Saturday, June 30, 2007

I HATE the stoopid "remember me" thing

WTF is the point if it never works? Everytime I come on, I have to put my information in anyway.


Wednesday, June 27, 2007

An Apple A Day

Keeps the doctor away, but how do I stay away from the dentist?

I have an abcessed tooth. great huh?

What sucks is that I have spent like $2,000 on this same tooth over the past couple years. Okay, okay, fine, if I had got that crown after my root canal 2 years abo, maybe we wont be having this discussion, but hell, its my blog, I can whine all I want.

So I'm about to have 27 teeth ( I had one wisdom pulled already and the others have refused to show face. I figure they fear the same fate). I'm considering getting an implant, but that one na another gbese. We'll see what my mouth looks like after this tooth is gone tomorrow. If I feel uncute, I guess I shall have to spend the moneyon the implant.

And of course my dumb ass agreed to take 2 15 year olds around DC tomorrow, knowing I'm having dental work done. And I would say I'd beat their asses if they are bad, but they are bigger than me. This life isnt fair.

In other news, I decided that this borederline skinny steez isn't working for me and I want my abs of steel back. So I'm going to start working out .... again. We'll see how long it lasts this time.

As usual, I took a nap this evening, so I'm not going to be able to sleep. Boo naps.

Partaaaay Saturday. Nothing whatsoever to wear. I haven't bought anything sexy in a while, grad school spoiled me. Spent a year going out partying in the clothes I rolled out of bed and wore to class, and I didn't even look strange. Hell, the first party I went to when I got back here, I got the worst leg cramps the next day from not having worn heels in so long. Work should be fun. I can go back to playing dress-up. School made me lazy.

This one I'm planning to da-bubble on saturday, I better start praying that my face doesn't look anything like it did when I got the other tooth pulled. LOL. It was my senior year in college and I had midterms so I couldn't hide out. I just rocked a hoodie and went to class. When people were brave enough to pick their jaws up and ask what happened, I told them "My boyfriend is trying to make me a better person"

Reactions? Priceless.

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Life is Short

And there is no point wasting it being scared.


Dirt be-gone!!!

I don't know what it is about home that has my filthy mind de-filth ( or what it was about school that made me this agro-fied teenager) but sanity has returned.

My inner whore is quiet for now. No more temptation to do freaky shit with people I barely know outside of the random conversation. Lol. Life is hilarious. I can laugh now about waking up at 4am and having, not choosing, having to delete his number after a particularly steamy dream and being ooh so grateful, 12 hours later, while texting Ineka when I wanted to act on it and the only reason I could'nt was that I didnt have his number. I'm still curious, but the lucky recipient of my attentions has changed *grin*

Funnier were conversations with ghanaboy, going through the lists of the guys I know and who would be best fir for "the job".

And now, all I want is attention. Michigan, I wanted tenderness, school I wanted something very physical, now I just want attention. I don't need you to ever touch me, I just want my phone ringing and to catch your surreptitious glances in public places and to flirt like everyones watching. So far, its been good, I just wish the guys were really worth the coquettish smiles and the innuendo.

I wonder what the tone for Jersey will be. Will it be another soul searching Michigan? Or more misbehavior? We'll see.

For right now, I need a bed and I can't believe I am basing my descision on wether to get a full sized bed or a Queen on the possibility that I may have someone sleep over occasionally and I'd rather not be squished.

Actually, squishing isn't all bad.

Eh, I cant decide. I just need a damn bed.

Thursday, June 21, 2007

E be like say some of you actually believe I'm 18.

*dies laughing*

18 was a loooooooong time ago.

Monday, June 18, 2007

18 till I die

... its my 18th birthday today.

Yup, yup, I'm a child prodigy. 2 degrees and a couple years of work experience all before my 18th birthday.

Thats my story and I'm sticking to it.


Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Back to our regularly scheduled programming

Even scarier to me that people reading what I write about them is self censorship. I would feel jailed (like I did when I tried it before) if I felt like I had to hide my thoughts or not say certain things for fear they be seen or misunderstood.

Its inevitable that my thoughts will be misunderstood simply because I don't post them here in a bid to make them clear to the reader. They are mine, I'm just feeding my inner exhibitionist by putting them on the internet.

That being said, I'm out of here!!!

gosh adulthood sucks ass!! I havent got my first paycheck yet, and Im poor already!! Worrahell?
Then I gotta go give some dentist like $3,500 of my money, because I was too poor/too lazy to deal with it before? And of course, now I am off daddy's payroll, the expenses rear their ugle heads *rollseyes*

Its all good. As my aunt said yesterday, "Welcome to adulthood."


Monday, June 04, 2007

Stupid, Stupid, Stupid

I've been sitting home all day thinking about him. He has inhabited every waking (and sleeping) thought today. Every. Last. One.

I'm not ready for this. This was supposed to be safe. The sheer impossibility of it all was supposed to save me from listening to music that reminds me of him, reading the book he recommended and seeing him in each character, from sitting here scared to go to Collegetown for fear I'd run into him, from talking to mutual friends and censoring myself for fear that something I say may be misconstrued as a "come-hither". From the knowledge that all he has to do is say the word, and I am his.

Its this damn book. There is no logical explanation.

Why do I have to be so impossibly female? Hopefully, this is all just the product of an unoccupied mind on a lazy sunday, and I'll be fine tomorrow. If not, i have to get out of this town now before I do something stupid.

Friday, June 01, 2007


So they messed around and gave me another degree.

Who woulda thunk it?