Thursday, April 16, 2009

And This is Why We Call it Birdville

please back up off my man trey LOL, I thought the video was funny

Monday, April 13, 2009

Honesty is the Best Policy

I had a very interesting weekend. I chilled with a man friend of mine (who happens to read this blog!!) and we talked about music, sex, relationships, and our current boy/girl situations. Good times.

To be honest, we used to talk last year but we kinda fell apart because I got really stressed with juggling my internship and school work. Plus, the distance made it more difficult to keep in contact. But he is a great guy that I really did like. What I liked the most about him was his honesty. He always kept it funky from the beginning. For example, he told me that he was messing with a girl at his school when we were talking. His honesty was refreshing because I knew what to expect from him..I knew the he never disappointed me and my feelings were never hurt. I was confident in him liking me because he wouldn't lie about it. Some referred to him as an "asshole", actually he referred to himself as such, but I would rather him be that than a liar.

Now I'm involved with a guy (who doesn't read the blog) who I don't think is very honest. Actually, he is a liar. But I can't judge him because I have definitely lied to him before. But to be honest, I wish honesty was something that we had established in the beginning of our "friendship". Instead when we are together, we live in this fantasy world like its just the two of us when we know its not. I wish we were honest with each other. Now I get headaches because I have to assess everything he does to find some truth. If we had honesty, we would have limits instead of fantasies and feelings wouldn't be hurt, and there would be no disappointments.

Honestly, the truth does hurt. But, I miss that honesty. I need it. I appreciate it. Because when its the truth you want to hear...u don't doubt it for a second..and you r finally happy and secure. When he tells you he wants to be with you...he means it 110 percent.

That's what she said...

Sent via BlackBerry by AT&T

Dude Wtf ?!?

So I had to vent this stupid ish to get it off my chest. Maybe next week this will be a funny story but right now it just makes me fume even thinking about it. And yes I'm a tad dramatic but you'd be pissed too.....and the story goes:

Last week on my way home at 1O pm, I got a seemingly urgent phone call from a male friend that I don't even speak to that often. He said that he needed me to come over to his house because he had some girl issues that he desperately needed help with that night.

Being the good friend that I am I tried my best to just get him to tell me over the phone what the issue was...but he claimed that this matter needed to be dealt with in person and that if I came he'd even give me gas money for my troubles.

Now the nosy side of me began to kick in so I said I'd come BUT only staying no more than ten minutes. I'm like maybe he got somebody pregnant, maybe he got some std or maybe even killed a hooker for all I

I get there and his sorry behind sits at the table and had the AUDACITY to ask me and I quote: " What does it mean when a girl you're with looks at another guy while with you?". At this point I'm BOILING MAD! Like who does that? How gay was that? Who cares? Why was it that serious? Why would he ever waste my time? Why the F would I care? Those were the things that came to my mind along with a few choice words for him.

So still being the friend that I am I gave him an answer to his raggedy question and I said " she probably: SLEPT WITH HIM or WANTED TO SLEEP WITH HIM . Yeah I said that. And then I took my money he owed ( raggedy 3 dollars) and left.

So why would a person be so evil and waste my time/life like that? This may be mean of me but should I stop being his friend for good???

(side note two times we've gone out (not like that) but both times I drove and both times I left him. )
Sent via BlackBerry from T-Mobile

The Beauty of Pain

We've all heard the saying that Pain is Beauty. Well in a recent case of writers block....or should I say Bloggers Block, I realized why I haven't been able to crank out a blog good enough for me to actually post.... Its because I've been relatively happy lately.
It seems when I'm having guy issues, money issues, just life issues in general is when my creativity level is at A thousand...but now that I feel things are under control, I haven't gotten any bad news and I can't complain about a man right now ,I'm lacking in the inspiration department.
Think about it, why do us ladies love some Keyshia Cole and May J blige? Because they connect to us through the pain that we've all felt. This pain is our common denominator. Now we like love songs and happy songs but NOTHING beats a "my man did me wrong song" lol. And many artists reach their greatest creatice peak during times of extreme depression (ex: Picasso).

Now while I'm elated that I am happy in life right now, I am also finding it harder to write I guess I can make happier posts but I don't wanna feel all preachy. So there might be a slight change in my posts for least until someones pisses me off!

-thats what she said
Sent via BlackBerry from T-Mobile

The Numbers Game

During an interesting car ride to New York an ummm "interesting" topic arose that was heavily debated on. That uh issue is " the number". What number you ask? THE number. The infamous list one must face at some point in life....let's just call it the Black List.

So I realized my number is not as low as I thought....but NO its not out of control high either....and my friends are the same way (yeah I had to add them). So we made up a few rules and philosophies about why our number game is what it is.

  1. If you compare the amount that we slept with to the amount we couldve slept with but didn't. Then the number is significantly lower....comparatively speaking. For example, if about 250 guys wanted to and tried to sleep with you but you've only slept with 13 (not my number) then you've done pretty good....relatively speaking of course
  2. We are pretty girls, bottom line: we have more options. So basically we've used our
  3. We are not "girlfriends". We haven't really done the relationship thing. So in place of having one consistent person, we've I guess been testing the
  4. If you divide the ratio of the men we've been with over the years since we've started having sex, then on an average there were no more than 3 and
  5. We've got some "technicals" that we won't count, for example one of my friends said if it was under 2 mins it didn't count...I have a few others...but truthfully some just don't count.
The only solutions that we have in order to keep our numbers from rising is: 1. Recycle our old boos...or 2. Either marry an old boo or add one number and marry that one.

What's a girl to do? So there will be no new ones for me for a loooonnng time. Lol. But you know the saying: Girls Just Wanna Have Fun!!!!!! Well we've had our fun, guess its time to slow it down now.