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We don't live, we just survive...

  • Jul. 28th, 2009 at 3:50 PM
wrestling, John Morrison, sex, love
And here we go again with another installment of Musheerah's crazy ass dreams...

So basically this one has to do with Ryan Seacrest...again. This is starting to get too everyday-ish. Whatevs...

So basically Ryan
is volunteering  his time at some kinda Boys & Girls club place. We [Me, Airy, and for some reason Raven Terry], are also there. We're playing a game kinda like freeze tag, and everybody gets picked...except for Raven Terry, so she gets all sad and blubbery like, "Wahhh! Ya'll so mean to me! Wahh." She then proceeds to run off to the bathroom to cry, of course we don't give a rats ass, as we continue our game. Ryan is in charge of the game, he blows the whistle and we all start running away as he tries to catch us. Me, being the dumbass that i am, trip over myself and fall. So i'm trying to crawl away before i become IT, but Ryan just kneels beside me, softly kisses me on the lips and whispers, "Tag, you're it." So i start pouting like, "I don't wanna be it." So he says, "Fine, you can be mine. How do ya like that?" I nod in approval. Then Airy comes bursting in with a kid around her neck and two attached to her legs. She looks so scared. lol. Me and Ryan decide to help her out. blah blah...Okay, so we're all tired and it's about an hour after the kids left. We're just spitballing about what we wanna do. Airy says that she's tired and just wants to go home and rest. Me and Ryan agree to close up and let Airy go home early. As we're cleaning up, Ryan asks, "Do you ever wonder what it'd be like to have sex in a workplace bathroom?" We eventually found out the answer. haha. ;) He carried me off to the bathrooms, we burst in all over each other. We push into the first stall we see, but Raven Terry is sitting there on the tile floor crying. Ryan gives her this look then rolls her ass outta there. lol. So then...we did it...in the bathroom. [sidenote: Mr. Seacrest is an EXCELLENT lover. :D]  He had me up against the stall wall, moaning, screaming and clawing at his back. When we were finished, we cleaned up and went back to straighing the place up...Raven was still on the floor, crying. Loser. lol. After we were done cleaning, we locked up, with Raven still in there...crying. We drove my car back to his apartment. We got out and went in. We had a couple drinks and started dancing. The dancing eventually lead to kissing and touching. The touching eventually led Ryan to aks, "Ready for round 2?" I playfully slapped his butt and procedded to run. I said to him with a sly grin, "Catch me if you can." He chased me around the apartment for about 6 minutes until i gave up and fell into his arms. He kissed my forehead and lead me to the bedroom. As he was baacking me up into the bed, he started undressing me. By the time my head hit the pillow, i was more than halfway naked. Finally when i was completly naked, he whispered in my ear, "You're it...". Then i woke up. 
The End.

Let's make it a freakshow...

  • Jul. 28th, 2009 at 12:05 AM
Nick Jonas, hug
I didn't feel like re-typing it...so i'm just gonna copy and paste from Facebook...basically, i've had another one of my weirdo dreams...

I went to some of Catholic school. we had the uniforms and everything. anyways, it was a normal day at the school and i was in History class with my friends Amber and Kelly. we were all talking and laughing then all of a sudden we hear shrieking, so we shut our asses up. Then next thing we know, we see some dudes head fly across the hallway. blah blah blah, um, CM Punk strolls into the room with this crooked grin on his face. his eyes are like crimson red and he has blood dripping from his fangs...FANGS! FANGS! he's a vampire if you haven't figured it out yet. lol. but he comes in like, "Hello." and winks at the teacher. then, he slashes her throat and drinks her blood. we're like, "!" so he whistles with this two fingers...ya know, those annoying ass whistles that sound like they should come from a bird or something? well that one. anyways, he does the whistle, and here come like 4 beast-thingys that look like ppl from that District 9 movie...with a mix of Alien Vs. Predator...and cockroaches. anyways, he tells them to have a seat in the room. and i notice there's an empty seat beside me. i'm like, 'oh hell no that thing ain't sitting next to me!" so i'm like, "Kelly switch seats with me!!!" and her dumb ass did. so i'm comfortable in the middle of Kelly and Amber, then outta nowhere Punk is behind me whispering in my ear. he's like, "Hmm, such a shame. I really liked you in the seat you were in...and p.s., i had planned to kill you last...oh well..." i switched seats back so fast, my head was spinning. haha. then, the dreams started over.

basically it started over then continued from where it left off...i was back in my original seat and the beast was sitting beside me. it grumbled something at me...i ain't know what to do so i just smiled and was like, "<.< >.>" lol. then CM Punk was back behind me like, "Whatever you don't...don't...scream." He winked then disappeared. so i'm just sitting there, shitting my pants and not screaming. but when one of the things sat next to this one chick, she screamed her head off. [idk if you've seen E.T., but in one part the little boy Elliott show the alien to his little sister, she screams and E.T. imitates her and screams back, anyways that's what happened.] so she screaming at the thing, the things screaming at her and the next thing we know, they goin off. chopping girls heads off, eating brains, poking out eyes, the whole works. i climb under my desk to hide but since the thing was beside me it caught me by the leg. i start bawling my eyes out like, "no motherfucker, put me down! wahhhh. don't eat me! imma tell my momma! wahhh!" but luckily Punk pops up with a baseball bat and cracks that s.o.b. over the head with it. it drops me and punk picks me up and runs off with me. we're out in the hallway just watching the massacre taking place in the classroom...it starts over again.

this time when it continues, he's hugging me all, "please stop crying. i didn't mean for this to happen. she shouldn't have screamed and they would never have attacked." i'm just like, "OMG! my friends died! wahhh!" so he starts shaking me and slapping me in the face until i calm down. when i'm finally calm he explains to me where he came from and why. he's apparently from Area 51. and not only has the gov't been using aliens, but experimenting with cloning and mixing bat and human genes. thus, the creation of him, a vampire. him and some of his alien goons started a riot and escaped. they just wanted a "normal life" outside of all the experiments and torture in A51...it starts over.

but this time when it continues i'm at some kinda food bar putting them lil cheese things with the toothpick thru them on my plate...like a cheese and wine party! :D lol. anyhooz, i see Punk sitting at a table doing his little "Wrist Roll" thingy. so i walk over to him like, "Cheese?" he chuckles and says, "No. i have something tastier in mind..." so i gulp like, "what?" and he flips the table over like, "YOU!" he starts drooling and chasing me around. i'm just screaming my ass off tryna out run him wondering why ain't nobody helping. so i walk up to someone like, "Help, he's trying to kill me!" but the person is just a walking skeleton, like the living dead or something. and they cough out dust in my face. [ew much?] so i'm just running around the room trying to get away, that's when i lose track of him. so i'm like, "whew! that was close." and start to back up against the wall, but he pops up behind me like, "YUM! food on the run!" so i get to running again, but i'm getting tired. then one of his skeleton goons pops sticks it's leg out and trips me up. so i fall on the ground like, "oof!" now he's standing over top of me. that's when he grabs me by my collar and raises me off the ground. there's blood on my face from when i hit the ground. he starts to lick it off like, "mmmm! mmm! so sweet." but just as he's about to bite me...i wake up. :P sooooo...the moral of this story is...CM Punk is a rapist vampire who has alien goons...GOOD DAY! haha.


B'den

I love the strange happenings of my dreams…

Last night I had the oddest dream. I was at my Aunt Gloria’s house visiting, normal enough right? But it was super crazy, like there were dozens of people I’ve never seen before that were there. The table was bountiful to say the least. We had a huge ass turkey, chicken, beef ribs, and one of those shiny honey pigs with the apple in its mouth! Lol. Everyone was just goin apeshit crazy over the food. [My Aunt LOVES to cook, she’d always have a container of homemade mac & cheese just for me. Since she knows I like it extra cheesy. Btw, she’s the best cook ever. Hands down. Emeril can kiss her hindparts! Haha.] Anyways, everybody was eating, drinking and being marry. But I closed my eyes for one second I was outside in this huge lawn. So I’m looking around like, “FTW?!”. Then I hear screaming, but before I can turn around some dude launches himself off the ground and on my back. He’s riding me like I’m a horse or something. So I flip myself over and he lands on his back and I land on top of him. I wrench around to punch his face in, but it’s not a man…it’s a monkey that looked like Raven Price on my back! lmfao. It starts squealing and runs off. So I’m like, “um, okay”. But as I try to get up I feel this pain in my neck…that mofo bit me! As I’m walking away a soccer ball collides with me and knocks my legs from under me. I go SPLAT on my ass. So I get pissed and start crying, then Nic O runs up to me like, “Damn, I’m sorry did that ball hit you?” I’m like, “What the fuck do you think?!” So he helped me up and we walked off. Apparently I landed in the middle of a soccer game. Next thing I know, he’s kissing me, so I close my eyes. When I open them, I’m in some place that looks like a police station. I’m reporting the attack by the Raven-monkey…then I woke up. :D

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Way Back When...

  • Jul. 23rd, 2009 at 11:44 PM
wrestling, John Morrison, sex, love
I got bored, so I decided to check my old e-mail. I just so happened to stubble across an old blog I used to have. *sigh* oh how I miss the old days...[btw, this blog was from THIRTY FIVE months ago...forgive me Mizzy? :( ]

Get Real

Do you remember Mike a.k.a 'The Miz' from Real World? Well now he has his own website,and is host of the 2006 WWE Diva Search contest. Come on now, you don't just come from Real World and then BAM get to be like a freakin' star! I wish i could just sign up for American Idol, get past the auditions go to Hollywood or where ever they go and then BAM...have labels wanting to sign a 3 album deal! Hell no, it just don't work like that! I'm not hating, I'm just mad!

correction, i was SOOO hating. lmao.

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Disney prince's do it best...

  • Jul. 23rd, 2009 at 9:58 PM
B'den
Who died and elected Kara queen? Why, tell me why...ain't nothing but a heartache, tell me why. Ain't nothing but a mistake, tell me why. I never wanna hear you say, "I want it that way...". Sorry, BSB moment. lol. But tell me why everytime i say or do something, she has to comment about it? Today's point being: Disney characters. I was told to choose my top 5 favorite. I chose: Peter Pan, Prince Eric, Prince Adam, John Smith, and Gaston. Yes, they all did happen to be white, but who the fuck cares? And more importantly, who the fuck points that out? I'll tell you who, Kara Thompson. She just HAD to point out the fact that my picks were white. "lol. i noticed they're all white. you TRAITER YOU. lmao" Can someone please explain to my how liking these characters from fictional 90's Disney cartoon movies makes me a traitor? Cuz i'm not making a connection here. Maybe she just doesn't like white people. But i'm really hoping that's not the case, becuz if it is, then she's truly a sad human being. We're in the 2000's, time for people to forgive, [possibly] forget, and move on with their lives...

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El-Oh-El *smiley face*

  • Jul. 19th, 2009 at 11:08 PM
wrestling, John Morrison, sex, love
A random poem I came across...:

Boys and girls lets play a game
Yeah, yeah, now here's the thing
I'm the one you want to claim
Just fall in love, don't be ashamed

Love it when you scream my name
Baby, baby don't be lame
So hyped up on all the fame
I know, I know that's why you came

Bang, bang take a shot
Love me now, love me not
Fight, fight close the door
Show me that you want to score

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I'll be your papa-papa-razzi...

  • Jul. 19th, 2009 at 6:23 PM
Camisado
Had three crazy and awkward dreams last night...

Okay,
the first one had Ryan Seacrest in it. haha. Okay, there was some curse going around where when a couple had sex, a ghost would come and splash some kinda gel on you, and then you'd die in a freak accident the next day. Well, i got a chance to meet Ryan Seacrest, and he invited me back to his loft. We got drunker than a bunch of skunks and did the "grown-up". [btw, Ryan Seacrest had a HUGE dinger! lmao. i'm just sayin...] But during our...session, a ghost came in a spattered the gel on us. Then it was like, "Wooo, whoa! You will die, wooo, very soon, whoa!" haha. Of course we were scared as shit, so he called in sick to work for the next week. We had to be super careful with everything we did cuz we didn't wanna die. Finally on the 7th day after we had sex, the ghost came back. It was all, "Whoa! You must, woooo, die now!!!" So i shit my pants and ran into the bedroom with Ryan. I was bawling my friggin eyes to him, then the ghost followed me into the room. Ryan's eyes went wide as a bitch, lol. He tried to reason with the ghost, asking it to spare our lives...of course that shit ain't work, so it said, "Wooo whoa whoa! You must do as i say! Kill the child! Woooo wooo whoa!" So we're like, "What child?" It pointed to my belly and was like, "You, whoooooooa! are with child! CHIIIIIIILD!" We started freaking out, so Ryan grabbed my hand and yanked me to the bathroom. We ran like hell. But being that the ghost was a ghost, it just flew thru the walls. It ordered us to drive to the fairgrounds and get on the farris wheel. It would see to it that an "accident" occured with the wheel. We reluctently agreed, and drove there. We got onto the Ferris wheel and thing were going okay, but suddenly, screws started falling out like, everywhere. Ryan squeezed my hand and just nodded, knowing what was coming next. We felt the wheel shaking under us as we reached the top. Then out of nowhere, our seat collapses thru everything and we're falling to the ground. I'm crying, Ryan's screaming, and then BOOM BOOM POW! We dead as some doornails. lmao.

Second
dream had the Hardy Brothers. :) Okay, i went off to Summer camp for like 3weeks. When i got back home, i started to feel like i was being watched....like, constantly. So one night i go out with Erika, Kara, and Kelsie. We go to a club and get super drunk. We have to call a cab to take us home. I watch as one by one they all get out and go home. I'm the last one left in the cab, but instead of taking me home, the driver pulls into a dark old alley full of trash and rats. I knock on the bullet-proof glass window like, "What the heck dude?" So the driver turns around...it's Matt Hardy! But he has like a hairy ass face and his nose was transforming into a muzzle. So i'm like, "Bout time for me to get my black ass up outta here!" I reach for the door to get out, but he locks us in. By that point i'm thinking i'm toast. But out of the darkness of the alley, a figure appears...IT'S JEFFEY! So i'm thinking he's come to rescue me from the dog beast Matt Hardy...until i see that Jeff also has a muzzle too. And pointed furry ears and a ferral look in his eyes. So i'm like, "Shit." Then Jeff jumps on top of the cab and rips the hood off. He starts growling at Matt then looks up at the full moon. Next Jeff grabs Matt by his hair and tosses him outta the cab. He procceds to jump into the driver seat and drive away. I'm just in the back having a damn heart attack tho. haha. But we're almost out of the alley when Matt comes to the front of the car and flips it the fuck over. I fly out and land on the ground, get all scratched up and shit. But Jeff is still inside when it tumbles to a stop. Matt walks over to me, with hair spurting out everywhere, and drags me by my wrist down the street. I'm in a daze and confused...he leads me to an abandoned building and kicks the wood-blocked door down and flings me on the ground. Just then, Jeff burst thru, and they get to scrapin'! haha. Matt is biting Jeff's arms and shoulders while Jeff is puching the heck outta Matt's face. I attempt to crawl away, but Matt catches me by my ankle and drags me back. Jeff bites his hand and he lets me go. I run like hell down the street to call for help [or animal control], but no one is anywhere to be found. So i sit down on the ground and just wait...Then, Jeff and Matt burst thru a boarded up window and start fighting outside. Matt slaps the shit outta Jeff with broken fence post. Then Jeff swats Matt away with a trash can. And while Matt is knocked out, Jeff grabs me by my waist and runs away with me. I'm screaming and shouting, "Where are you taking me?! What do you want!?!?" And in a low growl he says, "...to save your life..." I shut my ass up and just go where he takes me...But sadly, i forgot what happened after that cuz another dream faded in...

The last dream I don't remember that well...but i know i was going to the dentist for a check-up and a bomb goes off. The whole place is blown up, but i manage to survive. So does a little baby girl named Rosie or Rosa, or something with a R. So i take Rosie/Rosa out to look for help, but we're grabbed by a soilder on a motercyle thing. It's friggin G.I. Joe! He's shouting something over his shoulder and firing his weapon. I turn around a see Viper on our tail. Next, um, we were on the highway dodging bullets and grenades...uh, that's all i remember. The End.

So basically my dreams were like a damn movie or something. haha. I love being me! :D

And that's the way the cookie crumbles...

  • Jul. 18th, 2009 at 12:20 AM
wrestling, John Morrison, sex, love
Isn't it sad how life works out? One minute you have so much to say, but no one to listen...but when everyone's eyes are on you, you're speechless. Sad. =[ But my past couple of weeks have been crappy. Same old shit, new day. *sigh* But hey, let's look on the bright side, school starts in a month or two. At least then i'll have a reason to get outta the house. Didn't get tickets to see WWE: Smackdown featuring ECW. Hmm, guess i'll just have to see John Morrison in my dreams. haha. So what else is new...: Still waiting for a cell phone. Aubrey "Drake" Graham is my new Nick Jonas. And i'm getting back into reading books. Currently, I'm reading Teach Me. It's a book about an 18 year old Senior in highschool. Basically she falls in love with her English Teacher, Mr. Mann. Altho i'm only 26 pages into the story, when i'm reading it, i can't put it down. Kelsie's having a party on the 1st, i'm invited...um, yay? I know i should be more excited to get outta the house, but i'm not. I guess i'm getting used to being kept as a prisioner...

...

  • Jun. 27th, 2009 at 9:01 PM
wrestling, John Morrison, sex, love
...idk what just happened...i was just fine one second...then the next, i'm hunched over the computer desk crying my eyes out. Here i was, just going thru old comments on my Myspace, and i saw one from my friend Justin. I haven't talked to him in about a year. So i went to his page, and i read his new "About Me". He was just talking about how he'll do what he wants and how no one can stop him...Justin's been in and out of rehab a couple times for drugs and alcohol. And his parents put him out for stealing money [for drugs]. So for a while, he was homeless. That was basically around the time that we stopped talking. Justin was a Myspace friend, but he was practically a better friend than the one's i saw everyday. Anyways, i read a comment he said, then went to his page. And idk what triggered it, maybe it was reading what he had to say, or maybe becuase i missed him so much. But i CRIED, and lord did i cry. I had the sharp pains in my chest and the heaving and all...but i didn't even realize i was crying at first. Not until the teardrops hit my hand. But i think i know what might have made it worst, i was listening to "Lucky" by Jason Mraz. It was talking about how lucky he was becuz he was in love with his best friend. Grr, idk. Or maybe, just maybe it was me having to deal with Emani and her suicide attempts...i just don't know...but i guess i'll take time to think it out...idk...w/e.

The Freaks Come Out At Night...

  • Jun. 27th, 2009 at 12:55 AM
bang bang
Long story short, random ass conversation at Midnight on Facebook...

Musheerah Malikah A: omg, i think i have a stalker! he keeps messaging me, so being the nice person that i am, i message back...until it gets awkward, so i don't message back. but just like clockwork, he sends another message...someone save me :|



 
Bakari: so thats wat u do eh? have niggas stalk u lol..wish i had it like dat pimmpin

 
Me: Mr. Bakari sir, this is serious! and thank you, you know how i do, keep them hoes in check. haha. [i sound so gangsta]

 
Bakari: sir? lol..n i guess.gangsta tho? hmm.no lol
 
 
Me: my mommy told me i have to treat people that are older than me with respect. and you must not know bout me, me and my other gangsta friends sit in a circle and smoke...burnt magic markers.

You're the voice I hear inside my head...

  • Jun. 26th, 2009 at 5:01 PM
bang bang
Oh My Buddha! This dang song has been stuck in my head for YEARS now. And today, I've found out what song it is...I present to you...The Middle...By Jimmy Eat World...*claps*


Hey, don't write yourself off yet
It's only in your head you feel left out or
looked down on.
Just try your best, try everything you can.
And don't you worry what they tell themselves when you're away.
It just takes some time, little girl you're in the middle of the ride.
Everything (everything) will be just fine, everything (everything) will be alright (alright).
Hey, you know they're all the same.
You know you're doing better on your own, so don't buy in.
Live right now.
Yeah, just be yourself.
It doesn't matter if it's good enough for someone else.
It just takes some time, little girl you're in the middle of the ride.
Everything (everything) will be just fine, everything (everything) will be alright (alright).
It just takes some time, little girl you're in the middle of the ride.
Everything (everything) will be just fine, everything (everything) will be alright (alright).
Hey, don't write yourself off yet.
It's only in your head you feel left out or
looked down on.
Just do your best, do everything you can.
And don't you worry what the bitter hearts are gonna say.
It just takes some time, little girl you're in the middle of the ride.
Everything (everything) will be just fine, everything (everything) will be alright (alright).
It just takes some time, little girl you're in the middle of the ride.
Everything (everything) will be just fine, everything (everything) will be alright (alright).




Tell 'em that it's human nature...

  • Jun. 25th, 2009 at 9:31 PM
Michael Jackson
First let me start by saying Rest in eternal peace to not just Michael, Farrah, or Ed, but to anyone that died today. That's the main thing people are missing here, not only did America lose special people today, but so did someone in the world. Everyone knows someone that died today, even if they don't realize it. Secondly, the fact that the media gave everyone the run around...smh. I just felt like i should say a little something about each of them...*ahem*

Ed McMahon- Known for being on the Tonight Show, good friends with Johnny Carson. He was also know for handing out those huge ass checks. [haha] Publisher's Clearinghouse i believe it was called.

Farrah Fawcett- One of America's original sweethearts. Beautiful blond star of Charlie's Angels. Also known for the iconic "Farrah Fawcett" hairstyle.

Michael Jackson- The original King Of Pop. Invented the "one glove" look. Also created the Moonwalk.

Unlike some people, who are just now jumping on the bandwagon because of Michael's death, i was actually a fan. I had a nice amount of his songs on my MP3, and actually knew the words. Now, thirdly, to those people who want to talk trash about Michael since he's gone, grow THE fuck up. If you couldn't say it to him while he was here, don't waste time now since he's dead to act big and bad. And while we're on the subject, fourthly, if you weren't in the bed with him when the supposed molestations occured, shut your mouth hole, cuz you don't know a damn thing. I'm not saying he's innocent, and i'm not saying he's guilty, i'm just saying stop, let the man's soul rest in peace. Leave the judgment up to the higher power. And for that little few of you that somehow get off on things like this, and is happy or somewhat delighted that he's gone...just know, Karma is MISS Bitch. Enjoy. =) And fifthly [if that's even a word.], as you've seen, our time on this earth is NOT a
guarantee, so just be careful in whatever you do in your life. Try to stay here as long as you can. Life is a highway, don't forget to enjoy the ride. =D
  [music will NEVER be the same...]
"And when the grove is dead and gone. You know that love survives, so we can rock forever..."- Michael Jackson, "Rock With You"
Moonwalk your way right to those golden gates my man... :)

An earlier Facebook post...

  • Jun. 25th, 2009 at 7:51 PM
Twilight, Taylor Lautner, Jacob Black
Most of you that know me, know that i don't waste my precious time with "notes"...but the events that have occurred in the past couple days has steamed me up. The death of three famous celebrity's, and all within days of each other. Ed McMahon was first to go, then it was Farrah Fawcett, and today, Michael Jackson. The first thing that comes to my mind is, "God why?". But i understand as a world, we have different views and beliefs, and some of us may not 'blame' God. Some of us may just see it as a coming of the times. People die everyday, that everyone knows. But i for one, would just like to see a day with no death. A day where we, as a human race, can sit in peace knowing we won't lose a friend, a sibling, a parent, or as we've seen, an inspiration. I know that's too much to ask, but one can wish.

Right now, i'm heartbroken and possibly depressed. To lose...such talent and inspiration, is...just unexplainable. So i'm asking you, my dear Facebook friends, to just watch what you say and do to people in the coming days and weeks of your life. Try to be as generous and kind as you can, to any and everyone, even if they don't return the favor. Because as we've seen, you can be here one day...and gone the next...Thank You...

Sayonara!

  • Jun. 22nd, 2009 at 1:18 PM
colors, rainbow, rainbow lips

Spending the day with my bro. Right now i'm in the VCU library. We're checking our emails. The first half of today was...hectic to say the least. My dog found a rat downstairs, attempted to eat it. The bad thing is that i think the rat ate some poison. I couldn't quite see what he was doing since my mom was blocking the way. But she kept yelling, "No Twitch! Drop It! Come here!". So i'm pretty sure he killed it, then kept trying to play with it. Haha. Kinda sad when you think about it. After the library we're prolly gonna go out to eat, idk where yet. But i went to Target with him earlier, we saw the X-TC cell phone, and trust me; it's much more complicated in person. The keys were all weird and stuff. Idk if i'm gonna get it...mattter of fact, idk if i even have money for it.

Still waiting on my gift from Emani.
Emani: "Happy Birthday Boo!"
Me: "Thanks boo! So....where's my gift at?"
Emani: "In these shorts I got on...lmao."
haha, we'll just see how this plays out...Birthday Sex? Possibly. lolz.


Sixteen Candles

  • Jun. 21st, 2009 at 12:00 AM
Camisado
I'M FINALLY SIX-FUCKING-TEEN BETCHES! SUCK! IT! Okay, i'm done now. haha. But geez, i'm fucking 16 now. I feel...i feel...overjoyed...fulfilled........the damn same! Not that much was supposed to happen, but i mean damn. Could i at least go up a cup size? haha. Fuck, what am i talking about? I dunno. All i know is, I'M SIXTEEN!!! Gosh, I'm not sure if i'll ever get over that fact. My pop's it letting me go home tomorrow...today, to spend the day with my bro. Since he'll be heading off to Arizona soon...*tear* Ah, all good things come to an end i guess. I think he's gonna take me out to eat. Him and my mom. I wanna go to T.G.I.Friday's. They always give me a free sundae on my birthday. :) Well, I guess I gotta go to sleep. I need my beauty rest if I plan to look SMOKIN' HOT for my big SIXTEEN YEAR OLD debut day out tomorrow...once again...what in THE hell am I  talking about? And yet again...i dunno.

P.S.- I think i'm gonna wear my 16 Candles shirt tomorrow. It's the best movie that I've never seen! haha.

Girl you got me goin crazy...

  • Jun. 20th, 2009 at 2:37 AM
wrestling, John Morrison, sex, love
Sweet Baby Jesus, Mary, Joesph AND a baby camel!!!

Dream #1 (June 18th)- I was in a boring classroom, and out of no where Emani came and snuck me out of a window. We ran from the school as fast as we could and got into the backseat of a car. Idr who was driving, but i know there was someone. Anyways, she unhooked her and my seatbelt. Then she grabbed me and sat me in her lap. She swung my legs over hers and held me in her arms. She held me close to her, I leaned my head down and listened to her heart beat. Next, we were getting out of the car. We ran into a store that looked like a hardware store. She pushed me around in a basket until the manager put us out. We were walking along the street and she decided to catch a bus going no where. We went straight to the back and started kissing, I closed my eyes as we kissed deeper. Next thing i know, we were back in the car...After that I woke up.

Dream #2 (June 19th)- I was in a prison type place. I wasn't actually in the little group home program, but I was visiting my friends Emani, Cora, and Tay. I didn't feel like going home, so they let me stay. We slept in rooms with two bunk bed. I slept on the top bunk, Tay was on the bottom. Emani slept in the top bunk on the other bed, Cora was on the bottom. The next day, we woke up and ate some Lucky Charms. Then we went back to the room and watched 101 Dalmations and The Emperor's New Groove.  Out of nowhere, Ms. Tiki, the woman who ran the group home, started cursing Cora out, and then proceeded to exit. After she left, we sat down at a table to talk about it. Cora seemed calm, but Ms. Tiki should have never done that. Especially so randomly, so I said, "You need to go tell her you want her to apologize. She had no right to come in here and shout at you." Then, I heard Ms. Tiki call me into her office. She had overheard what I said. She told me I had to get my stuff and leave. I was so upset, but my things were everywhere. It was like a scavenger hunt or something. But while I was getting my stuff, all packed in a red bookbag, I saw Emani crying. I went up to her and asked what was wrong. She said she was gonna miss me, and didn't want me to leave. I told her I had to, and gave her a bracelet  I had so she would remember me. She was still crying, but she hugged me goodbye and gave me a kiss. Finally, when all my things were packed, I left. But when I opened the door and walked outside, I ended up in a school hallway. It was full of kids, rushing past on the way to their class. I looked in my bookbag that was supposed to be full of my clothes and things, instead, it was filled with textbooks and pens. I reached in my pocket and I had a schedule, so I went to the class listed, Chemistry. Emani was in the class too, so I went to the back of the class and sat beside her. She smiled at me and grabbed my hand under the desk. We held hands thru the entire class period. 

Needless to say, those dreams made my week. But i think the only reason i'm having them is becuz i'm so used to seeing her everyday at school. But now since it's over, i won't see her anymore. So these dreams are my way of dealing with it...i'd like to think of them as my Cupcake "fix". haha.

Kiss Me
I love random conversations...

Me: *pokes Brian's butt*
Brian: "What the..." *pokes my butt*
Me: "Oh my god, you're so gay."
Cora: "What?"
Brian: "Apparently I'm gay because i touched her butt."
Me: "You are."
Cora: "You know Musheerah used to be a man right?"
Brian: "Oh you was?"
Me: "Yup, Tranny power!"
Cora & Brian: *laughing*
Brian: "So what happened?"
Cora: "They
circumcised her too much."
Me: "Yes, that is exactly what happened."
Brian: "Wow..."
Cora: *laughing*
Me: But you know what they say, *singing* Ain't no pussy like Tranny pusssssssy!!!"
Latisha: *yelling* WHAT?! *laughs*
All: *erupt in laughter*

And that's basically how my 5th period class went. haha. Somehow, we always find a way to make awkward conversations during lunch time. We officially started that half day thing, so i get out of school at 12:30. Tell me why my bus didn't come til 1:05?! I was pissed. And it was hot outside today too. I felt like a friggin baked potato. lmao. 

11 days and counting til my birthday. Idk what ppl plan to get me, but when in doubt, get Visa gift cards. :) Week after next we start the whole two week thing. Two weeks at my dad's, two weeks at my mom's. Ugh, i hate it. Oh wells, hopefully i'll have a cell before i go. If not, i think i might die. :|




If you were homework...I'd do you. ;]

  • Jun. 9th, 2009 at 7:12 PM
flashing skull
My dad brought me Captain D's for dinner today. It was awesome. Hmm, i guess you can say he's making a conscience effort to be a better person (and parent). And don't you think it's kinda weird? I mean, we know what The Burger King looks like. We've all seen the Wendy's chick and the KFC dude...but no one anywhere know's what Captain D looks like. lmao. Random, i know. But i was just thinking.

Emani totally blew me off today in 3rd period today. But it's fine, really. I'm starting to realize, i don't
need anyone's approval. Slowly but surely, i'm weening myself from taking what people say to heart.

I've gotten myself a fake lip ring. And...*ahem* ba-dah-dah-dah-daaa! I'm lovin' it!  I'm obviously hungry again. haha. But it really wasn't that hard to obtain. A plastic loop broke off of my spiral notebook, i then took that loop and slipped it onto my lip and TADA! Basically i'm just waiting for another ring to pop off so i can have pretend snakebites. lmao. And not to be vain or anything, but i look pretty darn cute with it. Kinda got that innocent: "I wub yewww!" look mixed with a naughty: "Imma gonna bite you!" look. And thus you get; my signature deranged but sexy look. lolz.

Nick Jonas, hug
Dammit i swear, My Bloody Valentine:3-D was a crock of bullshit!!!! The whole movie i'm sitting there: "No you dumb bitch, stop looking back before you...aw shit! She fell!", "Stop breathing so hard before he...now look what happened!? He done took your head off with a pick-axe!", and also some, "Don't you go in there! WHAT DID I TELL YOU!?!?" Over all, that movie was more funny than it was scary. I admit, there were some parts that were pretty gore-riffic. But those were few and far between. And, not to ruin the story or anything, but tell me why, when they had the chance to kill the killer, nobody knew how to aim a gun right. And his ass eventually got away...AGAIN! And that's another thing, his ass got away like 12 times during the whole movie. Cuz just when you thought he was dead, ol' dumbass over here done escaped somehow. Forreal that dude was on some Criss Angel/Hodini shit. lolz. But i also saw 17 Again; which was funny as hell and awesome, and Ghost of Girlfriend's Past. And i kinda hate the way that Matthew Mchoohoo dude talk, but that movie was also good. I tried to watch Angels & Demons, but i was dozing off about 3 minutes into it.

Idk why, but i'm in the mood for a pool party. I just have the urge to swim. So if any of my friends have one, i MUST go. If not, i will have a friggin bitch fit. haha. Not feeling much today, just kinda pissed that i'm at my dad's for the next week. But hey, it's better than having to be here every other 2 weeks. Which i will have to start doing in the summer. BOOOOOO! Hate stupid ass family court judges! =P

BTW, Thomas Fiss is officially divorced from VFC. Kinda sad, but life moves on, no? oh and i also like to randomly talk with a French or Southern accent. Not sure what's gotten into me. Lovebug maybe? tehehe.

Money Money Money Money....MUHH-NAY!

  • May. 14th, 2009 at 9:28 PM
colors, rainbow, rainbow lips
Well my dad took me "shopping" today. Got 1 shirt and 4 pairs of jeans, from Wal*Mart, and 2 pairs of sneakers from Target. Sure, it's nice that he took me shopping and all, cause well, i deserve it. He never buys me SHIT, it's really ABOUT TIME! But the fact that he complained because i bought 2 pairs shoes instead of one, and how he acts like i'm a pain in the ass just because i want, no NEED, 4 $8 shirts!! It's like, if you don't wanna take care of me, feed me, or buy me clothes...they why the FUCK did you have me?!

Anyhooz, i've been really into 80's and 70's music recently. I'm especially loving "Tempted By The Fruit Of Another" by Squeeze, "Mony Mony" by Billy Idol, "Angel Is A Centerfold" by J. Giles Band, and "Come Together" by the Beatles. I'm thinking i might just be old...in the musical since. And all new music is is reusing retro beats and choruses from the 80's, and mixing it with a "new skool" sound and a techno voice.

Finally going back home tommorow, i gotta get stuff in motion for my brothers graduation. I didn't really have money to get him anything, so i made him a congrats banner, which i'm painting VCU colors. But my pop's coughed over 45 bucks, which 20 of will be going to the D(exter)L(amar)B(ooth) college fund.
My hair looks all...dismembered. But it's working in my favor. Add some thick eyeliner and a nice coat of lipgloss, and i can so pull off the deranged, innocent/dangerous look. lmao. Welllllll, i'm on my way to becoming a better student, going to SOL pullout for Algebra II tomorrow. And if all goes well, I will pass the SOL by the skin of my teeth. heh. Nothing new with her, but i'm working on it. ;] More deets to come soon.

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