...not AGAIN

flaws & all

shoutout to everyone who sees whatever it is they see in me that makes them keep me around.

hair!

so as the rest of the world goes natural, my relaxed hair is doing beautifully. better than it's ever been in awhile and i'm loving it.
healthy hair = good hair

y'all don't know how much i HATE natural nazis and their elitist attitudes acting like they're better people on the inside for having natural hair. gurl bye

plea

desensitize me cap'n
not crunchitize. but desensitize.
please cap'n.

territorial

i don't like when our worlds collide. not. one. bit.

the chase

her: u still talk to (insert name here)?
me: shiiiiiiit I've been trying to.

I don't like having to chase people. I don't like busy people. It just turns me off. I have no problem showing interest but how can I do that if you never even time to let me show you? Hmph. It is kind of a turn on to see that you're about your stuff but live a little.

sad reality

he don't care about you. he don't want you. he don't like you. he's just not that into you. point. blank. period.
fell asleep on that movie by the way.
anywho

*reread until it sinks in*

buy-buy

New: dress, skirt, skinny jeans, pink shirt for like $50. that's a bargain to me considering I'm not a thrifter.I want some more dresses, stripes,and florals...oh and sunglasses so I can achieve these not-so-defined looks I dream about. And more make-ups! lol. I bought a lip stain and an ugly lip gloss that needs returning. Oh and a pretty nail polish. Oh and summery wedges I've been eyeing at DSW. Look good. Feel good.

One of my many mantras.

god-#WINNING

I can smile knowing that I have family members who care about me. Yes, even the meddling ones.

question: How's your boyfriend?
answer: i don't have one.
a million and one questions and pieces of advice ensue.


oh and all this talk about the world ending or the rapture or whatever is supposed to happening tomorrow according to some guy? nope, not having it. the fact that people are even entertaining it disturbs me. i'll admit i had my doubts when the millennium hit but nothing happened and looking back, all i can do is laugh. twitter told me, sorry I haven't read my Bible, but anyway, apparently no one knows the time. so let's just live like we used to circa 1998 with no fears. cool? cool

AIM-ing

the mind games i used to play with these young boys....man oh man.
my teenagehood was fun. #nowreading old AIM conversations.

Yesterday

What do black grown folk do? Not married folk but the 20 and 30 somethings with no obligations but balancing work and passion. Yesterday, I got a glimpse while at a little open mic spot with a chill food and drink menu and a nice live band and talented artsy fartsy people. It was cute. I zoned out for a few moments to picture myself out of college, of age, and being a regular there sometime in my future. But before I get there, I need to get the fun out of my system.

closing

As the year nears its end, I figured I needed to blog an official sendoff. So here's to you Junior year. Here's to the best of times and the worst of times. Here's to the first day of the semester. Here's to the last day of the semester. Here's to the good days and better days in between. Here's to single life (-_-). Here's to doing what I want and not what I should. Here's to getting that internship. Here's to getting into Courtyards. Here's to the first 4.0 during a spring semester (crosses fingers). Here's to straight shots and no chasers those few random times. Here's to getting the maximum sleep. Here's to CHOICES. Here's to CURB. Here's to being strong. *thinks of things that are relevant to fall semester* ....*thinks of better things to cheers to*.... *draws blank*.

Here's to making Fall 2011 more memorable.

2 words

white people

*face palm*

bracing myself for this summer.

aging

Now that I'm almost a senior in college, a guy 1 year older than me is likely to be a college graduate. I'm swimming with the big fish now. Hello there you young eligible bachelors. Lol. I'm growing but I surely don't feel old. When will it settle in with this youthful face? Haha.

Neverrrrrrrrr

journeying [to the past]

aint what i heard you said you loved me in december
it aint what i heard you said you loved me in
december i remember.
-Olivia.December

It turns out freedom ain't nothin but missing you
Wishing I'd realized what I had when you were mine
I go back to December, turn around and make it alright
I go back to December, turn around and change my own mind
I go back to December all the time, all the time
-Taylor Swift. Back to December

something special about december, ey? when things were essentially everything they should've been.



soundtrack to nostalgia and a hopeful future. they go hand in hand.

2 ot 11

2011 has been so good to me. excuse me if I already said this.
and we're not even half way through.
here's to continuing the trend.
*cheers*

summer 2011. senior year. leggo.

humbling

randomly thinking about working in Compassion Atlanta. City of Refuge's gigantic food pantry where volunteers come in and fill boxes of food that are essentially supposed to feed families of 4 for 1 month. I remember taking special care of each of my boxes. Thinking of the meals they could create out of the things I tossed in there. Thinking of what I would want to eat if I was poor and had to survive of these food boxes. Getting frustrated towards the end when the supply of food we had out on the table became less and less and I wasn't able to make boxes that stood up to my standards. It's good to put yourself in someone else's shoes every now and again...preferably someone who only gets 2 new pairs of shoes a year from other people's donations. Doing ASB Atlanta over a year ago was life changing and every now and again, my mind goes back there and to all the people I met and things I witnessed and stuff we did. It keeps me grounded.



Just visited the website. I remember eating lunch in Eden's Village that one day and meeting the beautiful baby in that picture right there. We held her and played with her and she smiled and laughed as her mother looked on. She's too young to know her situation and hopefully will never really have to. Here's to hoping.

word

But I won't go,
I can't do it on my own,
If this ain't love, then what is?
I'm willing to take the risk,
I won't go,
I can't do it on my own,
If this ain't love, then what is?
I'm willing to take the risk

confirming

now that's i've checked myself back in to reality
onto the rest...


I've fared quite well in this life so far but I can never get the people right. If there's one thing I feel is ALWAYS lacking, it's having certain people in certain places to play certain roles at certain times for certain reasons. I've never quite got it right.

what's really good?

maybe i'm just meant to be my own friend. enjoy time alone. do things on my own. seek independence. etcetera. or maybe not.

just speculating.

updating

#oomf told me I was sicin Mother's Day and that there was no way it could be this Sunday. I started to believe them too...

don't you hate that.

updates.
gonna have to turn down another internship.
finally got the apartment i wanted.
15 days of school left.
getting back on this 3 meals a day thing.
fixed my tv.
not. too. shabby.

i think i'm happy now.
time to set more goals. accomplish new things.
got most of what i want. on to the next.

bittersweet