What the hell have i been doing..............

Nothing really to be honest but i have been growing like the last tree in the amazon ( shame on you people write on both sides of the paper).Anyway i'm going to start trying this again .I think i can handle it for a while cause i've started noticing things again and let me say i am not happy. oh yea and i've got twitter follow neekchic

silence is golden

Im trying to revise for my exam but there is some woman talking on the phone in the quite zone in the library. i have assaulted her with some of my special side eyes but no response. Im gonna have to rethink my side eyes as this is an epic fail. On a good note there is a guy im siting next to who smells of man and there is nothing like the good smell of man in the morning

An Ode to bossip

I love my bossip served hot any time of day
So please don't spare
Those SMH comments
or those Jesus take the wheel moments
I love me some bossip i dream about it in my lectures
Clicking on the click to continue feature
that will have some scandal
that even BBC wouldn't be a able to handle
I love me some bossip that i even told my white friends
now they tell me bossip says that aint the best way to wear my braids
So this is an ode to bossip
Please keep on providing me the best of black gossip

I'm sorry guys your probably thinking that i sprinkled too much crack in my coffee this morning. But like a swine flu sick Mexican i can't helpthe way i feel. Plus all this revision and coursework got me delirious .Bossip keeps me from dying from boredom and obscurity ( i just realised the other day that my friends only talk to me cause i know that bossip).. anyway im off to bossip . www.bossip.com for you fools who don't know what cave have you been sharing with Bin-laden

Sincerly
T

I ain't even gonna front.....you FINE!

There is a guy who i have been seeing that is fine as hell ( go on with your sexy eyes)So i just wanted to applaud all those fine men out there . Sometimes when you ( yes you ladies) are down and you see a fine man cross the room you ain't depressed no more. Instead you are thinking about the best way to save the very best of your ovaries so you can have some designer babies him !

lol anyway on a serious note i want to talk about something that has recently been eating away at me like an itchy weave

The word Hater
For the those who do not know what the word hater means . It USED to be a word that described a person who envied another person to the point that they tried to bring that person down

NOW
It has turned into a word that black people especially use to hide their embarrassment or ignorance . I'm not a hater if i say you look like a prick YOU really do LOOK like a prick . Do not call me a hater to save your dignity cause you were not thinking about it the moment you walked out looking like Bobby brown doing the Crackhead shimmy . I vote no .I'm not hating when i say

" that girl you just tried to chat up wasn't all that " ....she really was get over it. You just tried to talk to Shrek it happens .Don't call me a hater and say i wish i looked like her cause i will fly kick you to the nearest opticians so you can get your eyes tested Or if i say

" Oh this one is better " again i'm not hating . Its a fact you idiot . they reviewed it in the newspaper and did some scientific tests and shit on it . So unless your ass has a PHD do not call me a hater. Instead go and read a newspaper and learn something . SMH


So next time you call someone a hater just think please think....do i really have something that someone could hate on or i'm i reaching some new level of undiscovered stupidity. Hopefully in the end you will choose the second option and walk away before you sound like the village idiots uneducated cousin.Cause the only person that i am hating on at the moment is Rihanna's banging body and that because i know i wouldn't have to work a day in my life if Sweet Strawberry infused Jesus had personally blessed me with it

P.S God blesss the woman handing out free noodles may her ovaries provide her many healthy children!

dammnnnn i got lost in the jungle of life

yea its true I'm back .I'm ready to kill all ignorance with my keyboard and stupidity with my words.I can't believe its been a year but you know what? i needed a year... i need a little more experience ....

now for your regular schedule
Sincerely,
T

Something new

I'm starting something completely new at my uni, a neosoul poetry society . i've been thinking about it for a while but i'm doing it for real now . I have so many ideas spinning in my head i can't even concentrate on my real work . i'm already seeing open mics , slam competitions within the uni and with other universities. I'm seeing acoustic gigs with acclaimed poets coming in doing their thing in a jazzy atmosphere. Starting neo -soul artists coming and performing their spoken word. I can't actually wait to start something new

here is anothe janelle song this one is from her real debut album The audition i love this song

Possible reasons why black women are angry

It is a stereotypical conception that black women are just angry. All the time. i'm not here to add to the stereotype but i am here as a black woman to answer reasons why we maybe angry

1. Black men . of course. One of our curses is to love the black man to the point that we take his inexcusable bullshit. Since the black man still feels emasculated by the white man they still put this burden on our shoulders. So we carry most of their pain , confusion and broken dreams. They treat us horribly because we are the only ones that they can do that too and because we love our black men we sit and take it . But anger of course never dies it just boils and boils and now we have cracked and we talk back and we complain about the black man's treatment of us. They look at it as attitude some of it maybe but other times it is discontent with the way we are treated.

2. Society. society doesn't treat us fairly we are at the bottom of the pile always striving to climb out . We can't possibly be intelligent because we are both black and female. Some people would say but its 2008 , exactly so why do i always feel that when i open my mouth people expect everything other than intelligence and truth to come out of my mouth

3.Clothes size. I for one can not get into a pair of primark jeans because they were made for European sized figures. This tends to mean narrow hips and flat booty's. fit into these things better but our more voluptuous figure can't get the damn jeans past our hips an need the assistance of coat hangers sometimes. This means we are sometimes are ashamed of our assets.

4. We are always stereotyped. we can never be women who want careers or women who want to fulfil themselves in life. We are whores , man thiefs , malicious head rolling finger snapping bitches who reek of attitude . i must admit some of us are like this but this is only because they have started believing the hype. But for women like us who are tired of being seen as unreasonable ball bashers ,keep going

My broke ass

My ass is so broke now i couldn't sell it and make change and just to show you how broke i am:

i'm so broke i can't buy a pint of stale milk
i'm so broke homeless people are offering me money
I'm so broke homeless people laugh at my broke ass
i'm so broke security alarms go off BEFORE i enter a store
i'm so broke i have to make my own Vaseline with cooking oil
I'm so broke i can only window shop at primark

Now that you know how broke i am I'm happy cause now people know how miserable it is to be a student. And how the government has anally rapped me into a debt that may take up to 10 years to pay back even though my education benefits this country. i can't stand this i'm going to fill in maintenance loan for next year

I Love Brazil

i do i really do . I've never been there but the day i do sweet ribena flavoured Jesus it will be the happiest day in my life. i have no idea where my obsession for this country and its language came from but oh dear its come to the point where i'm contemplating on telling people that im a 20th Brazilian . ( that means my great great great grandfather was Brazilian or something) . All im saying is that i made myself a promise the other day that that is the first place im going to visit when i start my free spirit travelling. No but seriously damnnnn let me pull up a picture up for you so you can understand


Beautiful

Don't get me wrong i still think my home country is the most beautiful thing in the world but i don't think i can spend my whole life with out doing everything i can do . i need to see what else is out there ( the fact that Brazilian men are hot does help lol ). i feel i need to see more than my parents back yard and the backside of Portsmouth({{{{ i do not want). just to finish this post i will leave you with a song by janelle monae who I've almost become clearly obsessed with but the girl is on a new level of music

Contain the crazy

My friend and i ( you see the grammar is improving lol i still can't believe i'm an English lit student too)were talking about something the other day that would strike fear into a mans heart . We were talking about containing the crazy . this means that when you meet a new person and enter a new relationship it is necessary to contain that crazy side of your personality e.g insecurities , bad or weird habits or suppressing your true feelings or thoughts. I don't know how we got to this conversation but at the end we decided one thing .. that it is when you contain the crazy at the beginning of the relationship that the person you are seeing will not end up in love with the real you . Instead they will be in love with the contained crazy persona you entered the relationship with . maybe this is the reason why relationships end because in the end the crazy is going to come out and that other person will wonder where the person they fell in love with went to.So here's the plan don't go into a relationship containing the crazy. It's okay to have insecurities etc a person should be loved because they are beautifully human which means they have faults. it will save a lot of heartache if you just go in the deep end naked than being weighed down with heavy clothes because in the end you might drown.if they can handle you when you haven't contained the crazy then they should be worth it because whoever is willing to take your crazy shit is a saint trust me. Besides you know that Jesus is just going to tell them how you really are when you get to those gates. nothing is probably worse than an ex in heaven mad at your ass