The Dream

The last week I had a dream. It kinda scared all balls outta me so I didnt wanna talk about it but its still on my mind. I cant remember all of the details but I will do my best to recap.

Basically I was being used as a human sacrifice and it was by my own mother, like Abraham did his son. There were ppl gathered around waitin for the big shabang. I got up from the platform cuz I was chickening out but my mom leads me back and sits there holding my hand as we wait. She asks "Do u trust me?" I say yes as tears start to fall from my face. She tells me she loves me and as I reply I love u too, there is a big black mass comin towards me.. kinda eclipse like. I couldnt tell what it was cuz I was looking at my mother. The object was gettin closer n closer and then I woke up.

Now what does this mean? Is this a message sayin my life is about to be over? Is this God callin me to him? Am I supposed to be the new Savior? Is this indicative of my mothers faitfulness in God as Abraham's was??? Sigh.. im soo confused!

God please grant me clarity and understanding.

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Its Official

I am an ARTIST.


My Sculpture is going to be displayed in an exhibit this week!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am sooo siced right now. Like, I struggled for 4 weeks with this dang sculpture and it paid off. My prof thought it was good enough to be displayed for other eyes to see. It made these last 4 weeks of anxiety all worth it. I think alot of times, I forget that I actually enjoy art. I start thinking of it as school work when really it is anything but.

I think the best part of it was that my prof, who has known me for 2 yrs said that this was the strongest piece that I have ever made. =) Like to me, that means growth, that means progress, that means change.. (which is the theme of the new me)!!!!

Art... its my antidrug!

It may not mean nothin to ya'll
but understand NOTHIN was done for me
So I dont plan on stopping at all
I want this (feeling) forever man....

OK... geeky moment over...

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Anti Aging Serum

I am thinkin of buyin some anti age serum cuz obviously I am not aging gracefully at all.... I went to Giant to buy a cocoa milk and on the way out this guy stops me.


Guy - Do u have a min to talk?
Me - No, actually I dont.
Guy - I just wanted to tell u that u look really nice today. (As he walks closer to me I see that he is wearing a PNC name tag and come to the conclusion he works for the bank)
Me- Oh thanks but I already have a bank account.
Guy - What makes u think im tryna solict an account?
Me- Why else would u be talkin to me?(clearly knowing that this dude is old)
Guy - For personal reasons..
Me- How old are u?
Guy - 30...
Me - Ewwww.. im 20... thats disgusting...
Guy - Its not that bad, im young at heart. Let me just give u my business card.
Me- But I told u that I already have a bank account. So u have a good day sir!

Like WTF. Do I look 30???? Ive always been told that I looke young.. Ive had 16 yr old boys try to holla but never 30 yr olds... So as soon as I find some time to go research the best youth serum im all over it....

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2nd n 3rd Degree Burns

Dont be alarmed ppl. I dont mean it in the physical sense. Emotionally...


Yesterday I received a call from a strange number. Normally I dont answer calls from numbers that I dont know but for some reason I did. It was some girl claiming to be my ex, Rico, new girlfriend. She said they had been together since October and that she gave birth to his daughter last month. Then she proceed to try to question me about when the last time I seen him, what we do when we are together etc.. but here is the kicker... this girl had the balls to say that she found MY panties (white lace thong to be exact) in his dirty clothes and asked me why didnt I feel bad about being with a dude who had a girlfriend....

Now besides the fact that 1. I dont wear thongs!!!! and 2. I dont leave my panties anywhere!! I ended all ties with Rico a while back via text ("Hey. U know u will always have a place in my heart but this aint workin for me. Lose my #. Take Care.") when we did talk, he never mentioned a girlfriend, new baby mother, gettin some joint knocked up etc. And I never asked because honestly I didnt care. I already knew that I didnt want a relationship with him so what he did was no concern of mine.

After I put old girl in her place about callin my phone with the bull and told her the only thing I feel bad about is the fact that she got played and is now stuck with him for 18 yrs I told her not to call my phone again.

But now.. now I am sad. I feel like I keep gettin burned by the same flame over and over again. And its making me mad. Like why the heck is it gettin to me? Im not even the one who got played... this new joint is. Ugh. I thought about callin him and tellin him off but 1.Its not worth it. Cant let him or her know that it got to me and 2. I dont have his # anymore.

Im tired of being bound by him and that whole situation. It been 5 yrs too long and I soo over it (mentally) I just need my emotions to follow suit. Im not tryna be a bitter old woman cuz one douchebag got me good. Right after the joint called, Mickey B called.. (yes he's back.. kinda.. lol). I was really to him all cuz I let that trick get under my skin. SMH.

Does anyone have a cure for a woman burned????

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Music Monday

Im gonna try to get some stability to the blog.. so now I am implementing Music Monday.


Todays artist is Ms. Taylor Swift. It wasnt until the recent VMA scandal that I decided to download a few of Ms Swifts songs. After all, she won best female video so her music must not be that bad. I have this really bad habit of downloading songs and never listening to them. But i digress.. today while on campus, i had the ipod on shuffle while waiting for class.. This song came on and I was like hey... this is pretty alright.. and low n behold.. it was Ms. Swift. The song is called White Horse. IDK y I like it. Well thats a lie.. I know why, and if u have been reading all along u kno y too.. but at any rate.. here are some of the lyrics...

Say you're sorry, that face of an angel
Comes out just when you need it to
As I paced back and forth all this time
Cause I honestly believed in you

Holding on, the days drag on
Stupid girl, I should have known
I should have known

Im not a princess, this aint a fairy tale
Im not the one you'll sweep off her feet
lead her up the stairwell

This aint hollywood, this is a small town
I was a dreamer before you went and let me down
Now its too late for you and your white horse
to come around...


SQUARE BIZ.... (Btw, thats the new verbiage)

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9.09.09

Today I was in class and wrote the date. First thought.. what an interesting day to be born on.. second thought.. today is skinny's bday.


Skinny is mother dears second husband.. the one I loved to most. But he turned out to be a load of drama. But even still I love him. So I say.. Happy Bday Skinny.. wherever u are!!!!

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Why I LOVE the Arts

While I am a true geek from head to toe, I do have a creative side. I love ART. Thats why Im a art minor. Art is life. Just about ANYTHING can be an art. Sitting here watchin Cake Boss on TLC and these ppl arent just baking cakes. There are true artists. I mean alot of this stuff is crazy. Its beautiful, its craftsmanship, its colorful, its expression its ART.


Art is all around if you take the time to find it. Dancing, singing, writing, fashion, make up, hair styling, architecture, the sky, landscaping, cooking.. I mean I could go on and on but I wont.

I just wanted to say that I LOVE Art. Dont u?

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Another Trip to Urgent Care and Diet Plan Update

Ugh.

Why am I always freakin sick?
This time a gastrointestinal infection.
Got my meds and now im feelin much better except for the fact that I am on another pretty much all liquid diet similar to the one I was on back in Jan.

Meanwhile, it took 4 ppl to draw my blood. How is that??? I look like I freakin pincushion. My bestie is giving me the silent treatment cuz I left him in my bed sleepin while I drove myself to UC. I was tryna be considerate and let him sleep. Geesh.

Oh and diet update.. I am 1.2lbs away from my target weight. Whooo hooo!!!

Off to take a quick nap before makin moves for the day. Hopefully the bestie will act better when I wake up.

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FWOS

First Week of School

So this week was pretty good all around. Got adjusted into my new classes and I think this could be the yr I bring back my 4.0 (pullin in down, speakin life into it, all that good stuff).
One on day I have all male teachers. This has NEVER happened to me. I think Ive only had like 4 or 5 males teachers my entire academic career (PreK - now). Nothin against male teachers, just not who I am used to dealing with. One the other day I am surrounded by women. Ugh.

So who will get on my nerves the fastest?? The Testosterone or the Estrogen?
(if u guess Estrogen U are prolly rite..)

Im really excited for all the stuff I have the chance to do this semester. IDK y... Its not anything new, go to class, learn the material, take the test, group project and BAM.. easy grade. This semester Im sculpturing. (is that a word??) Well first day of classes Ol'Al has us gettin started on our first project. Wood Enclosures... whooooo.... lol

IDK why Im excited about this, I do like building things (sometimes) but this Im gonna have to do from scratch. There are no precut pieces or assembly instructions.. just all ME. Im gonna have to saw, drill, bevel and sand... Hopefully I will be able to do this with the least amount of injury to myself as possible. We all know Im a bit accident prone. lol

Mi profesora de espanol es muy antipatica. Not a down rite (WENCH) but she def is gonna make ppl work in her class. I might actually have to study.... But hey, at the end of it Im sure I will be fluent and sufficient in spanish. If anyone wants to help me, by chatting with me on AIM r sumthin in spanish.. IM DOWN. lol.

My internship... Well, I was only there one day. The women seem, ehh. To start off with, they were late gettin there. How does the intern arrive before any of the paid employees come open the door???? My motto is, if you're early you're on time. If you're on time, you're late and if you're late... dont even bother showing up. Yea, its a real issue I have. Ask my mom. Seriously.
Anywho, Im in there about 15min before the boss strolls in, introduces herself and gives me my first assignment - to rewrite a press release that some other intern had written. I was a little nervous, but I took a deep breath and banged it out. They liked it so much that they wanted me to write 2 more. Ha- take that!

Then I had to go on location to work at an event for one of the clients. The Lottery. Who knew so many people played? But yea, working the event was actually pretty fun. So this will hopefully work out well.

Anywho, thats all for now.

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The New Place

I LOVE IT... so far


Not that its anything grand about it but it just feels right.
Its an apt. Some might consider that a downgrade from a townhouse but I dont.
Nice size room. Few min from school. But the 2 best things about this place:
1. own bathroom
2. only one roommate is who rarely ever here

This is more my speed.

Why I Moved...

There are a few reasons. First and foremost, I just wasnt happy where I was. I think alot of it has to do with my upbringing. The longest Ive ever lived in the same residence was 2yrs. This would have been my 3rd yr at the townhouse so I was getting restless. I would often come in the house and go straight to my room and not come back out. I didnt wanna see anybody, hear anybody, be around anybody. Thats hard to do when you are in a house with 3 other people. Cant say it was those specific people, just people in general. Ive never been the type to spend large amounts of time with people necessarily. Like, you can ask anybody whose house I have ever slept over. I will wake up first thing in the morn and be out before they even wake up. IDK y? I have this lil timer that goes off and lets me know that a.) I dont wanna overstay my welcome and b.) I dont wanna be around too long for them to get on my nerves. Secondly, when I came home this summer, the truth about a lot of things concerning my mothers marriage that she had hidden from me became revealed. Long story short, money was extra tight, so if possible, moving to a place with less rent would def be beneficially. Less stress on her means less stress for me. And finally, because of a totally another situation that led to an "epiphany" it made it easier to leave there.

So here I am. In a less expensive, fresh environment with no drama or issues.
Life is pretty darn good.

Live n Learn ppl. Live and Learn.

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