-I really think that I have an undiagnosed case of OCD. I do things in very specific order and when I am ‘off’ (if ever), things just don’t seem to go right for that day. I can lock my door, say out loud that I locked it, but will still go back and check it at least twice. Don’t ask me why.
-When I shave (or get a brazilian wax, which I absolutely LOVE), I like to lay in bed with my hands on my vajay-jay. It’s so soft that I can’t help but to touch it. *shrugs shoulders*
-I am addicted to anything that comes on the Oxygen channel! I can sit and watch murder mysteries ALL DAY! It blows my mind how people can be stupid enough to premeditate murder in the first place but then lack the ability to be a wee bit flawless in their execution.
-I’m very much so a jeans and tshirts type of girl. I’m not big on dressing up. It just irks me thinking about everything that goes into it. Now, don’t get me wrong…if (and when) I go out, I am most certainly cute. But I feel that if you have enough swag (which I do), you can pull off rocking a nice fitted tee with your favorite expression on it, some cute booty hugging jeans and heels (or sneaks if thats your thing) and still look as hot as the girl in an overpriced name brand outfit. Being “extra” is so over-rated.
-Amerie’s album, Touch, was my shit. However, it was a long time before I was able to listen to it b/c I had just gotten out of a bad relationship when it came out. One night, I was driving to his house to confront him about some things and I was listening to the album. So during that ‘down’ time, the thoughts of everything that happened played continuously in my head. Couldn’t deal with it but all is definitely well now.
-I like men who have feminine features (i.e., long eyelashes, beautiful defined brows, baby smooth skin). It’s more attractive to me than the rugged street look. Don’t confuse this ‘type’ with a metrosexual, pretty boy or a homosexual. I could show you pics of what I mean.
-I can not eat hard candy. I’m always afraid that I’ll breathe the wrong way, it’ll go down the wrong windpipe and *boom* the end of me. Swallowing pills is also a hard thing for me to do.
I never have and probably never will understand why women succumb to the tragedy that “I” believe is Terrence Howard.
Maybe it’s b/c it’s been a LONG time since I dated a light skinned man. I dunno. Don’t get me wrong. I do NOT discriminate…well, yes I do. He has to be black (LOL) but for the past couple years, I’ve really been into brown and dark skinned men. *shrugs shoulders*
But hell, I can still recognize ‘cute’ no matter what hue a brotha happens to be. I just don’t get this one though.
Is it his eyes? His smile? Did Diddy do a write up in the New York Post about offering up and subsequently giving TH some swag that I didn’t know about?
It can’t be that hair…the same hair that he’s been wearing since Hustle & Flow. Conks are soo circa Malcolm X. Never sexy.
Am I the only one who didn’t miss the little dick swag he put on FULL display in 50 Cent’s, Get Rich or Die Trying?
If not, I present you…(and pay attention)
And please, before you give me that “Oh-he’s-in-the-water-so-it’s-gonna-have-some-shrinkage’ shit, remind yourself of that same madness when you and your potential boo boo are having a fun time in the jacuzzi. I don’t play lil dick swag.
Sometimes I read blogs, watch television or listen to the stories of friends about their woes with men. There’s always a complaint. Always.
And while I do not believe in the adage that states that all men are DOGS, I do believe that, most men are opportunists. If given the opportunity, they WILL. End of story.
That being said, after perusing several blogs over the past couple of nights, I just had to go on record as saying that I am very glad that I usually do not form any type of emotional attachments to men. A lot of people say that it makes you ‘slutty’ or that you’re simply keeping your guard up b/c of something that happened in the past. I say, so what? I don’t care how anyone chooses to look at it, I have always prided myself in being a woman that didn’t associate love with intimacy. I have always been proud of the fact that I didn’t feel the need to get ‘clingy’ just b/c a guy passed me a bit of peen. Like many of my friends are doing right now, I had to learn the hard way.
I feel bad. I really do. I don’t knock women for being open with their emotions or hearts b/c let’s face it…we’re human. What are we suppose to do? Detach ourselves from all human emotions and live like hermits with solemn faces? We can’t.
For relationship purposes, I think that it’s pertinent that we all start to respect one another’s hearts. I don’t know why it’s so hard for some to state their purpose from the door. I believe that it saves a lot of confusion. I remember I met a guy and we began the whole ‘getting to know you’ phase. Incidentally we went on several dates and during one of our conversations while on one of them, I told him that right now, I’m simply ‘chillin’ and trying to get “me” together. He said that he ‘understood how that goes’ and hoped that we could continue being friends. Well, we ended up sleeping together and suddenly, he didn’t fully understand what I meant when I said I was ‘just chilling.’
……..I thought you meant in that moment?
Wow! I started to call him out about the whole ‘well-can-we-at-least-continue-to-be-friends’ bit but I quietly digress.
There are times when I have conversations with certain individuals (cough cough, Mama) and I feel bad for being so emotionless. But then, I can turn around and have a similar conversations with friends who are going through it b/c they allowed too much of their emotions to get involved, while the other person was ‘emotionally unavailable’ and *bam*…problems ensue.
So what do you do? Seriously…what do you and how do you proceed? You can’t always live your life guarded but it’s being proven that throwing caution to the wind is not a good option either.
Do any of you have any friends that are emotional leeches?
Like, you avoid asking them how their day was b/c they are always going to have a long sob story. Nothing is ever ‘good’ on their end. Life just sucks..and in turn, they’ll make you feel as though your life sucks also?
Or maybe the friend who always has drama and nothing more. You never hear anything positive..about anything or anybody. And if you try to divert the conversation so it can go towards a more positive direction, they almost act ‘short’ with you?
I guess I asked for it. I have seen my name all up and through these blogs and never bothered to ask WTF anybody was talking about b/c I didn’t want to do the damn blog. But when I saw my friend Jamie’s blog with my name in it THREE times, I said “Okay, I’m curious. What ARE the questions!?”
So here’s the deal. I am answering 30 questions that will include people I either know for real or online. I will ONLY include the answers. If you want to know the questions, you have to let me know BUT if I give you the questions, you absolutely…positively…must do a blog with YOUR answers (without posting the questions, of course). Ready? Okay (wait..that was so cheerleader-ish. My bad):
qui noey chali beba rashon cheryl candie michelle
1. Jamie 2. Sean, Morgan, Robyn 3. 14/15/16 (LOL), Lidia, Robyn 4. Jeremy K. 5. ATLSistah (don’t want to post her real name, in case she doesn’t want folks to know) 6. Beba 7. Chali 8. Definitely Jamie, Michelle, Candie, Rashon, Qui 9. 14/15/16, Mama 10. Noey, Morgan, Robyn, Michelle (barstowmama) 11. Lidia, Ayesha 12. Wow, so many…Jamie, Morgan, Robyn, Noey, Qui, Cheryl, Michelle, Candie, Chali, Ayesha 13. Cheryl 14. Noey, Chali, Morgan 15. Qui 16. Cheryl 17. Beba 18. Chali 19. 14/15/16 20. Sean 21. Nicole 22. Pink 23. Hell, me…. 24. Jamie 25. Kendra 26. HA! Jesus 27. E (aka blacktigerwu) 28. 14/15/16 (notice the pattern?) 29. Ash-beezy 30. Sean (most definitely)