Hey Babes,
I work with true characters.
Some of the most colorful people you could imagine working with, from work-a-holics, to lackadaisical and everything in-between.
I've grown to love/hate these people and honestly, I will be glad to be parting ways soon and just having memory of the folks.
You know that show "The Office" well, this place is the opposite of that, but its still funny... Well maybe its right along the same lines as "The Office" just with Black people, LOL
What has been the most difficult thing to except working here is the fact that so many so- called adults act like spoiled little brats!
Some where down the line somebody told a few of them that in the real world, other people will cater to them and do whatever they want because their special... NOT!!!
Fuck off!!!
I see why a person would go "Postal" on their fellow co-workers.
I wasn't created to kiss ass, so who ever came up with the idea, i missed the memo:)

Hey Babes,
"You Can't Change Your Family"...
But, you don't have to like them, either!
Sometimes those around you that claim to love don't have your best interest at heart. Sometimes those around you hate you more then strangers and plot and wish disruption in your life.
It has always been hard for me to except the laws of love your family because I come from a hateful family on both sides. These people just can't wait for something bad or out of order to happen to you. These people relish in your failure. and Make mockery of the things you accomplish.
I love my family and Glad to have shared the few memories that were special, but like anyone else in your life that causes mayhem...
You have to let them go.
Create your own family of people that truly love and wish for nothing but the best in your life. People around to lend a helping hand when your down but also offer advise on how to make the situation better. People to congratulate you when great things are happening for you and encourage positivity always.
 

Hey Babes,
It's hard to grasp the fact that I'm getting older. I mean I don't feel any different now then I did five or even 10 years ago.
It's like my mind recognizes the age change and maturity in some aspects, but in others, there seems to be no surface change and this is where the my mind and body does not connect. I mean your only as old as you feel anyway, right???
I will be 25 this year...
25.
25 and this is really a big deal to me.

I was told at the age of 25 everything changes. From my body to the decisions I will make for the rest of my life. Funny how every choice that I make at any age will change my life.
I should feel older, I should feel wiser, more mature. I should think long term instead of short term. I am a Grown up
But!
Quite a few of the things I thought I would have and be doing at my age now, I am not. There are a few things that have happened that has made a difference but for the most part. I still feel like a kid.
By no means do I thing 25 is old, maybe five or six years ago and I would have said that. And since I do not have any children that makes a hell-of-a difference on life to me, for me. So I am just gonna enjoy the fact that I am a kid at heart.
That all of the myths that were fore-told to me deemed to not be true:)
And that as long as i am happy with the way my life has turned out thus far and will continue to make strides in the right direction for my future, then...
I 'm doing just fine

Hey Babes,
Its a new year and that means new beginnings for us all. I haven't written anything in so long and I really missed it too. This year i will be relocating to the great state of Texas :)
and i can't wait either. My boyfriend and I are finally going to be together. Five long roller coaster years and we can finally make it official.
I will miss this depressing place I call home, where dreams go to die; I want to live!
I want to wake up next to my man and smile in his face.
Experience new and exciting things.
Start living, really living like there is no tomorrow.
There comes a time in every one's life when you have no choice but to let go and let God. I don't have the option of staying here and continuing on the path that I have been living. The time has come for me to move on. I've learned all i could from these narrow minded drones. 
I think bigger, want more than whats been shown to me. I see beyond the glitter, beyond the ghetto fab life styles of my piers. 
2010 has brought a breath of fresh air, this year has awaken my inner illuminating light and I can't ignore it, its too bright.
So I am counting down the days until my departure, I am starting anew 
Texas, here we come!!!!
  

Hey Babes,
I just can not tolerate ignorance.
It does not matter if a person has lighter skin, medium skin, in between skin or dark skin. If a persons hair is long or short; natural or treated; good or bad, nothing will change the fact that YOU ARE BLACK!!!!
I'm just tired of us comparing and ridiculing each other about the stupidest things that we only seem to care about because if we really want to be honest about the whole issue... the WORLD still views you as BLACK no body cares that your great great great grandmother was Cherokee Indian ( Native American) or that some where down the line some body was white. Your still BLACK.
You can never escape that harsh reality that a lot of us try so hard at doing and guess what, never succeed, because Black is apart of you.
No you don't have to be the stereo types but be proud of who you are.
Stop assuming these ridiculous notions about various myths black people continue to hold on to and the myths continue to disprove it self time and time again.
Identity crisis root deep in Ethic communities because "White is Right" has been embedded in our minds from birth.
We have to recognize that possessing pulchritudinous (like this word) is possible regardless of hair texture or skin complexion or anything else that gives a false impression of what BEAUTY is.

Hey Babes,
"I got dudes throwing rings at me..."
Hilarious.
Why, because people actually think a lot of attention from guys makes them special. Any body that gives off the slightest form of interest and its like they think the world wants them. 
Doesn't it matter the type of person that wants to get to know you. Every one doesn't deserve your time and counting they're peek interest, would be insane.  I know I deserve better than some loser with out a job or education, with no legitimate reason to get either in his eyes.
That isn't always the scenario though, some one that doesn't except you for you or right away, wants to change you, isn't the ideal mate either.
Being a Social Lite, for me, is a thing of the past and when I was apart of the "night life", every guy that approached me was not worthy of my number. I was not flattered by the disrespect or "lines" that they used and I wasn't fond of "that guy" in the club.
I'd much rather talk to the one person, one person that has great conversation and could make me laugh. Or the one persistent type (LOL, inside joke) that keeps coming back for more subtle gestures of "I like you too".
Any body can like you, love you even, but I know that I just don't want any body I want and have that special ONE:)

Hey Babes,
Never has a man been this over whelming to me.
I'm captivated by his presence and intrigued by his smile. He has turned my life in-side out and brought it back again.
He has a power over me that i just can not explain.
I trust him with every essence of my being, yet, at times, I feel that its in vein.
How does it happen? Giving that much power to another person, allowing them inside of your secret places.
I'm consumed by his very being, embodying his words. His drive; His stubbornest; His lack of control.
Adornment for the qualities that I lack and he possesses.
He is more then my love, he is my best friend. 
 

Hey Babes,
Being black and acting black has proven to be two entirely different entities.
To be Black is, of course, having black parents or one black parent, politically correct, bi-racial. But, acting Black, has been typed as this "Keep it Ghetto" or "Real" mentality. "Don't abandon your roots" train of thought and its troubling to think that the HOOD is how one group of people are defined. 
I do not know if other people know this or not, but all Black people aren't from the "HOOD" a lot of us come from well educated, successful, two parent homes. Surreal Right!!
Although, we as a group of people possess most of the same ancestral genes, we are not the same, not even in the slightest of ways. We come from all walks of life and have our own unique stories to tell. Of course we share some of the same stories like racism and discrimination.
Its to bad that a majority over shadows those of us who really aren't anything like the stereotypical roles that are portrayed in movies, music videos and television. 
That in order for our youth to be reached we have to break up the English language, add some beats and a few four letter words, and now they understand. Not to mention it has to have "BLING BLING" to be appealing to the eye. 
I get upset when I am approached in a clothing store and the first thing the sales associate wants to show me is the loudest, gaudiest pieces as if they had a training session on how to sell to Blacks.
I could even understand it if I had on something the resembled the atrocious ensembles on display, but Never could you even categorize my style with that mess. 
Embracing the stereo types and accusing each other of not being "REAL" because of being able to articulate words or not sagging pants or rolling our necks and acting dumb when your really not, just continues to allow other ethnic groups to think they are superior to us. 
Words of wisdom, "WE ARE MORE THAN WE'VE BECOME"... Lets embrace and showcase our creativity, our passion, and our unique great traits that people tend to act like they can not see.   

 

Hey Babes,
 Sad, sometimes, the harshness of reality. But, indeed it is true women of a lower economic class produce an obscene amount of children. I just don't understand why in 2009, do people choose to be poor. By not going to school, by not breaking the generational curses that hold families, not wanting more for them selves, is the most backwards form of thinking that plagues communities. 
Excuses have been made time and time again for people like that but when will they be held accountable for their actions.
STOP HAVING BABIES THAT YOU CAN NOT AFFORD
Stop laying on your back and pick up a book. I am discussed by people like that.
I see it every day, young girls, 19 years of age with three children, different fathers. 24 years of age 5 children and none of them with either parent.The worst, most disgusting thing of all, is that Those people have relations with the same people and that makes their friends, now cousins and half brothers and sisters, its like inbreeding... Gross. Why?
The world will continue to be populated by morons and there is nothing any body can do about it.
Life it self, takes a person on a crazy, hard journey all on its own, it doesn't need any additional help from those that continue to make idiotic decisions.
But, no, its like they want their life to be hard and struggle for most of it, if not the rest of their life. Like having children is the "thing" to do, not if giving your all for some one else isn't ideal.   

Hey Babes,
I Absolutely Hate it when black people act so ignorant and oblivious to the facts.
We all do not have "Nappy" hair.
Yes. Two black people can make beautiful babies.
That your color makes you special.  
I have heard Black women talk about having biracial children just so they can come out with lighter skin and "Good Hair".  Black Men who purposely date outside of their race to produce "Good Haired" children. It is the saddest thing I have ever heard and seen in my life. Just because your black or of African decent doesn't guarantee naps and nots and dark skin. I find it difficult to except the fact that still, black people do not see their beauty. 
That your concern as a parent is as trivial as the grade of your child's hair. How F-ing stupid is that.
More and more children are being born with diseases and illnesses that effect the quality of the future. With aids rising, autism, cerebral palsy, down syndrome and the many more once rare cases of disease becoming common. Who FREAKING cares the type of hair your child has. 
   

Hey Babes,
Money.
It can buy just about anything.
 People have sold their very souls to have it, but character, is priceless.
Funny how people associate Money with Class. That "look at me" mentality.Status isn't everything and yet society treats it like that is the only thing that matters.
A person can have it all; cars, clothes, access to all the hot spots in the country, but how you are perceived and respected can never be bought. Others may tolerate the things you say and do, but they don't respect you. I look at those people as cowards because their only doing it for money or status anyway. 
A lot of uneducated and uncultured people have money. But, I guess still, because their house might be bigger, their car may cost more, that makes them better.
Wow, that's pretty sad.
Glad I don't think like that. Glad that I know it is beyond material possessions that make a person Classy or not.  
Class is more than money. It is respect for ones self and others, dignity and loyalty to what ever you believe to be right. The ability to be genuinely humble and noble. 

Hey Babes, 
By now, I should have realized your ways. I should understand that you are set in your ways.You do your best and at times, it doesn't seem like enough. You possess good intentions, but just because you mean well, doesn't make it right. 
I fight myself about this, our relationship, and I long for your approval.
I never got it.
Why is it, that no matter what I do, it is not good enough. 
Always wanting what you never had. Always under-appreciating what you were blessed with. 
Why do you believe because you are my mother, you can say whatever you want as if it is your right?
Continuously fighting this losing battle, that places you in a miserable state, and constantly blaming your children for what you did/did not become. 
I admire the woman you are and the wisdom that you pass on to us. I look at how you've held our little family together and nurture the off springs. 
If you let go of your anger and your hurt. Your frustration and anxiousness, we can began to repair our relationship, create a new, unbreakable bond, that provides us with the love, respect and appreciation that has never been apart of us. 
You were and still are a great mother. Never have we wanted nor needed for material things, but, I need you Mommy. To be there when things get tough. Offer advise instead of telling me what you want me to do. Understand that this is my life and I'm going to live it my way.
It is never to late for your dream to come true, but, it can only happen if you allow it to. I love you so much that it hurts. Since I have to except you for the person you are because you are my mother, than you should except us for who we are because we are your daughters. 

Hey Babe,
On the surface I can see why and how intellect is associated with College. A majority of the population would be deemed smarter because of higher education. I admit that my knowledge has increased because of becoming a career student and too, from moving out and having responsibility, seeing people for who they really were. My father would always say that it was better to know a little about a lot, then know nothing at all.
One thought that continues to circulate is that people do not acknowledge the fact that there are people on this planet that know there is more to this world than knowing quantum theories or studying Picasso and modern day artists. 
Having a narrow mind about people and placing yourself above others because they do not possess a degree, simply said, crazy!!
How fair is it to label those that have taken to the World unintelligent and some one else intelligent  because they can crack mathematical codes. Einstein could not even tie his shoes and this was excused because of his "geniusness". 
It will never matter how much a person retains, if you never experience life, what does it matter, really, what books you read and study?
Why can't "book smarts" and the term "street smarts" be combined and judged  together?
Survival, is what life ultimately is measured by. If a person was able to over come the many hurtles that are placed in the way, stand out and be above destruction. 
Extraordinary people  should be praised, but why should a select few be the ones to decide who these people are?

Hey Babes,
Pro- choice is where I stand on this subject because I believe that it is every women's right to decide what to do with their own bodies. No one should be able to make that type of decision for another human being.
However, I do not agree with the extreme on either end of the spectrum, weather one is having to many children that you can not afford and living off the system or one using abortion as a means of birth control with several notches on one's belt from the same lesson that one can't seem to learn from. 
And, interpretation can be a dangerous thing when people do not fully understand what one may have heard through another person and did not take the time to read or investigate the true meaning behind, let's just say, "SIN".
Why is it okay to sleep around with any Tom, Dick or Harry but it is not okay to abort a fetus that may not be wanted by either party and out of a ridiculous notion, religion or morals, one may decide to keep IT. The IT eventually becomes a child that may not be loved, cherished or even thought about beyond giving them up for adoption. Or, leaving them with a family member because one does not have time or "not together" enough to take care of a baby. 
I have said this before and I will continue to say that children do ASK to be here. It is not their fault that Tom, Dick or Harry didn't stick around. It is not their fault that you think you need to hold on to a piece of a man. It is not their fault that you don't Love yourself and feel like you need some one to love you. 
On the other hand, how selfish of you to have unprotected sex with that looser. How selfish of you to continue to run from your own mistakes. How selfish and heartless of you to see abortion as a just to a means. 
One is only half thinking in either situation. For those who have aborted a child, it my have been the most difficult decision to ever make and one may find them self reliving the horror over and over. Bring life into this world and not caring enough about them and letting them go, living with, in many cases, awful people who corrupt and destroy what little dreams that innocent child had (this isn't the case for lots of adopted children, but we all hear about the bad the system is and how children suffer everyday).
If you do not want a child, do not have a child. Abstain from sex if you have to. Use protection.

Hey Babes,
Why is it, that so many people, live above there means?
I just cant comprehend this train of thought. If you do not have it to spend then do not spend it. People don't even have a savings account, not to mention, barely having stable living conditions, but, you will go out and spend your last on material things to impress other people... how STUPID.
Then you go and exploit yourself by making pretentious statements about having "nothing but the best" , yet, you live with your mother or do not have a car or where you do happen to live, looks like a shack and is falling apart... how STUPID.
Followed by you having children and again "not having it to spend", buy them expensive clothes that mean nothing to them who's name is on there jeans, who's name is on there shirt or weather or not the diaper bag is designer or not... How GHETTO
You would spend your last on making your child look good but you will not spend your last on putting any money away for there college fund. 
You'd spend your last on making yourself look good but you will not spend your last on health insurance, healthy food, 401K or investing in your own future... How IMATURE.
Its called priorities and soooo many people seem to have them mixed up. 
Before you broadcast to the world how FLY you are take a look at your finances, a look at your home and your car... GET IT TOGETHER 

Hey Babes,
I can't quite grasp why or how others even began to say some of the things that seem to come out of their mouths and being entitled to an opinion is one thing.
My father would always say "think before you speak" and the older I get the more I've begun to realize that so many people don't do that. They just say what ever to whom ever with no regard for other people.
Speaking of ignorance, I work with a lot of simple minded people, who live in a box and believe that it is religion for every one else to do the same. (its about that time for me to move beyond this place) That being an individual is "Lame" in some ridiculous, distorted way. Constantly speaking their minds as if they were philosophers or something, its sickening and entertaining, all at the same time.
I HATE it...
The World would be a better place if we all thought more instead of saying anything that comes to mind.

Hey Babes,
One of the most irritating, nerve moving, can not stand things that I most hate is when a person talks about how much they've spent on something and clearly its a FAKE!!!!!
Or when a person tells you what some one else has said about you and that person nor the other person are even around you, not to mention hasn't been around you in so long how are they able to speak any ill will about you.
When people let the way some one else look at them bother them to the point they say something totally inappropriate, ending in them looking like the fool.
Acting like your a manager or a supervisor... Hello, your just a regular employee, you do not own the company and you are not the BOSS.
OOOHHHH, almost forgot, when people entertain ignorance. If you don't give it attention, trust me, it will go away.
When you try to make your opinion, Fact... It's not!
I Hate it when a less attractive human being has the "balls" to call some one else ugly, when it is obvious you are hideous.
When A fat girl thinks she's slim... All of that fat on your back and your shirt being sucked inside of the several roles along side your torsel is an indication that, guess what, your FAT.
When pretty girls Hate other pretty girls, that is so stupid and unnecessary, it is absolutely impossible for you to be the only pretty person so get over it and be happy that some one else is as beautiful.
I hate when people tell you what you thing, you are not in my head so you don't know what I think.
When gay men tell real women how to be a lady... HELLO your not a girl
When guys think that their getting over on you, not realising that you want the same thing!!!
I hate that kindness is constantly mistaken for a weakness, until you go off and put people in there place.
When people soon forget there humble beginnings... remember, I know you!!!


 

Hey babes,
I just wanted to let you that I love you and I didn't know how to tell you this. Actually, I struggled with the words and what they meant to me. 
I put you out of my mind for a while because I was so angry. Angry with you for leaving us and not really putting forth an effort to stay. Going through my rebellious stage and saying things that I didn't mean, only pushed you away, but why?
I was the child and you were the adult. You were suppose to know that I was only acting out, but you didn't. Instead you turned your back and sooner rather than later you faded out of our lives. That is when it became clear to me that you didn't want to be there. 
When things got hard for Mommy, you didn't even offer help. I never understood how a man could do such a thing.
You were supposed to be our Dad
You were supposed to protect us. 
You won't even call just to say hello. Not to even see if we are okay, nothing.
So I feel bad and I wish things were different and I hate that our lives are completely separate that you don,t even know that I'm in love with my guy and we're talking about marriage, or that I miss you...
Why didn't you come to me and ask me what was wrong or why?  
How could you just assume such unrealistic ideas' about me with out ever trying to get the truth?    
You probably will never get this and I probably will never know the answers to my many questions, questions that have altered my thoughts for so long and my ideas about marriage and what a family should. But what I do know is that I love you and I always will. I forgive you Daddy and I love you... Happy Birthday
 

Hey Babes,
Who are we?
Why do we continue to let society define us?
Allowing what has manifested in our bodies and souls for generations to continue to grow, rejecting our true selves and embodying falsehoods. Bias portrayals of who we really are, yet, we continue to accept it.
Even our black men ridicule and deny us, given the opportunity, once advancement of any kind has ac cured. Throwing it in our faces, as if we are not worthy of their graces.
Let downs and set backs but we push on. 
Deemed least desirable of an nationality of women yet we come in any shade, shape and style. 
Why do we compete? Instead of congratulating each other for over coming and succeeding, we turn our noses up and label one another.
"Not my sister, not my problem". But it is, anything that we do is our problem and until we can unify and began to break down these brick walls that divide us and allow for us to  judge and reject each other, can we began to see even a little progress. 
Why is it so hard to except "ME"?
Do "We Wear the Mask, that grins and lies..."? (Paul Laurence Dunbar)
Striving to be anything but Black.
Acceptance... Is the only way to continue this great journey that has been traveled for many years before and will continue on for generations to come.