the blank with anything)?
Answer: Is yours? Why the hell you worried about me?

Again, this will be an ongoing thing b/c people ask questions all the time. What kills me even more are the ones that will ask you a question without asking the REAL question that they want to ask! WTF? Don’t you think that you’d kill a lot of time, disappointment, run around and bullshit if you just said what you meant? Sheesh

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