BlackHole Son

Oh snap! I'm trippin!  Was the last time I really posted back in November??  Lord know I've had plenty to write about; I sahwee.

Anyway.

I'm never in the mood to hear janet. when she comes on my various pandora stations, i'm more likely to use a skip on her and definitely not give her a thumbs up.

social lurkers get on my nerves. all in the business and never none of their own.

manhattan gets less and less appealing to me each day. if brooklyn wasn't so boheme, i wouldn't leave. but alas, i need to get my glam fix and fab food somewhere. thank goodness it's only a 25 minute train ride away.

the pic bad girl riri posted on christmas day was all the fierceness i wanted in 2012. it was her, sitting on the hood of a car, smoking a cig (gross) and chris brown was standing in front of said car. do you, riri. if you like it, i love it.

i have three more tattoos on deck.  one just came to me while listening to a ninasimoan song. that actually might be next... and on my arm.


I KNOW.




i love how everyone is all gung-ho about YOU cutting YOUR hair, don't nobody ever want to cut their own hair... I did cut mine and I think i'm going to keep it here. it's a graduated bob. jet-black and i love it.

i got a wii for Christmas. black. thought about naming it akon.

i wore black leggings and a blousy black tee with a cut up back to breakfast with my dad over Christmas break. he LOVED my outfit. it made me love him even more.

i wear other colors besides black. i've been digging jet, onyx, and obsidian as well.


and eggplant.

lastly, a quiet resolution I made to myself was to get that old thing back.
i want to play piano and tennis regularly. just like the good ole days.
but, i don't like keyboards, not even 88-key weighted ones and it's too cold to play tennis.
haters gon hate.