Who Is This Girl???

Sooo.. The past few days, my horoscope has been telling me to Network and that people love the new, wilder me since I’m “breaking out of my shell”. Never really thought I had much of a shell except for not letting people in but whatever. I completely go by what its been saying though. This has been a VERY interesting week. Spent time with people I don’t see often but fuxx with HEAVY. Met lots of cool people. Went some places. Had some drinks. Got some piercings.. etc etc. All without smudging my make-up… too much. (wink wink) ;-)

Neways… My bday is in a month (July 22nd.. mark your calendar!)!! Woot Woot!! With alil help from the road dawgs… I’m planning a lil pool party, cookout type thing. Hopefully I won’t remember that day but will have lots of pix to tell me the story. Info coming soon. Yeaaaa!! =)

Maybe 1 day ill post a NSFW pic of the new additions but until then… I’ll continue to flash people. LOL. (j/k but 4real)

& I’ve been slacking on my blogging but sometimes we all need a break from things in life. JUST KNOW… I’ll be back momentarily!!

Memorial Day Weekend Miami Recap

Ok… I’ll keep this short and sweet. No clubs. No Drama. No Arrests. No Fights. We did however have lots of fun and didn’t go home broke trying to stunt. Booooo!!! Fuxxin losers. lol. I also got to see some friends that I haven’t seen in years. That alone made my weekend worth while.

Food… Friends…. Alcohol… Stuck in an elevator… Laughing… Alcohol… Beach… Cat Nap… Food… Alcohol… Beach… Friends… Walking… Beach… Cat Nap… Alcohol… Food… Bye. LOL

Hospitalized!!!

OMFG!! I can’t believe this shit. After DYING to go back 2 Bubba Gump Shrimp Company, we go. So, Its already started off as a bad night when we couldn't find decent parking because of the Haitian Festival. Then the waiter kept forgetting parts of our order. I finish my shrimp and then realize that I don't feel so good. I’m thinking the shrimps didn't sit right and prepare 2 hit the bathroom when I get home. “Not So Much” *Borat voice* We walk towards Fat Tuesday’s and I think I’m gonna skip my drink. As we walk, my tongue and ears start itching. We all laugh and keep going. Then my head & waist starts to itch. Ok, now I’m not liking this. They turn around so say something and realize its much more serious… My face is now swelling up. 0_o oh shit! So my tongue is swelling around my tongue ring but not in an uncomfortable way. We ix-nay the Fat Tuesday’s and head to the car. Jeannette calls Lamar (Firefighter & Paramedic) and he says skip the EMS truck, give me some Benadryl and head to the closest hospital.
Since I was the driver, My privileges were suspended and Jea hops in and Naomi is on the P-Side giving directions. Michelle & Janiya are in the back watching me. At this point, my eyes are itching, arms and torso are broken out in hives. This shit is NOT cool. We’re haulin ass up i95 to Jackson North and don’t really care about getting pulled over. FINALLY… We make it there.

Me & Naomi jump out, I’m scratchin the FUXX outta my body and breathing like a morbidly obese man. She’s looking for my info and talking to the triage lady. After 2mins, Naomi tells the lady I cant breath & she notices me sitting with my head tilted back to open me passage way. (That nursing program really helped me. I was always the one on the other side. It was crazy to be the patient.) She jumps around the desk and brings me to the back to get my IV started. She says I should be very happy to have good friends because ,my minutes were limited and had I come in a little later, There may have been a very BAD outcome. While this is all happening, I still have my phone. Ppl have different ways of coping so whatever ppl do 2 make themselves comfortable and not panic is fine by me. So now we go to the ER bed area and EMS is in the way. She pushes his outta the way and people are telling her she cant bring me yet. She ignores them & starts going off cuz precious time is wasting. My airway is on the line & i; prefer not to have a breathing tube.
35 seconds after Naomi tells them my name, Nurse Anne comes in & starts pushing meds through my IV. I can feel it in my nose. WTF?? Naomi is texting my ex, calling my mom, answering all questions about me and trying to keep me from panicking. Some how, it is all working out. We hear a lady screaming bloody murder and 3screams later, we hear a baby cry. Congrats lady! lol. After a while, I’m dead ass tired and KNOCK OUT. They keep waking me up to do shit & ask shit. Phones are dying, Jea had to take Michelle and the baby home. My mom is hysterical. and im freezing my ass off. THEN… they make me put on that ugly ass gown with my ass hanging out… Good thing I had on my new Vickys undies. ;) I walk to the bathroom & my cheeks are showing, fuck it, im sick. LOL.
Time goes on, I go back to sleep. The nurse got scared because I looked like I was dead. Sorry lady, I sleep with my mouth and eyes open. LOL. (shut up, don’t comment) Somehow, someway our phones manage to keep a good enough charge until Jeannette comes back to pick us up. GREAT! 4;30am rolls around and they let me leave. I hit the bed & lights out. Got my meds today & feel like caca doo doo. BLAH! & now Im back to normal.. I guess. But apparently im now allergic to shellfish and iodine. –_____- even though I’ve been eating shellfish my whole damn life. Womp Womp!
Special thanks to the fast acting friends for getting me to a hospital in one piece and to Kimi for staying up & on call if she needed to hit it to NMB. Also to the people who checked on me as this whole ordeal was taking place. You never know when something is going to happen to yourself or a loved one so cherish life and live it up!!

Little Girl Lost…

Lost in translation. Lost in transition. Lost in transformation. Lost in love. Lost in reality. Lost in LaLa Land. Lost in a world unknown. Lost in a world unseen. Lost in progress. Lost in setbacks. Lost in herself. She’s just.. LOST.

 

Just looking for “The Way”. Not necessarily the easiest way, but the most efficient. Looks like there will be a lot of Trial & Error. But I’m my own GPS.. I’ll find my way.

Back Under Palm Trees

I’ve been back in FL for a month and for the 1st week I wasn’t able to sit still. I don’t really see that happening anytime soon either. 1st was Calle Ocho a couple hours after my flight landed. From there we went to SoBe for drinks but went to dinner & end up at the studio until like 3am. Then moving for the next few days. THEN Key West for the weekend. I’m not complaining at all but it all gets kind of hectic. And of course… I have footage!!!

Like to hear it, here it goes!!

Please disregard the pic that is up here lol. IDK how da hell that end up as the 1st pic smh.

 

Follow every one in this video!! LOL

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My Night With A Maniac

Some of u may sorta know this story since I was tweeting as it was happening. But in case you’re wondering how the hell it happened… Like to hear it, here it go…

In efforts of making that “Long Kiss Goodnight” a reality, I agree to go “walk and talk”. We haven’t been face to face since about Sept/Oct. He’s usually out of the country working. I’m on my own schedule. Etc. I mean, I already knew it was gonna be some bullshit since that’s the norm but whatever, It was worth a shot. Fast Forward.. Park the car. Pizza. Cross street. Beach. So I sit on the wall & start eating my pizza. I guess I wasn’t being affectionate because someone had their boxers all in a bunch. 

Honestly, I hold no punches when it comes 2 this person. We’ll call him.. SB. The amount of things we’ve gone through surpasses things I’ve ever imagined. And this is only in the 2years that we’ve been dealing with each other. So SB decides to ask a question. I didn’t want to answer. THATS where it all started. I don’t owe ANYONE ANY explanations. So he gets all angry and says if I walk away, its gonna be for good. Was that supposed to make me want to answer the question?? #FAIL. That was fuel to my fire.

So I’m walking towards the car but I continue past the parking lot, Onto East Sunrise Blvd. I stayed on the Eastbound side so he cant pull over. *Phone rings* IGNORE (repeat 5times). I stop halfway across the bridge and take a minute to look at the scenery. Finally, I answer the phone & agree to cross over. I get in the car and we begin driving. He starts talkin shit so i keep sayin let me out. Instead of going i95 N.. He decides to go south. “I hope whatever nigga just called u finna pick u up from Down South.. & by that I mean the Grove” Then he sayin 163rd… Then he tries 2b funny & say Biscayne & 79th (–_-) So I already have somebody lined up 2scoop.

We pull over off Hallandale & i say let me out @ the RaceTrack. I jump out & walk inside. Call my cousin. *phone rings, SB Calling* IGNORE (repeat 3times) He wants me 2get back in the car. I say no & if he wants to talk he needs to come 2the front of the store. “What u think imma beat u up or something??” No that’s besides the point, this shit aint on his time. No store, no talk. He comes & guess what… YUUUP, u guessed it.. I went OFF on that ass. So as I’m BLACKIN on his life, a car pulls up & they just wait & watch & laugh. At this point I didnt even care. SB says he was gonna take me 2 his ppl house so they can see me cuz they miss me. He gets teary eyed with his cry baby ass & FINALLY I tell him I’ll get in the car if I drive. *Making our way back to Lauderdale* Words are exchanged and we get to the house. We park & I have 3 dangerous, concerned people outside. They wait. We sit. Everything is under control. I get out. He drives off.

Guys, dudes, males, men whatever… need to figure out a better way to channel their emotions & feelings. Kidnapping your ex-girlfriend is NOT the best way to go about it. Especially if you’re not even supposed 2b driving!!

At no point did I fear for my life or safety. This ninja aint stupid. I was ok. It was just aggravating as hell… as usual. If I felt some type of way, i definitely would’ve been on the phone with BSO instead of Twitter. & No.. There hasn’t been any contact since that night.

And the moral of the story is…

If U Don’t Know, Now U Know You’re Gonna Miss (My Love) & I Aint Stressin Bout A Doggone Thing Cuz I Was True When I Gave U (My Love) If U Search U Will NEVER Find Another Love Like ( My Love). You’re Gonna Miss Me. I Aint Got Time While U Sit Around & Play With (My Love).

FIN

P.S. I might’ve 4got some parts but *shrugs* ya’ll get the picture. Lol

Take 'Em To Church...

Ok.. So I've never been a deeply religious person. Yes, I've been taught to pray & give my all to God but never a "Churchy" person. There's been times where I've gone to church weekly & times I've gone to "Homecoming" and others where I didn't go at all. I feel like although a Pastor may be able to help those who are lost and need a little guidance but I know God and he knows me. I pray every night. I pray over my meals. I pray at random times of the day. I Pray. Not just when things get bad. A lot of things have gone bad in my life and I don't get mad about it and lose faith. Sometimes I'm tempted to question Him but I know better than that.

So the real question is: why do people think they are better and act all "Holier Than Thou" because the sit in church and pretend to be so God-fearing and Holy? Anybody can pretend. Those people should be the 1st to know that He already knows about u. Faking the funk. Smh. I'm not here to tell anyone they are right or wrong but just keep it real. & don't say "At least I went to church on Easter" so! Did u learn anything? Does this mean you're' better than the people who stayed home? Not at all. I guess everyone has their own way of giving thanks and praising the Lord.

People get so wrapped up in tradition that they forget what the real meaning of things are. Most "Church" holidays are synonymous with food, new things, etc. Yea, most people participate & not everyone is in it for those reasons but maybe we should all take a step back and look at it for what it really is.

Just because u don't see someone in church every week doesn't mean they're bad. Doesn't mean they don't have a relationship with God. And honestly it doesn't matter what the next man thinks. *shrugs* neways... Enough of my random rambling & ranting.

Happy Easter