Money dont make the man but the man makes the money...
Hmm early morning epiphany: Perception is a funny thing. Hate to say this...Actually, I dont. I love saying the truth. Many females want a man that looks like he has money rather than a man that actually has money...
I'm on the train one day with my classmate. There's this guy sitting across from us with some dingy, faded, torn jeans. Dirty white-t. Timbalands that have seen better days. It's time to visit a barber. And he has this regular ol' duffle bag. Automatically, my classmate is shitting on him. "Damn, you see that nigga Sha?" Im like yea, I see him, he must had a hard day at work. She's convinced that the clothes he's wearing is an everyday look for him because she must have really thought he walked the street like that just because its a trending style for him. She paid so much attention to his clothing she didnt notice his Apple Iphone 4, the decked out wedding band on his finger, and his work ID hanging out his back pocket.
On the outside to a basic bitch, he looks like a bum. To me, his appearance just showed me these 4 things: a) he is employed, probably by a construction company($$$), b) if his ring was blinged out, imagine what his wifes ring looks like, c) he is the marrying type which means but doesnt necessarily have to be true that he's capable of commitment, d) he likes the finer things in life but doesnt care if he looks like it or not because he lives for him, his wife, and maybe, a family. Last but not least e) though he was rugged-looking, he was kinda cute ;).
Women (some) dont know quality when they see it. They always go for the Ralph Lauren, Burberry, and Gucci wearing nigga ASSUMING he has flocks of dough. The flashy nigga who has all that fly shit because of his girl, his momma or a car accident settlement.This doesnt mean he is a man of quality. Those are often the jerks, the players, and the users. And ya bitches just fall for it all the time. "My man get fly! My man rock Gucci!, My man got money!" No sweetie, ya man LOOKS like he has money but cant afford Popeyes.
This is why boys trying to grow up into men think that showing that you got it is more important than actually having it. They are trying to live up to that same woman who thinks the same way, that looking like a million bucks is by far, more better than actually trying to have a million bucks. Dont get me wrong, physical appearance is VERY important, its the FIRST impression you receive when you meet a person. We all judge each other by our appearance whether its in a good way or a bad way. And trust me, I like a well dressed man just as much as the next chick does. And I'm not saying theres anything wrong with spending money and treating yourself either. All im saying is look at the bigger picture. Dont front on a nigga because his shirt dont cost 500 dollars. Dont play him cus he works so much that he doesnt have time to sit in the barber. Stop feening for that warped piece of glass you think is a diamond.
Quality is always better than quantity.
Friday, September 24, 2010
Monday, September 20, 2010
The "Bad" Friend. (The Blog That Even a Insect Can Relate To.)
Ya already know where this is heading just by the title. Ya know where I'm about to go. Yupp! Im talking about that fucked up friend, the bad influencer, the one thats always getting you into trouble. Ladies. Fellas. We all got that one friend that our man or chick dont want us around. Why? Well, they or should I say we, automatically assume that they are going to pick up their filthy, disgusting habits. We cant help but to think that way. Ya man or ya girl comes home and tells you wild stories about how their friend be doing this, how he/she does that, all types of disloyal shit. Hearing such infidelity can make you think hmmmm..."SO WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU DO?"
But that's just natural instincts. Of course if ya man or girl got a shady friend that they hang around closely its only standard to assume that they are going to do some shady shit or is already doing some flaky shit. What's unfortunate is that the "bad friend" so happens to be a true friend to that person you're with. That friend just so happens to be living foul and treating someone else fucked up. Again, by observation, I noticed that out of a group of friends (male or female) theres only about 2 out of that 5 or 6 that actually wants to do the right thing. The others...are single and like to mingle, or cheating and deceiting.
For the people that are involved with a person that has a few fucked up friends I know ya think why cant the good just hang with the good, and the bad chill with the bad? Sorry, but thats not realistic. We cant help who we get along with . You cant possibly prohibit ya man or girl from chillen with someone. You just have to trust that the person you are involved with has a mind of their own. And just because birds flock together it doesnt necessarily mean that they are of the same feather.
But that's just natural instincts. Of course if ya man or girl got a shady friend that they hang around closely its only standard to assume that they are going to do some shady shit or is already doing some flaky shit. What's unfortunate is that the "bad friend" so happens to be a true friend to that person you're with. That friend just so happens to be living foul and treating someone else fucked up. Again, by observation, I noticed that out of a group of friends (male or female) theres only about 2 out of that 5 or 6 that actually wants to do the right thing. The others...are single and like to mingle, or cheating and deceiting.
For the people that are involved with a person that has a few fucked up friends I know ya think why cant the good just hang with the good, and the bad chill with the bad? Sorry, but thats not realistic. We cant help who we get along with . You cant possibly prohibit ya man or girl from chillen with someone. You just have to trust that the person you are involved with has a mind of their own. And just because birds flock together it doesnt necessarily mean that they are of the same feather.
GROWN!?
We are quick to say "I'm a grown ass man!", or "I'm a grown ass woman!" But are we really as grown as we say we are? I say "no" and I also say some of us have a lot of growing up to do. Part of being "grown" or growing up is being capable of taking responsibility for our bullshit. I dont care what anyone says, when something fucked up happens folks always want to put the blame on someone else. That shit aint grown at all. Hell, the shit we do we KNOW we shouldn't have done it so why blame someone? Take the L, realize that YOU fucked up, and keep it pushing. I cant stand people who make mistakes or get caught doing wrong and dont wanna own up to it or admit it to themselves and others that its their fault. What I learned is that people sometimes just need someone to blame. Being grown is more than just moving out your mom crib, making your own money, paying credit card and phone bills or being a parent. It's the responsibility you take on when performing these actions is what makes you an adult. So the next time you do something real dumb and get caught or make a legitimate mistake, dont look for someone to blame. Dont find an excuse; man up!
Friday, September 10, 2010
Is Age Really Nothing But A Number? (A Double Standard Concept)
This is a phrase I often like to quote but is age really nothing but a number???
In some situations, yes. Age is just a numeric symbol. Other times, age can really say alot. And I know its not just me. Its society as well. Lets look at some examples:
Be honest. When you see an older woman and a younger guy, we tend to find that pretty weird. But if you see a grown as man with a girl so young she can be his daughter, we think nothing of it. I thought age didnt matter tho???
You a young adult lets say...23 and your superiors are 19 and 20 years old... Wouldnt you feel a way?
Your high school teacher is about 5 years older than you. Are you really looking at them as an authority figure?
Shit, if your moms had you at 12, dont frown, ya know there is 12 year-old moms out there, would you guys really have that parent/child relationship?
Point being, age is definitely a factor in life. Maybe not in all lifes situations, but somewhere, somehow, it certainly has definition. It can determine the level of respect given, the amount of attention you receive, and the relationships you carry. You can date a man that is older than you by some years and you can almost bet that he will kinda treat you like his daughter. If your supervisor is damn near the same age as you, your not going to respect their authority as much as you would to a supervisor who's more older. Your 17 in highshool and your teacher is 23 (lets say the student is a boy and the teacher is an attractive woman) you are gonna to try to get an A+ in Sex Ed ;).
Age does not determine maturity, experience, intelligience, or talent what so ever.
You can be 25 years old and have the roughest life and have been through so much and have gained much experience. You can be 16 and more maturer than a 22 year-old. You can be a fifth grader and smarter than the average adult. You can be 11 years- old and spit 25 bars and they can be the best 25 bars a person has ever heard, better than the so-called rappers that are famous today.
In some situations, yes. Age is just a numeric symbol. Other times, age can really say alot. And I know its not just me. Its society as well. Lets look at some examples:
Be honest. When you see an older woman and a younger guy, we tend to find that pretty weird. But if you see a grown as man with a girl so young she can be his daughter, we think nothing of it. I thought age didnt matter tho???
You a young adult lets say...23 and your superiors are 19 and 20 years old... Wouldnt you feel a way?
Your high school teacher is about 5 years older than you. Are you really looking at them as an authority figure?
Shit, if your moms had you at 12, dont frown, ya know there is 12 year-old moms out there, would you guys really have that parent/child relationship?
Point being, age is definitely a factor in life. Maybe not in all lifes situations, but somewhere, somehow, it certainly has definition. It can determine the level of respect given, the amount of attention you receive, and the relationships you carry. You can date a man that is older than you by some years and you can almost bet that he will kinda treat you like his daughter. If your supervisor is damn near the same age as you, your not going to respect their authority as much as you would to a supervisor who's more older. Your 17 in highshool and your teacher is 23 (lets say the student is a boy and the teacher is an attractive woman) you are gonna to try to get an A+ in Sex Ed ;).
Age does not determine maturity, experience, intelligience, or talent what so ever.
You can be 25 years old and have the roughest life and have been through so much and have gained much experience. You can be 16 and more maturer than a 22 year-old. You can be a fifth grader and smarter than the average adult. You can be 11 years- old and spit 25 bars and they can be the best 25 bars a person has ever heard, better than the so-called rappers that are famous today.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Pay Me Back!
"Yo, lemme borrow twenty dollars?"
"Can I hold ten?"
"I need to hold your laptop."
Hell no I cant lend you twenty dollars. No you cant hold ten. And you definintely not holding my laptop. I for one am a person who does not believe in lending or borrowing. If I do, that means I dont expect to receive it back or I really dont care about it. I never lend out what I cant afford to give. And I dont let people hold or use anything I cherise or means a lot to me. Too much fuckery comes with lending out your shit. You always gotta harrass a motherfucker to get it back and 7 outta 10 times you dont even see it again. Same as with letting someone hold your computer or flat iron. That shit never comes back to you the same way you lent it out. If I let anyone borrow money its never a high amount and if I dont get it back I wont miss it.
However, I've seen others who lend out what they dont have and feel arkward when a certain amount of time has passed and they havent seen it. Then its like the person dont wanna ask for their money because they dont wanna come off as "feening" or "hard up". Fuck that, I lend someone money its always discussed when they giving it back, what time, what form etc. When that day and time has expired, Im definitely inquiring about money like umm, so ima need that ten i lent you last week. Same with clothing. If I let some borrow a shirt or an acceessory, they can have that shit. Because I would NEVER let someone hold or wear an item that I truly adore. And majority of the time when you lend out your clothes you always get it back with some permanent stain or rip, its stretched out, it smells, or you dont even see it again. Ya homegirl walking around with it on right in front of your face either because she had it so long that she forgot its yours or she just got you for your shit. Like damn, did I just get robbed?
And forget about it, my electronics, thats a definite no-no. My MacBook, my Ninteindo DS, both my PSP and PSP Go, or any other device that I cherish... no one is leaving my house with those. That shit gets lost or broken you cant even get mad at the person who you let borrow those things. You need to be mad at yourself for trusting that person. Question to the borrowers out there.... Why ya make people come hunt ya down for their shit??? You know you borrowed someones shit, you know a month has passed and you aint return their stuff. You ducking and hiding, hard to contact, walking down different blocks to avoid them, ignoring their calls and text. Ya know ya wrong. Just give the people back their shit. Or dont ask to borrow it. You aint got the money, you just lost your job, or you gotta by diapers well shit, let a nigga know. When you avoid it just makes you look shady. You ruin your borrowing priveleges and you might get fucked up because of it. It doesnt matter how small or big the loan was. Its princple. You borrow something, you return it. No one should have to look for you asking "WHERE"S MY SHIT!"
"Can I hold ten?"
"I need to hold your laptop."
Hell no I cant lend you twenty dollars. No you cant hold ten. And you definintely not holding my laptop. I for one am a person who does not believe in lending or borrowing. If I do, that means I dont expect to receive it back or I really dont care about it. I never lend out what I cant afford to give. And I dont let people hold or use anything I cherise or means a lot to me. Too much fuckery comes with lending out your shit. You always gotta harrass a motherfucker to get it back and 7 outta 10 times you dont even see it again. Same as with letting someone hold your computer or flat iron. That shit never comes back to you the same way you lent it out. If I let anyone borrow money its never a high amount and if I dont get it back I wont miss it.
However, I've seen others who lend out what they dont have and feel arkward when a certain amount of time has passed and they havent seen it. Then its like the person dont wanna ask for their money because they dont wanna come off as "feening" or "hard up". Fuck that, I lend someone money its always discussed when they giving it back, what time, what form etc. When that day and time has expired, Im definitely inquiring about money like umm, so ima need that ten i lent you last week. Same with clothing. If I let some borrow a shirt or an acceessory, they can have that shit. Because I would NEVER let someone hold or wear an item that I truly adore. And majority of the time when you lend out your clothes you always get it back with some permanent stain or rip, its stretched out, it smells, or you dont even see it again. Ya homegirl walking around with it on right in front of your face either because she had it so long that she forgot its yours or she just got you for your shit. Like damn, did I just get robbed?
And forget about it, my electronics, thats a definite no-no. My MacBook, my Ninteindo DS, both my PSP and PSP Go, or any other device that I cherish... no one is leaving my house with those. That shit gets lost or broken you cant even get mad at the person who you let borrow those things. You need to be mad at yourself for trusting that person. Question to the borrowers out there.... Why ya make people come hunt ya down for their shit??? You know you borrowed someones shit, you know a month has passed and you aint return their stuff. You ducking and hiding, hard to contact, walking down different blocks to avoid them, ignoring their calls and text. Ya know ya wrong. Just give the people back their shit. Or dont ask to borrow it. You aint got the money, you just lost your job, or you gotta by diapers well shit, let a nigga know. When you avoid it just makes you look shady. You ruin your borrowing priveleges and you might get fucked up because of it. It doesnt matter how small or big the loan was. Its princple. You borrow something, you return it. No one should have to look for you asking "WHERE"S MY SHIT!"
Wednesday, September 8, 2010
The Explanation. (My Light and Sweet Blog)
I cry 'cause you hurt too much.
I'm tight 'cause you dont listen too much.
I'm jealous 'cause you flirt too much.
I'm in your phone 'cause you lie too much.
I'm ready to fight 'cause I caught you too much.
I'm suspicious 'cause you with your homegirls too much.
I resent myself 'cause I forgave you too much.
I'm tired 'cause we argue too much.
I stay 'cause I love you too much.
I'm leaving 'cause I love me too much.
I'm tight 'cause you dont listen too much.
I'm jealous 'cause you flirt too much.
I'm in your phone 'cause you lie too much.
I'm ready to fight 'cause I caught you too much.
I'm suspicious 'cause you with your homegirls too much.
I resent myself 'cause I forgave you too much.
I'm tired 'cause we argue too much.
I stay 'cause I love you too much.
I'm leaving 'cause I love me too much.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
"If You Got Nine People Tight Over Your Blog, You're Saying Something Right." (Notes From The Author)
Tristan told me if I got nine people tight over my blog, I'm saying the right things. Well Tristan, you were right. Shout outs to you.
Ha! Lemme stop lying to ya'll. I'm not surprised. At all. I speak on topics that cause arguments. Not on purpose of course. These are just things that spark my interest. For those of you who don't know who I am, lemme tell you the things that I am NOT and we can continue on from there.
I ain't no therapist, and I'm not studying to be a therapist. As flattering as it sounds, don't call me Dr. Phil. I'm not an expert, I just write off my experiences and the experience of others. And no, I'm not some bitter single female trying to break up relationships. I don't do mass surveys, I'm not some lonely housewife, some girl at home bored and in need of attention, and I DONT know everything.
What I am,
A 21 year-old female who has years of experience in relationships. I also so happen to be that person that other people confide in about their problems (they could be male or female) and what I do is take my experiences and evaluate their experiences, put them together and then I convey a THEORY. And please, I speak to a lot of people. So don't read my blog and assume that it's in reference to you. As a matter of fact, lemme just say this one time...
I write for many reasons. I choose to share my thoughts with the public because I feel a few of you guys might learn something from what I write, gain a better understanding of a situation that may be similar to what i discuss, or just need to feel like "you ain't tripping" and that there are other people in the world who think just like you.
My words aren't gold. But I'm definitely bankable. I don't say it if I can't prove it. More than likely I've been-there-done-that or I know someone who's been there and done that.
I don't write my blogs for validation. You don't have to like what I write. Or agree with it. Or approve. These are my opinions, ideas, theories, and thoughts. If you are a frequent reader you already know this:
I curse in my blogs. Its my blog. And I will express myself however I want to. I can say fuck, bitch, shit, and dick because its MY BLOG. Its just my RAW way of saying how I feel. And besides, doesn't curse words make the read a little more...interesting? ;)
My blogs are general. Don't you think for one second that I sit at my MacBook and think about a certain person in my life and I decide to write a blog based on them. Because I don't have time for it. So relax. I like to believe that my blogs can relate to anyone, anybody, female or male, black or white.... Its a blog for everyone.
I don't purposely mean to be offensive. I just speak what a lot of people don't. Or I speak for those who don't know how to effectively say what they feel. I write for the hell of it. I have something to say, people need something to read. And thats just pretty much it. Im uncut and uncensored because... thats how life is. However, I often bite my tongue and maybe speak 15 percent of what I actually think. So my blog is the vault to my true feelings about certain subjects.
ANNNNNDD another THING,
If you read my blogs...
And you feel like your that homewrecking ass dude/chick...
Your that cheating partner...
You're that nice guy that everybody looks over...
You're that dumb bitch that puts her triflan man before her girls...
You're that person who be snooping thru their partners phone...
If you feel like my blogs apply to you, maybe its time you get your shit together and change all the things that are wrong in your life. Don't read my blogs for answers. Because you wont find them here.
And again, its ok to to not agree with me, and if you don't read my blog after this posting thats ok too. But I'ma still talk my shit. :).
For those of you who read my blogs, enjoy it, relate to it, and don't take the shit I say personal, I appreciate you for appreciating me.
"Take it how you want. A close mouth don't get fed."--- Jay-Z
Re-Posting of My First Blog... (In Case Some of You Forgot.)
My First Day of School. (And Hopefully My Last)
So... August 30, 2010 started the new beginning of my life. Those who know me well, know that this is my 3rd college and hopefully my last. I've finally discovered what I wanted to do with my life. Im going to be... a fashion merchandiser. Im currently enrolled at Wood Tobe-Coburn College. It's a private school in the heart of New York City. Here are some facts about this college:
It has a STRICT dresscode. Females have to wear slacks with a collared shirt, and if the shirt is not collared you MUST wear a blazer. Skirts and dresses are allowed no matter how hoochie it is...no jeans and sneakers allowed. At all.
They assign you a schedule. You don't pick it. They don't offer night or weekend classes.
It's expensive as hell. My mother and I both had to take out loans.
It's a College built for students just exiting High School. So I'm one of the oldest students in the school. We all have LOCKERS.
Even though everyday at school the hallways feel like a runway, and there's constant competition and pressure, I feel like I'm finally where I belong. :)
So in December 2011, I will finally have my degree.
:).
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