so wednesday, i updated my status on twitter saying that "I'm going to olive garden; i hope i don't get bluffed". then once i finalized my plans i said "I'm going to olive garden. yay !".
the next day.
imani: how'd your date go ?
jamila: whoa. how did you know i had a date ?
imani: twitter.
CREEPER ! lmao. i laughed for about 3 minutes when i realized that people actually read your updates and process that info in their mind about your daily activities. haha. that's why my updates are locked !
Saturday, May 30, 2009
just a thought :)
i know that there is something amazing waiting for me.
when i wake up in the morning i know that if nothing else, I HAVE FAITH.
...which is more than most people can say.
i truly believe that what doesn't kill you will make you cry
...and eventually you'll become a stronger person for it :)
when i wake up in the morning i know that if nothing else, I HAVE FAITH.
...which is more than most people can say.
i truly believe that what doesn't kill you will make you cry
...and eventually you'll become a stronger person for it :)
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
houstatlan...to be continued.
i finally have one more city/state to add to my list of travels...H O U S T O N !
i spent memorial day weekend in houston, tx with my best friends from spelman Lauren and Shetoi (we missed you taara ! lol) and had a blast. the weather was beautiful beautiful beautiful. sunshine and clear blue skies for the most part. 90 degree weather. no row houses ? live palm trees like on the movies about florida. lol. long 45 minute drives on the highway to get from the northside to the southside...wow. [and i complain about eastside to westside ?] road trip to austin, tx for UT Austin's graduation with grandma and john henry. lol. friendliest people ever. adventurous girls from the H-town. sambuca where they don't card which equalled apple martinis with ciroc all around and my favorite--amaretto sours =D butterfly lounge. 2 a.m. let out. streets flooded with people like new york city. slabs aka tricked out candy apple green cars. lol. after party at shell...yes the gas station. police raid. fastest clear out of the century. babysitting. shopping. church. eating. and more eating. law and order marathons. csi:ny marathon. tv and more tv. sleeping and more sleeping. laughing and more laughing. swimming but not really. movies. houston.
i will never as long as i live forget those 5 days where i entered a new time zone and a whole new world. something completely brand new to me and i loved it. i shall return very very very soon. next up...cali ? lol.
Labels:
fun,
houston,
memorial weekend,
sunshine
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
black + talented = single ?
"It's hard to find a woman when you're talented and black" - Drake
I think this applies to both males and females. black men that are talented and successful are considered a rare breed. the media portrays them as black gods and our community is forced to idolize these actors, basketball players, lawyers, football players, rappers, singers, and doctors because there is no one else. so these men begin to think that every person that admires them socially or romantically is after their precious gold. because in the eyes of a gold digger , nothing is more precious than their money.
gold diggers - the women that make all talented black men speculate and abuse their relationships with women.
Now women are different. most black women that are talented and successful have problems finding a strong black man that doesn't mind making less money that his partner. why is that ? the male ego is very delicate and needs to be stroked like a purring kitten in order to avoid disputes. but most successful black women are not willing to stroke the male ego or mask their accomplishments in order to find a husband. so they remain single.
so why don't the talented and successful black men just marry the talented and successful black women ? well there aren't enough of each sex to couple everyone and most of the time they won't like each other. plus , if all of the less successful people marry each other then the world would continue to produce a severe upper class and a severe lower class. sucks right ?
I think this applies to both males and females. black men that are talented and successful are considered a rare breed. the media portrays them as black gods and our community is forced to idolize these actors, basketball players, lawyers, football players, rappers, singers, and doctors because there is no one else. so these men begin to think that every person that admires them socially or romantically is after their precious gold. because in the eyes of a gold digger , nothing is more precious than their money.
gold diggers - the women that make all talented black men speculate and abuse their relationships with women.
Now women are different. most black women that are talented and successful have problems finding a strong black man that doesn't mind making less money that his partner. why is that ? the male ego is very delicate and needs to be stroked like a purring kitten in order to avoid disputes. but most successful black women are not willing to stroke the male ego or mask their accomplishments in order to find a husband. so they remain single.
so why don't the talented and successful black men just marry the talented and successful black women ? well there aren't enough of each sex to couple everyone and most of the time they won't like each other. plus , if all of the less successful people marry each other then the world would continue to produce a severe upper class and a severe lower class. sucks right ?
Labels:
gold diggers,
sex,
the black problem
Monday, May 18, 2009
back to my baltimore ways ?
. . .or maybe they never left.
i thought that when i came home , i would be the same positive , fun-loving , care-free , goofy person that i was in atlanta. i mean , i never really changed all that much right ?
but when i am home. when i am in this place , i feel trapped. i feel like i'm having an internal struggle with my alter ego. i don't know what i want or who i want it from. i don't know where i wanna be or who i wanna be with. wth.
when i come home, i feel a transformation kick in. i feel the need to mean mug females and talk about their trashy prom dresses or their childish dressing habits. i feel the need to be mean to people. i feel the need to be standoffish because i don't want to be taken advantage of. i feel like i am falling back into my baltimore ways. not to say it's my city's fault that i can be a real bxtch sometimes but there's definitely something about home that makes me scream anger--even if there's no one there =/
i thought that when i came home , i would be the same positive , fun-loving , care-free , goofy person that i was in atlanta. i mean , i never really changed all that much right ?
but when i am home. when i am in this place , i feel trapped. i feel like i'm having an internal struggle with my alter ego. i don't know what i want or who i want it from. i don't know where i wanna be or who i wanna be with. wth.
when i come home, i feel a transformation kick in. i feel the need to mean mug females and talk about their trashy prom dresses or their childish dressing habits. i feel the need to be mean to people. i feel the need to be standoffish because i don't want to be taken advantage of. i feel like i am falling back into my baltimore ways. not to say it's my city's fault that i can be a real bxtch sometimes but there's definitely something about home that makes me scream anger--even if there's no one there =/
Sunday, May 17, 2009
three ring circus. lmao.
so last night after dreading sitting in the house on my first saturday night back home , I begged for something to do and harassed stan and marvin into going out to eat and chillin--since that's what we intended to do at some point anyway. over christmas break we all went ice skating and out to eat and it was like a family affair. all was well. so we decided to make it a regular thing. however last night was far from family time and awkward as all turtles. lol.
basically , there was an unwanted and unappreciated vermin lurking in the shadows. so me , kristen , and imani were forced to break bread with someone we haven't liked since middle school. lol. but i wanted to do it anyway because i love stan and marv. long story short , it was very uncomfortable and segregated to say the least. lol.
but here's the punch line.
we met up at the restaurant. they were already there. to begin the awkward evening , we came in the revolving door in a less than wavy way. lmao. kristen and imani decide that all three of us can fit in the portal and spin into the restaurant. WRONG ! therefore we ended up getting stuck in the revolving door together , stumbling over each other's feet and then getting spat out into the restaurant like ringling brothers & barnum and bailey while people stared at us in disgust including the members of our own party. how embarrassing ! but all we could do was laugh at my soaked jeans and feet , our puffy, weathered wraps and our sweaty faces. FML.
basically , there was an unwanted and unappreciated vermin lurking in the shadows. so me , kristen , and imani were forced to break bread with someone we haven't liked since middle school. lol. but i wanted to do it anyway because i love stan and marv. long story short , it was very uncomfortable and segregated to say the least. lol.
but here's the punch line.
we met up at the restaurant. they were already there. to begin the awkward evening , we came in the revolving door in a less than wavy way. lmao. kristen and imani decide that all three of us can fit in the portal and spin into the restaurant. WRONG ! therefore we ended up getting stuck in the revolving door together , stumbling over each other's feet and then getting spat out into the restaurant like ringling brothers & barnum and bailey while people stared at us in disgust including the members of our own party. how embarrassing ! but all we could do was laugh at my soaked jeans and feet , our puffy, weathered wraps and our sweaty faces. FML.
Labels:
coonery,
FML,
ringling brothers
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
define sex.
soooo i just talked about how i was having [writer's block] . . .
"then it came to me like an epiphany" -Chrisette Michele
define sex. one of the most grueling and awkward topics one will ever encounter or discuss. something so painfully embarrassing like falling down a flight of stairs at graduation and painfully real like having a baby before you can graduate from high school. whether it be for pleasure or purpose , sex is something that we deny the respect of decent conversation or consideration and push to the side along with our vaginas. such a participatory act that creates and dissipates so many emotions within a short period of time. it's deeper than most people can actually feel whether they feel like it's already as deep as it can go or not. (sexual pun intended) define deep.
girls give it away freely with little thought or anticipation and guys do the same with NO thought or anticipation. i hate to be biased but based on what I've seen it's true. we live in a world where the more sex you have, regardless of who it's with , the more of a man you probably are and the less sex you have , depending on who it's with , the more of a woman you probably are. false. define man. define woman.
"then it came to me like an epiphany" -Chrisette Michele
define sex. one of the most grueling and awkward topics one will ever encounter or discuss. something so painfully embarrassing like falling down a flight of stairs at graduation and painfully real like having a baby before you can graduate from high school. whether it be for pleasure or purpose , sex is something that we deny the respect of decent conversation or consideration and push to the side along with our vaginas. such a participatory act that creates and dissipates so many emotions within a short period of time. it's deeper than most people can actually feel whether they feel like it's already as deep as it can go or not. (sexual pun intended) define deep.
girls give it away freely with little thought or anticipation and guys do the same with NO thought or anticipation. i hate to be biased but based on what I've seen it's true. we live in a world where the more sex you have, regardless of who it's with , the more of a man you probably are and the less sex you have , depending on who it's with , the more of a woman you probably are. false. define man. define woman.
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