So, I have a couple trips I want to go on in the near future, one being Houston, TX. I just need to get away from it all and relax. Milbrey says that we are going to the beach when I come, so that means my ass needs to be on some body's diet ASAPly. I talked to Chelle last week and she was telling me she did the master cleanse and lost 16 lbs in 10 days. Sheesh! I remember when I tried it last year I only lasted 4 days. I then had a break down at work when everyone around me was slamming and the only thing I had was lemon water? WTF? lol. Anyhow, I think I am in a better position to do it now, seeing that the only time I leave the house is for bible school and class. I do need to cleanse my body and I def need to lose some damned weight, so I plan to start tomorrow. Maybe I can even save some money! YAY!
This is the time that I need to be getting ready for my future. I am trying to improve my looks (i.e. the haircut & losing weight), buy I am also trying to improve my health and soul. I just need to get a exercise regimen along with some kind of community service act that will soften my heart. Spring is around the corner and I'll be damned if the stories I post in this blog are like the ones of spring's past. When I first started this blog in spring of '06, I was usually cooped up in my bedroom crying on beautiful ass afternoons blogging about how tragic my life was. Then last spring ('07) I was too damned busy and wrapped up in my life to even have the time/ energy to sit down and blog. I probably wrote no more than 5 entries last spring. This spring I want to have the me time to sit down and blog, but I also want to have something nice to blog about... or someone nice rather. Hopefully the things I am doing now to get ready for life will help me to have a great spring and a great future.
Friday, February 29, 2008
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Thinking...
Men are my weakness. Everyday I start to think about one of them that I wrote off in my past. Today it's Aby. I miss him. I always find time to miss them all. Maybe it's because I am alone now, so I have nothing better to do than sit around and ponder. I always wonder... "what could have been?" Too many questions gone unanswered. My life has become almost tragic. It's funny how much of my time is spent thinking about that past, but the smartest question I could ask myself is, "do they ever think about me? If they knew this blog existed, would they read it?" But, I wouldn't dare ask myself those questions in fear of what the answers that pop up in my head would be. Sometimes answering a question of yourself is much harder than asking the question.
Anywho, I got to thinking about Aby today and how he is worlds away. Not just physically, Aby is on a whole other level of life than where I am (as most of the incredible men I let pass me by are). He is a kid in many ways, but I sometimes wonder if I would have approached the situation differently, would it have turned out any different? Would I still be shit- faced and alone? Or would I be with a BIGGER BETTER man than my last? Would everybody look at us and wonder, "how the hell did that happen?" I wouldn't care, because no matter what people think or say, I would really care for him. I mean, I do really care for him. I haven't even seen him in over a year and I haven't talked to him in quite a while, but I wonder how I could get a hold of him now a days. It may be impossible. Or it could be just another one of those chances I will never get back.
I am trying to get back to the old me, you know, the me I was before Maize & Blue. I know I am reaching because that was 7 years ago, but I loved who I was. Back the if a man wasn't feeling me... wait a minute- I guess I never was one to take no for an answer, but I made the "no" work for me. If a man rejected me or didn't act the way I wanted him to, I moved on. I became a better woman so that they would look at me and see what they missed out on. These days it seems that I am just falling off more and more. So now, they look back and say, "Damn, I am glad I didn't fuck with her!" lol. With Ja, he ended up calling me my junior year trying to holler after he dogged me from the time we attended Kirk to day he graduated from Shaw. Now that was a fun situation. He made nothing out of his life, had a possible baby one the way (as if one were playing spades) and didn't know where he was headed, but yet expected me to STILL greet him with open arms? It never felt better to say, "nigga please!" It was the same feeling I had in 2001 when Charge It To The Game tried to humiliate me in the senior cafe. But then when I said, "I wouldn't be telling some bitch at Heights I'm going to prom with you because I am going with "Maize & Blue" (for the lack of better words, lol)" that killed him! I guess becoming a better woman and being with a better man always made me feel better, but I just haven't been able to pull that off these last couple of years.
Now, I am thinking about other ways of getting revenge. Scenario #1 Maize & Blue. I recently told Manida about the whole situation and if she were I, would she try to get back with him as revenge to the bitch he is with, you know- the bitch that "stole" him from me (by getting knocked up on purpose). Manida gave me the green light, but after I re-evaluated the situation, I didn't against. It's not worth losing myself over a nigga who is stuck with a bitch who could never and (even if she had the choice) would never love him the way that I did. He has to live with that.
Scenario # 2 revenge for some high school drama. So The Banana Bitch also know as ACID was one of my only friends from Kirk to Shaw. She was THE only person I let know the depth of my feelings for Charge It To The Game. To make the long story short, once he blew up our Senior year, she decided to go behind my back, turn him against me- fuck him, get knocked (though she had an abortion), etc. I.e. the end of our friendship. That who situation really ruined my senior year, it's a pivotal moment that really changed my life and I must admit I still carry some of the resentment with me to this day. To catch one up to speed, The Banana Bitch got knocked by another kid who we went to Shaw with. He has 3 other kids by 3 other chicks. What started out as a casual relationship, turned into the birth of a baby, which in the last couple weeks has now become a relationship. This is where it gets sticky... her new man aka baby daddy has started hitting me up regularly on myspace. We were never friends in real life, now he is showing certain interest. My question is, should I hook him in revenge? I WOULD SO LOVE TO. But, I guess it's not my style. Lucky for The Banana Bitch and her bastard, I don't get down like that. What she did to me, she will NEVER know... but in the end, I am a better woman because of it!
Anywho, I got to thinking about Aby today and how he is worlds away. Not just physically, Aby is on a whole other level of life than where I am (as most of the incredible men I let pass me by are). He is a kid in many ways, but I sometimes wonder if I would have approached the situation differently, would it have turned out any different? Would I still be shit- faced and alone? Or would I be with a BIGGER BETTER man than my last? Would everybody look at us and wonder, "how the hell did that happen?" I wouldn't care, because no matter what people think or say, I would really care for him. I mean, I do really care for him. I haven't even seen him in over a year and I haven't talked to him in quite a while, but I wonder how I could get a hold of him now a days. It may be impossible. Or it could be just another one of those chances I will never get back.
I am trying to get back to the old me, you know, the me I was before Maize & Blue. I know I am reaching because that was 7 years ago, but I loved who I was. Back the if a man wasn't feeling me... wait a minute- I guess I never was one to take no for an answer, but I made the "no" work for me. If a man rejected me or didn't act the way I wanted him to, I moved on. I became a better woman so that they would look at me and see what they missed out on. These days it seems that I am just falling off more and more. So now, they look back and say, "Damn, I am glad I didn't fuck with her!" lol. With Ja, he ended up calling me my junior year trying to holler after he dogged me from the time we attended Kirk to day he graduated from Shaw. Now that was a fun situation. He made nothing out of his life, had a possible baby one the way (as if one were playing spades) and didn't know where he was headed, but yet expected me to STILL greet him with open arms? It never felt better to say, "nigga please!" It was the same feeling I had in 2001 when Charge It To The Game tried to humiliate me in the senior cafe. But then when I said, "I wouldn't be telling some bitch at Heights I'm going to prom with you because I am going with "Maize & Blue" (for the lack of better words, lol)" that killed him! I guess becoming a better woman and being with a better man always made me feel better, but I just haven't been able to pull that off these last couple of years.
Now, I am thinking about other ways of getting revenge. Scenario #1 Maize & Blue. I recently told Manida about the whole situation and if she were I, would she try to get back with him as revenge to the bitch he is with, you know- the bitch that "stole" him from me (by getting knocked up on purpose). Manida gave me the green light, but after I re-evaluated the situation, I didn't against. It's not worth losing myself over a nigga who is stuck with a bitch who could never and (even if she had the choice) would never love him the way that I did. He has to live with that.
Scenario # 2 revenge for some high school drama. So The Banana Bitch also know as ACID was one of my only friends from Kirk to Shaw. She was THE only person I let know the depth of my feelings for Charge It To The Game. To make the long story short, once he blew up our Senior year, she decided to go behind my back, turn him against me- fuck him, get knocked (though she had an abortion), etc. I.e. the end of our friendship. That who situation really ruined my senior year, it's a pivotal moment that really changed my life and I must admit I still carry some of the resentment with me to this day. To catch one up to speed, The Banana Bitch got knocked by another kid who we went to Shaw with. He has 3 other kids by 3 other chicks. What started out as a casual relationship, turned into the birth of a baby, which in the last couple weeks has now become a relationship. This is where it gets sticky... her new man aka baby daddy has started hitting me up regularly on myspace. We were never friends in real life, now he is showing certain interest. My question is, should I hook him in revenge? I WOULD SO LOVE TO. But, I guess it's not my style. Lucky for The Banana Bitch and her bastard, I don't get down like that. What she did to me, she will NEVER know... but in the end, I am a better woman because of it!
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
THE American Dream
This is what it's all about. I guess we really don't know what is going on behind closed doors but Black love is happiness. In these latter days I have started to sway my initial feelings. I thought I would never date outside my race, but lately I am just so sick and tired of disappointment. But then, I see a picture like this and my heart melts; my heart is softened. There is nothing like seeing a strong Black man who is being held down by a strong Black woman. I really pray that Barack Obama wins this election and I also pray that my Barack comes along soon!
Monday, February 25, 2008
Esco Bar
I don't know why I've been thinking about him so much lately. For the past year it's been out of sight out of mind. It may have something to do with the fact that Maize & Blue has weazled his way back into my life. I can't call it, but something sure has resurrected my feelings about him. What could have happened? Shit, I may have never had a chance with Esco Bar in the first place but I wish I could truly know. I may not have pretty enough. I may not have been skinny enough. Shoot, I may not have been light skinned enough, who knows? And I guess what I am trying to ask is, will I ever know?
I stayed away from the football scene this year. I can count on one hand how many times I watched a game. I guess it had something to do with the emotional land mines I was afraid of coming across, but now it's off season and my heart is still on the verge of being blown to pieces. I didn't want to think about Maize & Blue, now I am. I didn't want to think about Charge It To The Game, now I am. I didn't want to think about Esco Bar, but here I am. Unavailable men is my weakness.
I really know how to choose them. I seem to fall for the greatest men; the ones that actually make it to the NFL, law students, small business owners, etc. It would be easier if they were all dogs, but that's not real. Some of them are sweet, many of them are accomplished and they all are SO damned good looking. Why can't I score? Maybe it's me. I have made TOO many mistakes and there are some moments I will never get back... moments I will regret for the rest of my life... and the one that is stealing an abundance of my thoughts is MLK weekend of 2006- tricky!?!? I'd say yes! I choose Polaris over him... never again!
All I can say is that I miss seeing his face, that was enough for me.
I stayed away from the football scene this year. I can count on one hand how many times I watched a game. I guess it had something to do with the emotional land mines I was afraid of coming across, but now it's off season and my heart is still on the verge of being blown to pieces. I didn't want to think about Maize & Blue, now I am. I didn't want to think about Charge It To The Game, now I am. I didn't want to think about Esco Bar, but here I am. Unavailable men is my weakness.
I really know how to choose them. I seem to fall for the greatest men; the ones that actually make it to the NFL, law students, small business owners, etc. It would be easier if they were all dogs, but that's not real. Some of them are sweet, many of them are accomplished and they all are SO damned good looking. Why can't I score? Maybe it's me. I have made TOO many mistakes and there are some moments I will never get back... moments I will regret for the rest of my life... and the one that is stealing an abundance of my thoughts is MLK weekend of 2006- tricky!?!? I'd say yes! I choose Polaris over him... never again!
All I can say is that I miss seeing his face, that was enough for me.
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Never Let Grass Grow Under Your Feet
Men, will tell you what you want to hear & us women let em think that we are buying it/
But each time the one we love tells us another lie, we seem to die a bit.
And at some point we become so damned cold and our feelings are nonexistent.
Then male friends look @ us as "1 of the boys" & talk unedited in front of us because we seem resistant
But the truth is, we still are women, but we are just a different breed.
We stopped judging books by the cover and we take the time to read
Because a pretty man pretty much is full of shit and we already know the deal
Even when he is telling us lie, all we hear coming out of his mouth is the real
No more praying that WE CAN CHANGE him, no more feeling like an ass
because we won't stand there long for there to be any grass
Growing under our feet, we don't waste time, we keep it moving.
No matter how sad we've been we make sure we focus on the goals we're pursuing
Because there was a time when I use to stand still and wish someone would stand still with me
But he ran after his dreams and fulFILLed them while I was left empty-
Handed, but Yahweh granted my wish and gave me a second chance
He took me off the wall and made me get out on the floor and dance
No more setting up shop, no more letting the grass grow
In order to see those snakes wondering round the lawn we gotta keep that grass low
And this is more than me coming home drunk in the middle of the night and attempting to get poetic
This is advice Miss Val gave to me last year from a motherly perspective
If a 46 year old woman who has seen it all gives me a word- though I am half her age- I am wise enough to take heed
2007 was the last year I ever let grass grow under my feet
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Insomnia
For some reason, I just can not sleep. I don't know what's missing in my life or what I have too much of, but something is wrong.
I don't have much to say today. Things in life are going along pretty steadily and I don't have any cause for complaints. For some reason, school is hard as ever and I am starting to realize that I shouldn't have taken such a long break. My commitment to school is horrible right now. I don't want to read a thing because I can hardly see and I don't have insurance right now so I can't even get glasses. I just need some motivation.
I don't have much to say today. Things in life are going along pretty steadily and I don't have any cause for complaints. For some reason, school is hard as ever and I am starting to realize that I shouldn't have taken such a long break. My commitment to school is horrible right now. I don't want to read a thing because I can hardly see and I don't have insurance right now so I can't even get glasses. I just need some motivation.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Cast Down, but Not Destroyed
HUMBLE, sometimes it's hard. I am trying very hard to become a better person. The more I try, the more I realize how fake my life was before. Chasing niggas who would not give me a chance. Hanging around chicks who really didn't have any love for me. Being true to my family because "blood is thicker than water" but somehow in the midst of everything my family did me dirty (Kim & Nikki). I am done with that portion of my life.
I am trying to love hard. I want to be the lover I have always been, the kind that will give all of me. I am not talking about sex. I am talking about being a lover. A lover to my family, a lover to my friends, a lover to myself.
I was down on myself for a long time because I really didn't know who I was. I am thankful that Yahweh has finally brought me to the point where the old me is gone but the new me is better than ever.
I am doing what I have to do now, so that my life will be the best it can be in the future. I just want it to be better for my kids. I don't want my kids to blame me. I don't want my kids to question how much I love them--or if I love them at all. I want my kids to look back and be able to recognize all I did for them, all my sacrifices and all my pain. I don't want them to worship me for it, I don't want them to show me thanks or to think they owe me anything, I just want them to do the same if not better for their kids. I lived a large portion of my life in uncertainty and I am sick of it. I want stability. I want to come home to someone. I want someone to talk to. I have a lot to get off my chest and I mean A LOT!!! I am kind of feeling that if I don't get this shit out of my system- it might destroy me...
I am trying to love hard. I want to be the lover I have always been, the kind that will give all of me. I am not talking about sex. I am talking about being a lover. A lover to my family, a lover to my friends, a lover to myself.
I was down on myself for a long time because I really didn't know who I was. I am thankful that Yahweh has finally brought me to the point where the old me is gone but the new me is better than ever.
I am doing what I have to do now, so that my life will be the best it can be in the future. I just want it to be better for my kids. I don't want my kids to blame me. I don't want my kids to question how much I love them--or if I love them at all. I want my kids to look back and be able to recognize all I did for them, all my sacrifices and all my pain. I don't want them to worship me for it, I don't want them to show me thanks or to think they owe me anything, I just want them to do the same if not better for their kids. I lived a large portion of my life in uncertainty and I am sick of it. I want stability. I want to come home to someone. I want someone to talk to. I have a lot to get off my chest and I mean A LOT!!! I am kind of feeling that if I don't get this shit out of my system- it might destroy me...
Friday, February 08, 2008
Appreciation
I was talking to my Boogie today who is WORLDS away right now. It made me think about how we first met (the circumstances were a little rocky), and how far we have come. I had a lot of opinions about her that I never shared, but today I realized- that she is a real cool person. I guess that is not what I really mean, I more mean- she is a real cool person to have in my life. I am not interested in mending broken friendships or creating new ones. I just want to focus on making the relationships I have with people NOW more real. I can not wait for Mrs. Dials to move back from the states from France because I plan on being a better friends!
I got to talk to a lot of my people today. B. Smith came to visit the new apartment this morning, then Dutch asked me out to eat. We tried to get chicken & waffles @ Linden Cafe' but those mo fos wouldn't let us in, lol. Somewhere in it all Q. showed up too. So instead, we went to Eddie George's, then to Cold Stone and ultimately to Drexel to see Cloverfield. All I can say is it was good times. I love these kind of unexpected days. Were lunch turns into an affair. I love Dutch and Q. so much. Having acquaintances like them is a breath of fresh air, especially days like these when I feel the weight of the world on my shoulders...
I am just learning to appreciate the little things in life more. This is what life is all about. Sometimes you can get SO wrapped up in the trivial bullshit that you miss the BIG picture!
Today is the day that I completely finished unpacking. I went through my junk trunk- you know, that trunk with all the shit in it that you don't want to throw away, but you have no idea what to do with it...
extension cords
old cell phones
old house phones
CDs
birthday/ valentine's day cards
love letters
magazines with Kanye West on the front (come on- everyone has those right?)
artwork from Mr Culiver's 6th grade art class
etc.
I started reading this old letter Maize & Blue sent me when I was living in the dorms. It was a letter he sent after he aparently proposed to me? Which, I don't remember to well. It's just funny to see how much things change over the years. It's funny to see it written down in front of me (NOT typed). I think it makes the lies even more catostrophic. But life is what you make it.
He's with her now and I am with him now. Life goes on.
I am just grateful about how far Yahweh has brought me. I am so in love with the gospel and I am so in love with the life he has given me. I am appreciative for the people he has brought into my life and I am more appreciative for the people he has kept in my life. There is a time and place for everything. Everything has an expiration date- including relationships/ friendships. My only prayer is that Yahweh doesn't let these friends I have expire or this relationship I have either. If he does, I will still appreciate the plan he has made for me.
I got to talk to a lot of my people today. B. Smith came to visit the new apartment this morning, then Dutch asked me out to eat. We tried to get chicken & waffles @ Linden Cafe' but those mo fos wouldn't let us in, lol. Somewhere in it all Q. showed up too. So instead, we went to Eddie George's, then to Cold Stone and ultimately to Drexel to see Cloverfield. All I can say is it was good times. I love these kind of unexpected days. Were lunch turns into an affair. I love Dutch and Q. so much. Having acquaintances like them is a breath of fresh air, especially days like these when I feel the weight of the world on my shoulders...
I am just learning to appreciate the little things in life more. This is what life is all about. Sometimes you can get SO wrapped up in the trivial bullshit that you miss the BIG picture!
Today is the day that I completely finished unpacking. I went through my junk trunk- you know, that trunk with all the shit in it that you don't want to throw away, but you have no idea what to do with it...
extension cords
old cell phones
old house phones
CDs
birthday/ valentine's day cards
love letters
magazines with Kanye West on the front (come on- everyone has those right?)
artwork from Mr Culiver's 6th grade art class
etc.
I started reading this old letter Maize & Blue sent me when I was living in the dorms. It was a letter he sent after he aparently proposed to me? Which, I don't remember to well. It's just funny to see how much things change over the years. It's funny to see it written down in front of me (NOT typed). I think it makes the lies even more catostrophic. But life is what you make it.
He's with her now and I am with him now. Life goes on.
I am just grateful about how far Yahweh has brought me. I am so in love with the gospel and I am so in love with the life he has given me. I am appreciative for the people he has brought into my life and I am more appreciative for the people he has kept in my life. There is a time and place for everything. Everything has an expiration date- including relationships/ friendships. My only prayer is that Yahweh doesn't let these friends I have expire or this relationship I have either. If he does, I will still appreciate the plan he has made for me.
Thursday, February 07, 2008
Oh Saint Valentines
I am trying to figure out what the hay to get Daniel for Valentine's Day. I guess it will come to me, but I did find another card with chemists on the front! I keep out doing myself. I am pretty sure I am going to keep it simple this year. I may just back his fav MACADAMIAN nut cookies and over night them to him. I got my parents, Elise & Emeri card with gift cards so they can go out to dinner. I don't know what I am going to send to my little Thanum??? I want to get Erin this cute ass Buckeye jewelry we saw during Gallery Hop in some boutique on High St. but it's going to be a bitch finding WHICH store it was. I got Derrick a cute card that sing "Who Let The Dawgs Out," seeing that he is THE official Browns fan, I am sure he will like it (hope his wife doesn't mind). Got Ro a card and Polaris as well. I got Howard a card too- I am thinking about gettin him the "Mo Money Mo Bitches" shit from Urban Outfitters- but I have to see what my cash is looking like.
Every year I plan to send more and more gifts to people on Valentine's. It's funny that I somehow end up alone and giftless, but atleast I know the people I l ove the most weren't empty handed. It amazing to find out how many people never get gifts... thats inclusive to Valentine's, X-Mas and birthdays. I think that is total bullshit. I remember I got Big Time a shredder and The Coldest Winter ever for father's day last year. He said that was his first time ever recieving a father's day gift (his daughter is 9). Looking back, I wish I hadn't wasted my damned money on his, but at the time- it was the right thing to do. He is someone I care about- and for some reason (unbeknowst to me now) I thought he cared about me too.
Anywho- it's been a wreck finding out people's addresses on the sly without them expecting anything. There are actually a couple guys I wouldn't mind sending a card, but I can't bring myself to ask them for their info. It's funny how easy it is for me to go from a nice girl to a stalker in somebody's eyes. It's like, you ask one wrong question- and you become the official stalkers. You can't say, "hey, I don't want to stalk you, I just wanted to send you a card!" They'll never believe that.
I don't know how things are going to turn out a week from today. I may end up here on the couch sipping wine watching the fire alone, or cupid might shoot me AND I'M BACK! (get it? Fergie?)
Every year I plan to send more and more gifts to people on Valentine's. It's funny that I somehow end up alone and giftless, but atleast I know the people I l ove the most weren't empty handed. It amazing to find out how many people never get gifts... thats inclusive to Valentine's, X-Mas and birthdays. I think that is total bullshit. I remember I got Big Time a shredder and The Coldest Winter ever for father's day last year. He said that was his first time ever recieving a father's day gift (his daughter is 9). Looking back, I wish I hadn't wasted my damned money on his, but at the time- it was the right thing to do. He is someone I care about- and for some reason (unbeknowst to me now) I thought he cared about me too.
Anywho- it's been a wreck finding out people's addresses on the sly without them expecting anything. There are actually a couple guys I wouldn't mind sending a card, but I can't bring myself to ask them for their info. It's funny how easy it is for me to go from a nice girl to a stalker in somebody's eyes. It's like, you ask one wrong question- and you become the official stalkers. You can't say, "hey, I don't want to stalk you, I just wanted to send you a card!" They'll never believe that.
I don't know how things are going to turn out a week from today. I may end up here on the couch sipping wine watching the fire alone, or cupid might shoot me AND I'M BACK! (get it? Fergie?)
Saturday, February 02, 2008
I Call A Spade A Spade, PERIOD!
SAY IT AIN'T SO! Nah, it is so- it was ALL a lie as I suspected. Maize & Blue is not married, it's all a front for the public. It's funny how much people will go through in order to make the outside of their house look pretty. Get a new roof, cut the grass, paint the shutters, trim the hedges... but inside their house it's all falling apart. The same can be of people. People do so much to appear normal, or to pretend that they're something they are not. He told me that he said he is married on his profile to satisfy someone else. Is that the satisfaction- everyone thinking you have something you don't? The funny thing is, there aren't enough newspaper articles, or NFL profiles that could claim you are his wife- when the fact remains, it's all a lie.
I sometimes think, what going to happen when it is "official"? The fact will still remain, that his heart isn't there. Now THIS is a memorial, something that will never change; his heart is with me.
I was talking to my girl last night about somethings. I asked her if I should call Maize & Blue and wish him well concerning tomorrow's Super Bowl, and she told me what I needed to hear, "NO!" I did make the call against my better judgement. When I talked to my other friend Sala this morning, she told me that the call was ok. She said that it was closure. I expressed how I am over the relationship- but I just hate the fact that this bitch is reaping all the benefits, while she has always been nothing more than a jump- off. How convienent for her to get pregnant less that a month before her get signed. CO-INK-A-DINK? I think not! Sala just mentioned that he can't be THAT stupid to think that old-girl is real! I guess I'll never know.
I sometimes think, what going to happen when it is "official"? The fact will still remain, that his heart isn't there. Now THIS is a memorial, something that will never change; his heart is with me.
I was talking to my girl last night about somethings. I asked her if I should call Maize & Blue and wish him well concerning tomorrow's Super Bowl, and she told me what I needed to hear, "NO!" I did make the call against my better judgement. When I talked to my other friend Sala this morning, she told me that the call was ok. She said that it was closure. I expressed how I am over the relationship- but I just hate the fact that this bitch is reaping all the benefits, while she has always been nothing more than a jump- off. How convienent for her to get pregnant less that a month before her get signed. CO-INK-A-DINK? I think not! Sala just mentioned that he can't be THAT stupid to think that old-girl is real! I guess I'll never know.
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