a little bored, a little update

1.
for the longest time, I thought black people drank tea and white people drank coffee.  I watched my parents drink tea every morning and saw neighbors drink sweet tea at block parties.  i saw WP on commercials deeply inhaling foalgers or maxwell haus.

2.
the last 6 pieces of clothing i've were either black, black and white, or black and cream.  what's going on??

3.
i think i'm going to cut my hair to summer 2011 length. It was a long, move-y bob that reminds me of of posh spice. right in between the chin and shoulders.  no, it wasn't that angled but it was definitely that fabulous.

4.
I am overdue for a trip to atlanta! and Dallas!  and North Cack!

5.
I love when people ask me, "What are you doing?" cause I respond with the most ridiculous answer possible.  Today's reply, "Some crack and a random dude I found sitting on a dilapidated stoop."

6.
I am apparently the love of Angry Black Man's life.  He on the other hand, is not the love of mine.  I have honestly been spoiled by DFB and will not settle for anything less than diamonds and Juicy. I'm kidding. But don't think you're gon come up in here half-stepping... I asked for Lion King tix and a BMW; we'll he see what he does.

7.
I was called Shelly O several times today. I liked it. I liked it a lot.

8.
i just realized L Boog said, "Sweet prince of the ghetto" instead of "sweetness of the ghetto". I was in a bodega when the song was playing and the light went off in my head. lol

9.
my hair must be re-trained to getting roller wraps. I was getting ridiculous with the blowouts but this puff on my supposedly relaxed head is not the beat.

10.
For those of you that doubt the power of waxing, don't.  It's been a month and I'm thinking of re-scheduling my appointment to the following weekend. That's what's up!

But what's really up is that electrolysis. or laser hair removal (one of them is better for colored folks. Don't let the right living social deal come up... shoooooot.

late

just going thru my (accidental) drafts and publishing. don't be alarmed lol

Do You Know Who I Am?!

went out for drinks with a guy who saw me devour loaded tacos.  he's gotta be good if I was eating the unsexiest food ever and he wanted to see me again.  whatever the case, dude thought he was being "deep" when he started talking about people with tattoos. I let him talk and then I showed him two of my four.

foot-in-mouth.

but what really IRKED the isht out of me was how he tried to be impressive and I saw thru all his bullshit.

someone passed by holding d.brown's angles and deemons.  this fool starts waxing poetically about an author named garcia marquez who wrote a book with the same title...










Y'all.












Y'ALL!

RAISE YOUR HAND IF YOU KNOW WHO MY FAVORITE AUTHOR IS


Yes, you in the middle... that's right, G. Garcia-Marquez. Green treat for you.

Me: actually, the title of his book is 'Of Love and Other Demons'

Him: oh, you're familiar. There's another book by him I love... the main character, I forgot his name... he stayed in his room for 6 months. When he came out, he said, "The world is round like an orange." Ha, ha, the world is round like an orange.

Me: *blink*
Jose Arcadio Buendia or Aureliano Buendia?

Him: ...
I forget which one.

Me: It was Jose.

Him: wow, you really know your stuff.

Me: Gabe is my favorite author. Are YOU familiar?

Him: I really like Love in a Ti-

Me: that became a movie, everyone likes that one.


He quickly changed the subject to talk about himself.  "I've been to 50 different countries.  You like to travel?"

Me: *knowing smile* Yeah, I do. My summers are usually filled with flights.

Him: ah, have you ever been to Africa?

Me: Three times.

NEXT SUBJECT

Him: I own houses here and in Europe.

Me: oh really? where?

Him: upstate and long island.

Me: oh what part?

Him: You're probably not familiar... Middletown.

Me: BWAHAHAHA! I'm actually familiar with M-Town!! I've been to visit a college friend several times. Stuart Regional Airport, right? and what part of Long Island?

Him: Harris

Me: Never heard of that... I ride the LIRR all the time, I have family in Brentwood.

Him: you're something else. Have you ever been sailing? I have a boat. I love to sail to Cape Cod.

Me: yeah, used to go sailing in Nantucket when I was younger. I'm from Boston.  Now, I prefer yachts, but sailing is cool.

okay, that was me being a itch-bay but he was getting on my nerves.  WHO ARE YOU TRYING TO IMPRESS?! NEXT SUBJECT!!!

Lovin' It

There is seriously a mindset change that happens when you turn 30.  I've been of age for going on 4 months now and they have been a BLAST!! Granted, I turn 30 a month before school ends (lol) but for really real, I am sooooo happy to be happy with life!

So school has started. As you may or may not know from my FB post on Wednesday, it was the best first day of school I've had. YES!! I normally HATE the first day of school in Kindergarten!!  On top of that, we had faculty from the other Brooklyn schools come by to watch and observe so not only was I managing 27 kinders, I was modeling for adults.  There were at least 8 in my room at any given time, INCLUDING my principal and APs.  Talk about nerves.  But me and my assistant teacher (AT) handled it effortlessly.  We did such an awesome job that EVERYONE started coming into our class to see how management is fun but tight.

Word on the street is that I am in my element.  It feels so good to know who you are and where you belong.  I am ROCKING the isht out of my classroom and I can't wait to see how this school year unfolds.  I know I have people rooting for me and looking for great things so it's up to me to fill those great expectations :-)

Let's Talk About It, Pt 1

I had a one-night stand.



It's easy for me to talk a good Samantha game; especially on a Saturday after my waxing appointment.  But truth be told, I will never be her.  I tried to play that role and be the empowered one who wanted a physical need fulfilled but it doesn't quite work out for me the way it does on TV.




Meet a guy, talk it up, text like crazy.
Find out he's Jewish, decide for myself it won't go anywhere, put on my Samantha hat.
'Twas awesome, didn't want to get involved, deleted number out my phone.


Then something happened. Something that happened back when I was in college and I just knew I had shaken it off.  But raise your hand if you can simply shake off spiderwebs?

I done got caught up.  Now I'm thinking, "Why did I delete his number?  Why didn't I reply his texts?  Now that I want to reach out to him, I have no idea where to begin.  Fudge."

It's not for me.  I really do admire people who can separate sex from emotion, but at the end of the day (or night), I'm no Samantha.  I'd like to be mad at all the hims but it was me, the hopeless romantic who still confuses the two.

So Sick

crazy how a cloud just came over me and then this song came on... ON MY SNUPE DOG RADIO STATION... really? mopy neyo?  where's xplosive?!?!

anyway, my Lish just broke up with her musician boyfriend. it's eery how similar our stories are, too, on down to the "upkeep" of our former S/O's apartments (shudder). every question she asks me, I have FIRST HAND experience and can answer painfully. you love this person so much and they get you but there is a doubt about going on with them. doubt and growing resentment.  we all can agree that's not good in a relationship.  so not only that, but there's another guy who wants to make her his (Marine, anyone?) but she just wants to do the solo thing for a while, and on on and on...

so after we partied on friday, saturday morning was soul baring girl talk. i started crying cause i remember being SO.HAPPY. I remembered looking forward to every weekend, I remember feeling like he was truly my knight in shining armor, i remember feeling so safe and secure with him, i remember feeling like a queen and feeling good when i went above and beyond to treat him like a king. i remember not feeling like i was too skinny, bourgie, dark, or ANY OF THAT BULLSHIT that has come out of some fuck niggas mouths...

anyway, it hurt not having that good feeling and it absolutely killed when i started to remember the shift. when i stopped seeing him as amazing. when we got to a pain that not even a gorgeous ring could heal. i wanted it to. but it was too late.

whatever the case, Lish is in Boston indefinitely.






i told you our stories are similar.