TMI Tuesday

I decided to do a TMI Tuesday this week. I liked the questions and I had time while at work. This is my first one I think. Officially. Enjoy!

1. If they kept stats of your sex life like they do in sports, what would you lead the league in? what all time record would you hold?

I would mead the league in kisses, lol. I've said it before, I really am surprised I never got mono. I love kissing! Its one of the only sex acts that is widely accepted. You can do it anywhere. And I've kissed tons more dudes than I've had sex with. I kissed people I don't even like like that! And I not only lips. I like kissing just about what ever body part is near me (except a few which are known to be dirty). I recall a few times kissing Kesi's soapy back in the shower. And while the experience was nice the taste wasn't.

I would maybe hold the record for... Sex jokes. My mind is all in the gutter.

2. What song gets you in the mood to have sex? best music to fuck to? best music to make love to?

Maxwell's "submerge." that song is sexy. I'm not really particular about music as I think others are. Most of the time the TV's on.

3. Where is your favorite place to have sex in your house/apartment?

In my bed. I am corny, I know. But I really think that's what they're made for, so... Ooh or maybe the shower. Yeah, that's the one.

4. (girls) Have you sent or given your used panties to a guy? Do you know what happened to them? (guys) Have you taken/asked for a girls panties before? What did you do with them? (non-breeders) What is the protocol for this "tradition"?

I'm very protective of my drawers. I didn't build up such a collection by giving them away. The thought of giving someone my undies makes me sad. I'm sure I'd want them back. And used? That's nasty.

5. What makes a kiss a great to you?

Passion. The tension of right before the kiss. Hanging by a string in the air. And big lips. Kesi's lips are like pillows. I just fall into them.

Bonus: Who pays for a date? If the girl asks a guy out, does she pay? If you are interested in same sex partners, how do you determine who pays?

The person who asks. I'd its spur of the moment, you split it. These days, this far into the relationship, we stand there and go, "are you paying? I can pay. You sure?" and we kinda alternate.
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Reason 57349 why I need a new job:

My supervisor walks in, late I might add, and asks me if I was pregnant. "No but I gained some weight..." I know its true. I'm ok with it. My ass is reaping the benefits. So she responds, "yeah but in one week?" and says something about the width of my face. This is how we start the day.

Jesus, be a fence.
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Trynna find a way...

So I changed the name of my blog again. I think it should be a yearly thing, as I think I changed it this time last year. Anywho, its a song by Nelly Furtado, from her first album, and I love it and I think it refers to me right now. The lyrics that are more literal that is. So anyways, here are the lyrics. Feel closer to me in this way. I was trying to choose between the line I used in the header and, "angel on my left side, devil on my right, and they fight for my attention." but I'm not feeling duality right now, more, the struggle. So boom. Read the lyrics. I'm going to sleep.

"trynna find a way"

I left my heart in San Francisco with some club kids on a crowded street somewhere
The sky was red and he said, "would you like to come be a part of my North American Dream?"
I could try to chase life down, down the street and I'd find the separation of fact and fiction

I'm tryin' a find a way
I'm tryin' a find a right
And if I budge I just might
I'm tryin' a find a way
I'm tryin' a find a right
And if I budge I just might

I left my conscience somewhere with my rythym
I heard about it from the mouth of a man
He was hopping some trains and combing the land
Looking for a lover (kiss) planted in the east
Trying to run from the dreaded fist beast
And it lies, it lies
in the picket fence call
It was my own paradise with my own private corridor

I'm tryin' a find a way I'm tryin' a find a right
And if I budge I just might
I'm tryin' a find a way
I'm tryin' a find a right
And if I budge I just might

So I'm dancing to a new beat and it came to me in bed
My veins became a strain of light that I let to flow instead
And a wish came to me like Peter Pan at my window and said
Evolve your destiny child and you'll never walk alone-no
You'll never walk alone, but
Travel to the land of surrender till' you can't cry no more
Till you can't, till you can't
And you'll never walk alone

all this inspiration is passing me by/all I can do is chill when I really wanna fly/and this pollution do nothing but dirty up my mind/faster than forever in the blink of an eye/to see past my lethargy is hard I feign/the beauty of my youth is gone but the chemicals remain

I'm tryin' a find a way
I'm tryin' a find a right
And if I budge I just might
I'm tryin' a find a way
I'm tryin' a find a right
And if I budge I just might

I travel to this land of surrender but I see it's all over me, over and over again...and I try and I try and I try...an angel on my left side and a devil on my right..and they fight and they fight and they fight..they're fighting, they're fighting, they're fighting for my attention...hello? You have my attention...Do I have your attention...Can I have your attention please?...please, you've made such such an impression on me
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Child today...

Someone I knew used to say that when she was having a bad day and someone would ask how she was. "child today."

"Today" is a bad day, one which is suffered through. In my case "today" was yesterday, when I had to run the store alone thanks to a call off. For the most part I could not bring myself to smile at the many guests I had, at least until I texted Lauren and she related to me and encouraged me. I thank God for her. I took a little sheet of paper and wrote down some suggestions of places to apply to and counted the hours until I could get home and get on the internet. I also texted Kesi: "I gotta do something, man. I can't take it!" "so do something." it really is just that simple. Although what I want to do is quit, I know I can't just yet.

When I got to his house I got on the net and sent my application to a few more "Atlanta Institutions." the act itself really lifted my spirits. Imagining someone calling me and setting up an appointment for an interview. Saying, yeah I could do that, I could work there.

I decided not to go to the Halloween party. Yeah I been looking forward to it but I think I'm getting sick and I don't have a ride. Still looking forward to Kesi's birthday Friday and our lil weekend of love, lol. That's one thing I'll miss: cheap rooms! I'll have to get the hook up from the people I would still plan on talking to once I leave from here.

Genarlow Wilson got out of jail just now. Yay! Could you imagine, one thing you did in high school coming back to you as 10 years in jail? That's just not fair. I'm happy for him. He seems like he grew a lot since he was 17. Very introspective about the whole thing. He's ready to eat some real food, lol! And he still gets to be a role model for his sister. Awesome.

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Its hot.

Wait, I'm sorry, its fucking hot. Its October. The end of October! And the weather here in the A is 80 degrees! I had to open the doors and windows, and of course I choose today to clean Mikey's tank. I was sweating my face off in my new Aéropostale polo. I really didn't think I'd wear it til next year. And now I get to sweat in it.

So yeah. We're in a drought too! Luckily I don't drink our local water, but I do bathe. I can't stink! Thank god it rained today. I'm gonna go run out and play! No seriously, its good that it rained because I was seriously worried we'd go the way of Malibu. Everything was so dry. According to CNN, watershed management was driving around to fine prople with green lawns!

I'm watching "Samantha Who." funny! Please watch it so they don't cancel it. I love Christina Applegate. Great timing. Loves it.

Nothing new is going on in my life. Please forgive. After Friday's party things will just fly! The rest of the year will zoom by. And don't be afraid of my costume! I promise not to whip anybody... Hard... Unless they like that? Oh I am gonna have so much fun!
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In other news:

I'm getting along in my new book. Halfway done. Its about this woman's life with her mother and why one day she killed her. Its very deep. I love the way Alice Sebold writes. Its so multi dimentional, like she went through these people's entire lives and then the story comes. It weaves in and out of the past and present, so you're in this woman's mind. Very good.

Speaking of mothers, we (my brother and 2 cousins and I) were marveling at the fact that my mom can carry on a conversation with herself. Like, she walked into my cousin's room and starts rambling on about a paycheck she couldn't cash and walmart needs employee verification, yada yada, and my cousin said NOTHING the whole time. Then she goes, "ok," and left. She does that to me all the time, especially when I'm reading or writing. For me, when I'm in my room I kind of don't want visitors, but she just walks in, talks for 5 minutes, and then leaves. She also tends to think we need this particular update in her life, because she says stuff that implies we should be keeping tabs. "you didn't bring me a candy bar? You know I'm its that time of the month!" And how would I know this if you didn't tell me? I wouldn't know when mine was if I wasn't on birth control...

I got my whip for my halloween costume last night. The party responsibilities have been taken out of our hands and given to the guy who threw the house party last time. Great! We weren't really getting serious it seems, and I really just wanted to have a party to GO to so I could look fly, so this is great. I just gotta find a way to get there. I don't know if I want to ask Breezy cuz he gets off an hour before me and I don't know if he wants to wait. But he's in TX for his birthday, so I'm holding off on plans til I talk him.

Tomorrow is Lauren's and my friendaversary! Yay! I have decided what to get her but I won't mention it until its gotten. She knows what it is but I don't wanna mention it until its final. We've been friends for 10 years! Yay! I can't imagine what a messed up person I would be if I didn't have her. Just a bundle of crazy. Ok, I might be a bundle of crazy now, but without her my knot might come aloose, leaving me as crazy scattered all over the place, lol. And who wants to deal with that? Only the cats I would inevitably have by now. They like knots and when things scatter. I have gone off on a tangent. Basically I would be lost without my Lala.
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Get with it or get depressed

My baby cousin has so much energy. No one person can keep up with him. Its crazy. And he has a steel trap memory. Like, I already mentioned how in August he remembered I had a turtle after seeing it once in May. And he rattles off a list of birthday gifts he wants when he talks on the phone. And his laugh! Oh its infectious. He laughs like he's being tickled even at the littlest thing.

I look at him and he's so happy. And occasionally I remember why. He has no bills. The only thing he has to remember is to tell one of us when he has to pee. Everything is new. Everything is exciting. Yes, we as adults have a ton of shit to deal with and sometimes I envy his inncence. But that only lasts a split second and then he says, "let's get in the dark!" and we jump under the covers and pretend to snore. Even though he's my cousin (despite the fact that I have many, he's the first that I've felt like an adult around...) I can see what people mean when they say they relive youth through their kids. I know my cousin means it when she says he's her "bestest friend." he's probably brought her to a lot of new places. And you can get with it or be mad that you don't have it anymore. I choose option A.

I'm reading a new book! Yay! I'm really picky about books, much like music. I kind of have a loyalty to bands and writers, so I'm thrilled that Alice Sebold has a new book out. I picked it up today and then left it at work- brilliant!- but chapter 1 was so full of dimension that I know I'm going to love it. Her 1st book, "the lovely bones," is being made into a movie. Her second, "lucky," was a memoir, and I defy you not to be completely pissed off by page 11. Seriously. She remembers these details so vividly that you kind of cont want to read it but you can't stop. And the subject matter is one that would make you pissed off. But both books are great so here I go with the third. Pick it up while its on that 1st week sale.

I have this killer cramp in my leg. Of course it pops up first thing this morning when I have to work a 10 hour day... Not one of the ones where I went in at 5, or the 4 days I've had off since Wednesday. No... Needs a sitting down job! I remain diligent! I need to head to my campus and look at their student job board. Next day off, that's the plan.

My brother leaves in 5 days. Didn't get the chance to see him but we have been talking. He'll be in bootcamp for 3 months, then they'll send him off to whence ever. I saw on CNN that the marines want out of Iraq, and I'm all for that. I think, and he thinks, that it would be cool to go to Japan. I told him that a friend went and said he was the tallest one there. My bro is 6'1". So he'll be over people's heads for reals. My cousin crysta also lived there and she loved it. She modeled there while her husband was in the air force. Anyways, I wish and pray success and all the best for Jay. I would like to actually be able to hang out with lil bro one day.
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The Riley boo.

"booooo! Ack! Get to da flick." Riley Freeman

I have been known to boo people. I have been doing it long before the cartoon. But Regina King has a knack for the boo. So I will call MY boo, "the Riley boo."

On to other things. Did anyone else have the day off Saturday and see "Legally Blonde, the Musical?" it was so good! The chick who played Elle can really sing. And if you tell me that choreographer was not a gay black man I will fall out. All that booty poppin? Shoot. The jump rope part was crazy. I wanna get jumping. I have one, but my bright self decided to try it indoors and I hit one of my ceiling panels. Yeah, stopped that action. I fell out when the UPS guy started riverdancing. Hee-larious.

Watching MTV this week makes me want to buy a rilo kiley cd. I really like that song "money maker." its funky. I have been disappointed with music lately, so I might have to sleep on the thought for now.

My youngest bro bought the "brain age" game. It said I have the brain of a 67 year old! I'm slow! I might have to steal his game and up that. It has sidoku on it. Arrsome! I kicked butt, but if you get 1 square wrong, they penalize you 20 minutes. 20? (insert Riley boo) That's effed. But it is an incentive to slow down and really think about what you're doing. I'm slightly addicted to it. I'm sure I'm gonna have to buy him some new batteries.

The diary thing is going good. And so is the job hunt. I havent had any interviews but I have applied to a few places- places where I can have a seat! There are a lot of possitions open at my dream location. I don't know if I mentioned it before but I won't mention it again. Let's just say its one of the places Atlanta is famous for. No, not Magic City! Lol. My head feels a lot clearer. Inhale, exhale! I have been writing my 2 week notice in my head. Its my mantra, a la Jameil. I even wrote it in said diary. "to who it may concern: I'm out this bitch! Holla!"
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I just read sista toldja's most recent blog. Sigh. I agree, but I disagree. And I still can't comment from my phone, despite an upgrade.

In high school, I was not really popular, despite the fact that people knew me. Why did they know me? I was "the girl that dated the white guy." lol or the one that hung around white people. Even though that wasn't totally the case. I actually hung with 3 black people, 4white people, a cambodian, a few Mexicans, and a guy of mixed race. That was the "core" of our group, so... Not only that, but I was quite a dater in high school. I never didn't have a boyfriend. Could I have possibly been the only one who dated someone out of my race in the history of East Point? Doubt it.

Can I just say, my dating the notorious ex had NOTHING to do with an aversion to my fellow black male, and his had nothing to do with his aversion to white chicks. We were very close friends and things progressed from there. I don't believe that our compatibility was increased or decreased because of our race. I like dating people of the same mind, yet who are from different backgrounds as me. Kesi and I are from different backgrounds, even though we are both black. He is southern and that makes a big difference in our thinking and the way we were raised. But I digress.

I think if a person closes up their mind to possibilities they may be missing out on learning something. I don't know what kind of people of other races and cultures that some people come in contact with, but I very rarely look at one person's faults, or even graces, as an extension of said race or culture. I am not just talking about refusing to date outside your race, but refusing to associate with them too. You learn a lot about yourself when you step outside of what you know.

I feel like a lot of what she said about interracial dating negated all the things that the people in those relationships are experiencing. My mother's side of the family is such an amalgamation of different cultures from its inception. I love that about me. And that, the love and bravery to see something in someone who is nothing like you, its in me.

Furthermore, I'm not so concerned with who YOU date. Do you! I'm gonna love who I love. Its plenty of people who date ugly people... Maybe we should get on that, lol. I don't think the success of the relationship has to do with what the person looks like. If you don't love yourself you can date as many black people as you want and you'll never be successful.

I'm just rambling here. That really got to me on so many levels. A real post will be coming soon. Holla.
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Random.

I'm so tired of taking the train at night. Maybe there's something to this driving thing. Of course, I'd need a working car, and more money with which to buy gas. $13 a week to get around aint half bad. Compared to what I could be paying. Sometimes I wish some rich person would leave me money in their will. But I don't know any rich (monetarily) people, do I?

This white guy and black guy got into it on the train. Monday the white guy was saying this blind woman was faking and this woman called him a cracker. "I love black people!" this is his response. Fine. At least 2 don't like you though. So Tuesday night he strikes up a convo with someone. "what you reading about?" "black people." "you don't have to get racist..." what? That's not racist. Clearly he was reading about negroes. So he goes into his "I love black people again," and the man next to him for some unknown reason besides general craziness of the 1130PM variety, starts calling him a cracker too and tells him not to touch him. The white guy gets defensive and tells him he'll touch him if he wants. They fight, and some toothless "5% nation prophet" pulls them apart. This is all what I heard, as I didn't turn around. I have no desire to see these fools act ignant. I also have no desire to have the woman who looks like the Cat Lady off the Simpsons curse at the invisible person next to her. Maybe that's just me.

Went shopping Tuesday. Ask anybody, I am the bargain shopper. I went in there and spent $46 on 3 tops and 2 pairs of shorts, and some VS lipgloss. I averaged $7 an item. :D Kesi says he can never find nice stuff for him, but he just doesn't have my knack. I don't break the bank on either of us. The most expensive thing I ever bought him was some Tims. I think...

I'm noticing that our years are starting to run together. For the life of me I cannot remember where we went for our 2nd anniversary. There was Houstons, Longhorns, red lobster, and Magiano's. No idea a about the second year. Lmao, and don't ask me about gifts. Wonder what it'll be like 20 years down the line. What conjunction of 8 different events will I share with our kids?

I am gonna start writing in a diary again. I bought a cute Indian designed one. Burgundy with gold henna design. I stopped when my entries got few and far between. That was some years ago. Then I started blogging, and at first I was writing every little thing, then people started making lil "real life" comments about my opinions and we were having internet gang wars and shit. Plus there are certain things I CAN'T say on the net because they require hella back story, and some are like unspoken within the family and friends, or secrets I'm supposed to keep, which I just don't wanna get into. But I have no particular outlet and sometimes I go in circles in my head. So diary it is.

Is it just me or, when people shake your hand all the time even though you're already acquainted with them, does it just come off really fake? My manager does that all the time. Come on. I guess someone told him it made us feel good. Who ever came up with that idea should take a hand shake to the face.

I almost had an encounter with the Notorious Ex. I have mentioned him before but I just decided to start calling him that like 2 days ago. I won't mention the thing that almost led us to be in the same room, but I will say I saw a cell phone pic of his wife (fat-ish) and his kids (adorable) and his body which thankfully was cropped so his head wasn't in the picture. I think if I would have seen his face, what he looks like 7 years later... I look at pictures of him that I still have in my photo albums and it goes from "I remember this day," to "I remember what happened," to this state of mind where I know this is all the past and I am a different person, and I kind of don't recognize him. I will say that looking at his kids was a strange experience. Knowing that I once wanted to have kids with him... I think that things are good for me the way they are, but I wonder about them. They're gonna have a crazy dad. I know one day we'll all meet up, but for now I'd like things to just a memory.

You know what I want? A calf massage. While watching ANTM and eating Wendy's chicken nuggets. I'm gonna make that happen. Holla!
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Baby time

So Saturday was my friend's baby shower. Yay! She came and picked me up (I felt so weird having her take me but she didn't mind. "its a little thing for someone I haven't seen in so long") around 330, and chatted with my mom until about 4, the time of the party, lol. Fashionably late, oh yes.

Her family was so cool. It showed me how much I really used to spend time at her house that I remembered a lot of them. Someone asked how we became friends: after my science teacher decided she hated me, she moved me to a seat in the front next to Brandi. She wrote me a note that said "I like fried chicken and N*sync." and the rest is history. I did almost get emotional telling that ridiculous story. We relived the silliest parts of our friendship..none of which I can think of right now! My mom even found the pic of us at the 11th grade prom. We were too fly! Posing in front of her dad's BMW. Hot.

We played shower games. I only mention this because we played one where items in a bag started with the letters in "baby shower" and we had to guess them. Why A= aspirator and E= exzema cream? Sigh. Who calls the sucky thingie an aspirator? Its the sucky thingie. Yall probably didn't even know what I was talking about until I said sucky thingie. And exzema cream? Sigh... Needless to say no one got those right.

Lil pookie will be the flyest baby going. Lots of clothes and stuff, aw junk! Lol and luckily I was the only one to give her a blanket from what I saw. I was afraid someone would buy her one and then she'd take out mine and itd be like, "but this storebought one is nice also..." lol. She and everyone else loved it. (I realize I didn't mention what I did there... The bear is a separate entity, and I sewed it on. But the ears aren't sewn on all the way, they kinda curl up. Cute!)

So we hung out and took pix (see facebook if you're my friend...) and talked about what we're doing now and who's gonna come up and babysit when, lol. You know what's weird? When people you have known since they were 14 start picking up that old people talk. "yeah girl! Uuh huh... Woo child!" and it sounds so contrived. I won't say who but it definitely distracted me from the convo we were having.

After the party we crashed. So full and tired. We watched an episode of Family Guy and I chatted with brandi's lil sis, who I have known since she was 5 and she is now a teen. Sigh, I'm old. She wanted to borrow my shirt. Big sister was like OH, no. We discussed the interest we had in Jenna Bush's book. (The sins of the father do not carry on to the daughter, IMHO.) she's so smart!

And that was my Saturday.
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beary nice!

here's the blankie i made for my firend brandi. story about the shower to follow shortly. she loved it and said it was her favorite!! *blushing* and here's her fawning over it. i opted for video rather than a pic so i could hear her reaction, and ended up with everyone else's oohs and ahhs. drumming up the business! lol

Tv time.

So I had 2 days off and got my hair did! Woo woo! Longer kinky twists. Cute.

Anywhoo, been watching a lot of tv. I'm kinda sad stace and shani had not posted updates on the latest ANTM... That chick bianca...is it just me or is that just the name that fits a bitch? There's no way she could win because no one would hire her. She's got a bad spirit. Anyways, your girls heather and Lisa are fierce. And who did the pic where she was sideways? Hot! Ebony reminds me of this girl I went to middle school with. Tall, beautiful skin... But somethings not connecting. The girl I knew was stiff. Ebony, something in her face doesn't sit with me.

I also watched some documentaries. I watched the last half hour of "inside deep throat," which was about not only the infamous dirty movie but also about the way it changed the adult industry and societal mores. It was mad interesting! Nixon was a big fat prude! He tried to iliminate everything that's even slightly provocative. He'd be one of those FCC dudes these days. And Linda Lovelace... Sigh. Who knows about her. She testified that the guy she "DT"'d was abusive and refused to let her leave his home, yet she chose to re-victimize herself and pose nude 20 years later after "trying so hard to distance herself." hmm. Also, I had the weirdest thought. Back in the day, everyone was naked! I think I'd seen one of the dudes in the documentary in person. That grey haired suit and tie (or pearls and curls) you are every day might be a 70s adult film star! Blah! Everybody's got a past right?

And I also watched "city slickers" about the South African penguin. They are so cute! I want a penguin! Lmao they're pretty small and they don't need snow. However one would surely not survive outside the aquarium. They're a protected species in S Africa, so you have to go out of your way for them. Like wait for them to cross the street and find a nice way to shoo them when they get in your house, which they will do. They also showed an oil slick that almost killed them and it was so sad! But then a literal boatload of people came and saved them! I think I got emotional. It was 3am, ok?

My friend's baby shower is tomorrow. Yay! I made her the cutest blankie! It has a lil bear on it. I could make baby blankets forever. Pix soon as I get completely done. Yeah, I'm cutting it really close, I know.

And lastly, today is my favorite cousin's birthday! Huzzah! Happy birthday leese!
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The FAMU-ly

Ugh. Every day its something at work. Now that I've decided I don't wanna be there anymore, everything is bugging me. I closed alone thurs, sat and sun and tues; my supervisor and I almost (almost, praise the Lord for restraint) got into it; and my new manager is trying to be nice way too late. He's been our mgr for a month maybe and never formally introed himself. I recently found out he's an atheist. Its not something I judge people on, I've actually dated an atheist, but its one of those things... Like if I liked you it wouldn't matter, but since I don't it just adds to the list.

But that's not what this post is about. Its about the Classic.

I put out word that if anyone asks, I have a three year old son. I was explaining to Kesi that telling a guy you have a boyfriend never seems to be enough. Even though a) if its true then my mentioning it means I don't want to talk to you cuz you're not better than him, or b) if its false then I don't wanna talk to you cuz you're wack. But no, you come at me with "you caint have no friends?" what? Do you think he put me on punishment? Sigh... Anyways, so I threw in cutey shamar as my son since his pic was already my wallpaper on my phone.

This dynamic duo, we'll call them Drunk and Deep, decided to hit on me and Mo. Sigh. Now Mo is a flirt regardless, but me, I am a demon to dudes. But at work I have to be somewhat nice to you. Drunk comes in with a big ole bottle of cheap champagne, sweetly toasted and breathing all on her. Meanwhile Deep is asking me why I am not going out that night. I flash my phone, and I must say that lil bookie looks just enough like me to have one believe he's mine. "you married?" I'm not married but I'm not single. "see, if you're not married, you're single. That's the way the world is these days. People that are married these days don't know what commitment is...." he continues on and on as if I'm going to believe he's such a deep thinker. Boo! Be quiet. So I'm basically trying to get the point across that the reason that I'm not married is because I have a "son to care for." lmao! Then he goes on about being married to my children. Whatever it takes pally.

The chicks were out crazy. I realize its so easy to be generically sexy. To have dudes be like "damn!" Have some class though! Seriously. When I go out I look fly. And there's no chance my ass/tatas are popping out of nowhere. Don't wonder why the dudes are hitting on you. Are you that unsure about who you are? I mean there was a few cute, dressed girls, and many chicks who were just wrong. This one had on a bathing suit bottom. like, shorts, but they looked like she was going swimming. Put on some pants girl! You are in college!

Honestly I know nothing about football. Don't care to. Its complicated and it bores me. Dudes run, blah. You kick the ball between the thingies and score extra. The dudes that play are too muscular for me. Kesi used to play in elementary, and I'm sure my kids will too, and maybe then I will care. Or if someone takes me to a game. Now if you wanna talk about how the mets just handed off their title, I'll gladly go there with you cuz I'm so heated! Ugh! So there's no talk of the game here.

And despite the title, not all these fools were from FAMU. I don't want stace beating me up. But they were all from HBCU's. Sigh.
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