Married Folks

sometimes have the tendency to act like getting married solved all of their damn relationship woes. That's bullshit. I hate to hear married folks trying to encourage single folks to get married, as if that's the damn solution to it all. It's not. I am an advocate for marriage, but only when ppl feel like they are ready. Not because someone has turned 33 years old and they need to hurry up an marry somebody. Or because they want papers on somebody...

The thing about marriage is no one can tell you how it will be. Although couples may have similar issues at one point or another, ppl are still different. Yea, I heard ppl say "it's work". But the thing is, so many different issues will arise between wedding day and death do you part, that you can't possibly go over all of them.

Nothing is hard when things are going good. That's not just with marriage, but with any relationship. It becomes a challenge when your significant other is on your nerves like a damn itch in the crack of your ass that you can't get to because you're walking through the mall on a Saturday afternoon. You know, the time when you could take something and beat someone into having sense. Rest assured there will be days like that. Then there will be the good days.

I mean, who can actually fathom being with the same person day after day after damn day. Well, that's what you sign up for. And we know many ppl don't honor their "contracts" with one another. You seen the divorce rates lately? Back in the day, the women didn't believe in leaving their husbands. Ass whoopins, outside kids, out all night....sheeeiiitttt.....those women were down. Not today. Look at me crazy and I'm divorcing your ass. Not me for real, but.....

And I think it's even harder for those who are serious about honoring vows and actually being committed to them. I say that because it's easy to go find a lawyer and file for divorce. What's hard is staying married to a man that got another woman pregnant, or staying with someone that has a drinking problem.

And we don't know people like we think we do. I don't give a shit what anybody says. People change. And it's not always for the better. You have to be willing to be there. Change and all. That shit is deep. I've not been married as long as a lot of people, but I have made it farther than a lot of ppl I know. Doesn't mean anything. Some people just can't handle shit. And honestly, if shit were to become that much of a challenge, I may not be able to hang either. Who knows.

Just rambling here.......married people, stop trying to push your shit on other ppl. Let folks get married when they feel it's time for them to. And quit acting like your shit is free of funk. It's not cute. I have a great idea. Married or not. How about you just keep your relationship ups and downs to yourself. Because here's the thing. If you always talk about how good it is, people like me will say "Bitch, you know damn well you just caught that nigga cheating." and if you always talk about how bad it is, people like me will say "Why the hell you still with his trifling ass?". Lol. So either way, hush.

Lol

Wanna know what's really hard? Being born with one brain, but having to think for 2 people. That shit is unreal. In the past 2 weeks alone, I have had to use my brain to think for atleast 4 people. And it's rough when that shit never stops. Anybody have any suggestions on what I can do to make the process easier?

I Lie So Bad

Didn't I say I was going to bed? I am. I just saw a special Infiniti is doing. No interest rates...blah, blah, blah. I want a new car so bad! I have to keep telling myself "No debt, no debt".....

Cause I sure as hell don' t have 35k in cash to buy a car....now I'm for real about to go to bed.

I'm So Glad

I've grown up. Reading a day in the life of the "20 year old" me is almost depressing....sheesh.

There I was, crazy in love with a fella, who clearly loved me when he felt like it. That's funny. One day I'd be confused, the next in love. And why didn't everything register in my little ol' brain. I mean, seriously. I consider myself to be somewhat smart.....so why didn't I get it? Why didn't I figure out that he was truly a man whore? Or that the reason he loved "receiving" head so much was probably b/c he used his vivid imagination to make me a dude while I was giving it to him? I guess him actually eating pussy and fucking a pussy would remind him of the double life he was living? Lol. I don't have any true confirmation that my ex is DL, but fuck that. My gut instinct is enough. No, I never caught him in bed with a man, but shit he did was suspect enough.....

I mentioned a "friend" by the name of "K" in the entry. The fact that she got the abortion wasn't even the biggest thing. It was the reason she did it. Not to mention she was pregnant again less than a year later. Hell, I'm thinking she could have kept the first child. Atleast she was pregnant by someone who would have been capable of providing for the child better than her second chosen baby's daddy. That's neither here nor there......

I'm rambling....and I should go to bed now. Or atleast read another chapter of this bomb ass book. Mary B. Morrison is the shit!!! I love her!!! Not many authors make me excited to see a new book on the shelf when I'm perusing the book aisle in Walmart.......

Later tater! Lol!

7 Years Ago Today

*I was looking back in my journal and found that I'd posted an entry on Dec. 11, 2001*

Been a while...Although I had a good feeling about this semester, I don't think my grades are actually going to reflect the reason I was feeling so good. I found that I'm still lazy and I haven't yet figured out that if I don't study, I won't excel. Boy, I can be a real idiot sometimes. I gotta do better next semester.

Well, football season is over! It was actually over when ______ lost a bunch of games (consecutively). _____got a contact for his left eye midway through the season, which helped him tremendously. He ended the season leading the team in TDs and receptions. They finally started _______@ the "bowl" game and I have a pretty good feeling about next year. I had a good feeling about this year, BUT it didn't work the way [any of us] planned. *subject change*

"K" found out she was pregnant and got an abortion. What a wimp. I don't talk to her much anymore. Probably like 3x a week (for a minute).

Back to ______....we celebrated our 3 year anniversary back in October and I must say this season wasn't as bad as I expected. We still hung out and remained close. I don't know what I'm going to do with him. Saturday night we went out, after being together the whole day, and had one of our little moments. Well, how come that nigga wants to confess some ill stuff to me. Made my stomach turn. But I wanted to know and I dealt with it. I don't know what I'm going to do with him. Then he had the audacity to get mad at me because I called Ken...okay, whatever. Then he pissed me off again because Sunday night we were in the room and my good boyfriend loves to receive, but he's not good at giving yet. He really pisses me off sometimes. I'm really going to have to pray for strength and patience. I just really don't know about us sometimes. Guess time will tell. I do love him though... I don't know!! I'm just kinda confused right now....NEVER put your trust in a nigga! NEVER!!

Blogging

is so therapeutic to me. I used to write in a journal, but these days I can hardly find the time. Just like now, I should be in bed getting every ounce of sleep I can, but I felt the need to blog.....and don't have shit to blog about.....

I could always do my open letter to the "Keyshia Cole" clan, but I'm not in the mood.....

Oh Well...

I tried to make my blog jiggy, but.....I'm not feeling the way these blogs are posting. I think I'm going back to the regular background now...

Frankie,

you, Elite, and your mom Yaya are next on my list. Be glad I'm sleepy as hell.

Dear Neffe,

Hey girl!! I just checked out your most recent appearance on your sister's show. Well, let me just tell you what I thought about tonight's saga.....

Wait though, I did watch last week's show again. I was so busy gettin on Frankie last week that I totally disregarded you....about that private school you're trying to get Brianna in. Did you tell the lady at the school that Brianna made honor roll twice in public school? Seriously? Well, I'm not mad at little Brianna for doing her thing, but let me put you up on a little something. Making honor roll twice is hardly enough to get Ms. Thang in that private school. Nor is the fact that your sister is Keyshia Cole. I'm sure all of the students there have parents who can afford to pay the school's tuition, so.....tell Brianna I said don't worry about going to that school and wearing that stupid uniform. Chances are she won't pass the test required to get in anyway. You do realize you have to be accepted into the place. You can't just pick out a private school and say you're going there. Most times they have criteria you have to meet. And most times the criteria include making more than "honor roll" more than "twice". That's my $0.02 on that.

Fast forward to the mess I saw tonight. Girlfriend, I tell you the truth. Your baby's father. Yes, little Jaylin Welove...."Welove"? Why Neffe? I know Keyshia is your sister and all, but you should have slapped her gap back in her mouth when she came up with that name. Anyway, that baby's daddy of yours. Chile, you asked him if he was drunk or high? Did you really have to ask him that? I wish you could have heard me yelling "YES!" through my plasma. And if he wasn't high or drunk, my next question goes to you....were you high or drunk when you let him hit? And raw dog at that? He's 33 and doesn't have a clue? I bet you knew that when you screwed him. Yes, he does need to take care of his child, but it's not really fair for you to throw all of his "nothingness" in his face now. You were well aware of everything he was not when you let him pump and skeet. You're not fooling me. Sorry.

And one more thing, put some damn clothes on. Why the hell is it appropriate for you to have your little boy out while you prance around with shorts up your ass exposing all of your "underneath the cheek" blackness? Oh, I get it. You knew you were going to see your child's dad so you decided to put your "freakum" clothes on so he could see what he's missing. That's funny. Inappropriate at the time, but funny nonetheless.

Shit Neffe, I almost forgot to ask you this shit. It's been bothering me since the first season. What the hell happened to your lip? It's like the right bottom side of your top lip has a permanent swollen spot. I'm just curious.

Anyway, that's neither here nor there. Grow up Neffe. I'm starting to think you'll be acting like Frankie in the next few years.

Sincerely,

Tickled Pink

Wow....

Just watched the latest episode of Keyshia Cole: The Way It Is.....I don't know who I should address first.....

Dear Frankie,

How's it going? I'm going to try to make this note short, sweet, and to the point. First, I want to say that I'm glad you were able to escape the walls of jail and go straight into the arms of your celebrity daughter, Keyshia. I think that's awesome. I truly hope that one day you will decide to stop hanging out at clubs and doing "shows" in an effort to capitalize off your daughter's success. Get a job. A real one. Debuting alongside Keyshia on her reality television show is hardly enough to call a career....

Anyway, I was watching the show tonight and noticed you trying to encourage your grandchild to go to private school. That's pretty cool too. I think that would be excellent for her. However, you may want to use a different tactic next time. I recall you telling her that you "went to private school". Frankie, Frankie, Frankie.....you also went to jail. You telling that child that you are a product of private school is pretty much what you DON'T want to do. Why would she decide to dress up in her little blazer and loafers now? Oh, because her jailbird grandma went to private school too and she can't wait to follow in your footsteps? Give me a break. Again, I like what you doing, I just think you should re-evaluate your approach.

Another thing, the guy you're dating now...so, he's never been to jail? Doesn't do drugs or any of that? Frankie. Frankie. C'mon now Frankie. Maybe he hasn't been to jail. When is his courtdate? And you know, I could be wrong, but that mufucka sure look like he would fit right in. Hell, I can see him selling a little weed here and there. I mean I know I can't just assume that without knowing, but...if it looks like a duck.....

Anyway Frankie, do your thing. Oh shit, I almost forgot to mention this. How old are you? You need to stop wearing those skinny jeans with the Jordans and shit. You too damn old to still be wearing that little girl shit. I bet you got more forces than your boyfriend. Get your ass somewhere and sit down!

Sincerely,

Amused by You