Pretty Black Girls

Me and the man have a perfect relationship right now. I won't complain. So not relationship-y talk today. Just peep Faith Evans in the above clip. The song is exactly how I feel whenever I'm around this man. Over four years later I'm just as in love with as I have ever been and I can't wait to celebrate 14, 24, 34, 54, 64 years with him. OK.

love me later :-)

It's been a long time. I shouldn't have left you without a dope blog to step to.

Drake's 'So Far Gone' dropped. Pure crack.

Let's talk about ex, shall we.

When it comes to my ex-BM I feel like a crackhead. I know he's bad for me. I know he ain't worth shit. I know he's basically a loser. And I love him. fuck.

Valentine's Day weekend I was stuck at school babysitting my kid brother in my apartment so me and the ex decided to postpone Vday for a week. I drove down to DC with intentions to do dinner at what looked like a fabulous restaurant named Siroc. Unfortunately, and per usual, I was late getting into DC and got lost a few times. So though our reservations were for 9:15 I didn't meet up with the man until around 10. So we did fast food, alcohol, herb, and watched the Lakers game. Basically a typical Friday night for us. However for the past number of months I have avoided getting jiggy with him because every time I do some bullshit goes down. For instance:

Last month the man told me he got a new phone number. I rarely call him because he always beats me to the punch but that night I wanted to hear his voice and I had something to tell him so I call. A girl picks up. Says he isn't around. I say ok tell him to call me later. She calls me back half hour later and informs me that she and him are sleeping together and have been for some time. Mind you I wasn't sleeping with him so I said thanks for the heads up. A few minutes later she calls me back and informs that this was actually her phone that she let him borrow. Also I find out that the car he had been letting me borrow was in fact hers as well. (his triflinness knows no bounds, I fucking swear) THEN this dumbass women tells me that her and other hoes of my ex all know about me as "the girlfriend" but don't mind that they are sideline hoes. All I could say was wow. She capped the conversation by telling me that she doesn't care about him and that she just uses him for the d. And I'm the King of Morocco.

She won't be the first woman to call me with some bullshit. There was Juanita who claimed she was pregnant. Her best friend Milky was my ex's brother's side deal. Juanita and Milky are a classy pair. There were others but I can't remember their names. He's triflin but he's young and I won't even go in on the number of side men I've had. But because my ex keeps getting caught I don't have to. (But I do think one of his friends who went to college with me let this beans spill. Damn him)

So anyway, for a few months the ex has been saying he wants us to get more serious. He sees us being married one day like my mommy and daddy. He sprinkles I love you's into conversations. And this past weekend he, his family, and friends made repeated references to me as his girlfriend. What the fuck though? No, I'm not going there with him because I've been down this tunnel and the light is always dissappointing as hell. Had a fun weekend though.

Love me later :-)

This year was out of this world. I am happy it is over. I cried alot. Laughed alot. Ate the best burger ever. Went to Puerto Rico. Had a Dominican. Fanned away the flames of insanity. And loved.

Top 10 (or so) things This Year Taught Me:

10. The folks at Google taught me that if you can imagine it, it can be done. Google and Apple are our generations Disney Co. making real the magic we never imagined could exist.

9. Michelle Obama taught me that my mom, nana, and aunties are not the only ones. There are others. One of them now lives in the White House.

8. Barack H. Obama taught me that being half Kenyan is a hell of an asset.

10. I'm feeling this new lady rapper. I'm on her blog. I see her cousin. He was the worst first date ever. I blogged about him. Now I remember how he wouldn't shut up about his cousin who was a performer and how I couldn't care less. Funny.

9. It turns out your favorite MC is a lame.

8. You ask G-d for a certain person. When you get that person. You ask G-d for a do over.

7. You work your whole life to get here. But when you get here you wanna be somewhere else.

6. A couple hot lines does not a classic album make.

5. A whole country of niggas jumped in on the Jay/Nas beef. That was so personal. How it became the War of 1812 of hip hop is beyond this blogger.

4. You realize the people you look up to should look up to you.

3. Insecurity does not respect a bank account.

2. It'll be 10 degrees outside and PBG's lined up 'round the corner to show a baller some snatch.

1. My kid brother is the coolest man I know. Young Black America, the mixtape drop, 2009, change hip hop.

This was my first Christmas without my ex-boyfriend ever. Before we dated we were friends and had been since I was like seven. Now that we aren't dating I wish that we could be friends again. That hasn't worked this past year and I grew exhausted from constantly having to create and commit to borders. We are both incredibly sensitive and selfish and it was just a bad deal; the friendship after intense love affair thing.

So now here we are. I check my phone bill and realize he calls me more that I thought. Damn Sprint. I mean I try to ignore his calls anyway but seeing that there are calls that I'm missing and he's still calling kind of did something to me. Then I checked my messages, something I never do, and see that he'd left me several. One on Christmas Eve.

He was the worst boyfriend in the history of my boyfriends. As far as girlfriends go, however, I didn't exactly take the cake. We were young and who knows what will happen years from now. All I know is I woke up today feeling as if there was a hole in my heart that pierced through my spirit. In the throws of a dream and the force of reality shock, in a daze, I imagined I would be waking up next to him. I still can't sleep on his side of the bed.

Maybe I'm just PMS'ing.

In no particular order, here are the news fellas I'm hopelessly in like with. Google them baby. Most these people I been on for years but the world is just now catching up.

NUMBERS 10 AND 9 HAVE BEEN OMMITTED BECAUSE THEIR MUSIC SUCKS. I WAS BUGGIN. MY BAD.

8. Asher Roth
No explanation needed. The boy is just cool.

7. Kid Cudi

Pillow Talk. And you bet he's a cutie. And his flow is mellow to the max. And he's not obsessed with self image. Or maybe he is and I've been got.

5. Wale
This man been hot for a minute. On my playlist anyhow. I'm like his 100th biggest fan. That's alot. And dude is African. Africa stand UP! Also his cool is the exact kind I crave in a man. When I look at my BM I see exactly what can be seen in Wale. Something bout a Uptown BM. Especially one from the Y...get outta here. It's like the confidence of a grown man who is completely comfortable in his skin and is intrinsically aware of his emotions and of those around him. This is why my latest BM makes me blush. It's alot to witness...so another post but whatev.

4. The Constellations
I know what you're thinking if you know who they are. But I don't give a hoohah. This is my list and I think they are more hip hop than gothic. Thank Ceelo and Andre 3 tho.

3. Pac Div
I love these men because they are so cute. I'm a bit shallow with the new school of rap. Being good looking helps a hec of alot. These boys just got what it takes for me to be down.

2. Chuck Inglish

Best beats in the bussiness. I'm pretty sure he made this one, if not then well...go to his myspace there are some dope beats there also as well. Some dude named Bee Nasty is still my favorito but...step your game up.

1. MICKEY ROCKS
His air is just... I stan for slim. He just got that certain zha zha zhou and I dig it. He is cool personified on the mic and I respect his flow. His urban dictionary page is hilarious. Ladies Love cool Mike. He's my numero unero on the list because his music rocks my socks off.


!. Drake
Wheelchair Jimmy just got a smooth delivery. I thought he was falling off until I heard SO FAR GONE. Genius

The BM that my Aunties introduced me to is a phenomenal one. On paper. But in reality, he ain't nothing close to my type. But for the old women's sake I stay nice to him. I even agreed to let him take me out on a date. But then this nigga took it too far trying to take me to Detroit to meet his fam. What?! Why?! When I uncomfortably declined he going say, "oooh Imma tell yo momma. You know she like me right." To which I replied, "Really? Maybe you don't understand that that don't matter not a little bit over here." Not a little bit. Silly Negro.

In my family opinions matter. I do take them under consideration. My mommy HATED my ex. But my grammy loves him. And my brother was cool with him. If my brother hated him (which he did by the end of the duet) it'd be a different story. See, mothers like men they can see their daughters with. Brothers like men who are right for their sisters. Totally different.

This got me to thinking though. What are some reasons people think they should be involved [with moi, you may have totally different reasons.] that are just stupid.