My Love Pieces

How do you know when you get something real? Does it give you a tingling sensation? Will you have butterflies at the very thought of this realness? Excitement? Will it cover your face and actions when brought up? Does it happen right away? Could it last temporarily? Can it fade? Will it fade? What if the realness was all talk? No actions to back it up? Have you fallen for the words or the person speaking them? Is that even possible? You say you want one thing... and when you finally get it- its like you run, hide or push away You get scared and don't know how to handle it. So all this time, do we say things that we don't mean? Because they sound like the right thing to say? Do the words, control our actions? Or should our actions stand by our words? What about speaking life into existence? Is that considered lying or thinking optimistically? In the words of the late Barry White "Cause you keep telling me this and telling me that...  Practice what you preach..." Its b

Once again, listening to the Frank and Wanda show on v-103 on my way to work, they sparked yet another blog entry. lol geez I tell you. It started off with R.I.P Bobby Tillman (SN: Which is the saddest story of 2010 in my opinion. :'-( and I pray that it changes things in the youth society.) But then shifted to troubled teens and parents who don't know they have troubled teens and then to single parents. Now. Frank stated some statistics that were startling. 70% of African American babies are born to single mothers. While out of that 70%, 50% are not expected to graduate high school. Which made Frank Ski state this startling comment. "Men are being irresponsible." True. "But women, are being just as irresponsible as the man." WHOA!! Say that Frank! I couldn't agree more, to a certain point. Women, need to have a better judgement when it comes down to picking the father of their child. If he is sorry, running the streets, hanging with his friends an

I have a hair product fetish! *screams :-@ I buy hair products all the time and now that I am natural it has gotten worst. At one point I had a flat iron fetish and had in possession up to 4 flat irons. Now I am down to 2 but I really only use 1; I'll do a review on it also. I have always enjoyed having black hair, and I love love love my nappy hair. Going natural was the best thing I could have done to have my hair grow healthier. No, I don't wear my nappy fro, it doesn't look right on me and I don't have the curly hair so I can't wet it and just go either. I have to take the time out just like if I had a perm and sit under the dryer, keep my hair moisturized and oiled or it will dry out and break off. That is what works for me. That is my style. I can honestly say that I have bought most of these products in the last 3 months; with the exception of a few. I like to experiment with products. As long, as I don't go bald then everything is cool. Once I find

Stop being that considerate person The happy go lucky person The one people love to take advantage of Or make the butt of every joke The one that is cute and only cute The one that sits back and waits for things to happen. The one that allows others to run and pushed over them Just stop settling for less And allowing yourself to be made a fool of Stop trying to see things for what they aren't Just stop. In order for you to do better. You know these things, yet you still find yourself continuing to fall back into old habits. The same arms that held you last night are the same arms that are hosting the fingers that can't call you the today. Stop expecting things from the people who have no intentions on making it happen. Stop saying you are going to change and you still doing the same stuff. Stop talking in circles and out the side of your neck. Just stop. Stop feeling sorry for yourself and just move on. Stop allowing others to control your happiness Just stop!

I watched a movie last night called "The Very Thought of You." It was supposed to be a love story and comedy but I found it to be a messy triangle that happens 5 out of 10 times in real life and 9 out 10 times in college; especially at an HBCU. 1 girl and 3 guys who just so happen to be best friends, met randomly on separate occasions. While 2 of the guys actually begin to fall in love with her, 1 of them was just going through the motions. All of this falling in love from one random coincidence and after another. But in the end, 1 best friend gets her heart. She kept saying throughout the movie, that she was on the search for the 1 guy out of 10 million, which she just so happened to find, through 3 best friends. I believe everyone is also on this search. I know I had been on the search since I was in college, and was told "You'll find your husband in college." BTW, "OFF WITH THEIR HEAD!!!!" for whoever that was that told me the myth and for telling o