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moonchild

♥love.24.energy.flesh.bones.
lover.friend.daughter.sister.jewelry designer.
student of life.creative.writer.cancer.
native new yorker.residing in new jersey.






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      Let's go little kitty kat...
    Ugh this damn week I swear. I have to finish 8 hours of math lab by friday morning and so far I have two hours..ugggh. I HATE MATH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    Anywho- You like my new layout? Straight up Beyonce- Kitty Kat video. Yes, girl! You-better-work!! I heard she vogue's in it. NINJA STYLE! Ooh I can't wait to see it. And all the other fiddyleven videos she got coming out on APRIL 3RD ON DVD IN WALMART. :)
    I can't wait to see "Suga Mama" though. Oh my word. She a stripper in it..dancing on TWO poles for her mans.

    If only I had someone who would appreciate/encourage a fun activity like that........................................





    So yeah- I cut my hair again everybody. Now it's up to the middle of my neck and it's highlighted in the front. It's cute..bobby- cut. I don't know what I'm trying to do with changing my hair all the time now..but whatever! LOL I almost did a Halle Berry move though. Forreal. I thought some red highlights...(a nice auburn) would be fly if my hair was that short. But then, I thought of Kelly Rowland- 2001 and was like, girl, no. You are not Kelendria, and this ain't a Survivor photoshoot. So yeah I didn't do it. I like it short though. A bitch don't have to a damn thing to it! It's so easy. I stare at myself longer than it takes to do my hair now. So heeeey. It did take me two hours to get ready- now it's like 45 minutes to an hour. Real nice and easy.

    Maybe it'll help me on my boyfriend hunt. Yknow I kept saying I wasn't looking..and shit. No one ever approaches me. Plenty of guys talk to me and what not..but nobody ever says, "You wanna go out..?" I mean..besides people that are looking for a wife..and well..I'm not about to start cleaning nobody's house.
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    The past three boyfriends..who made the moves..? Me. And that whole ordeal obviously is not working in my best interest. My friend Matt just told me, "You're an attractive girl, guys are so weak nowadays they just think you're too good for them."
    Um, grow balls! I mean, I'm not even going to lie..I think I deserve to be treated the best that anyone can treat somebody- and of course, I'll give that in return, but that is the place where everybody be fucking up. I don't know what the hell the deal is. But guys need to know that if they want to be treated right by their females, then you better step the fuck up. & I know there are some trife females out there, but for the guys who have the good ones, you better bend over backwards for that bitch, OK? You can't be coming up short in every other thing and not giving your all at all times and expect the world to be brought upon your feet. And I know everyone is not perfect but for the dumbass mothafuckers who think saying, "Oh I'm not perfect and I can't be the best all the time.." is going to excuse you from your being the best boyfriend/husband/friend you possibly can, then if you haven't already been, you're going to be let GO!

    Sang it girl...let's go, let's go little kitty kat..he don't wantcha..anymore..!

    I'm so tired of these standards people set for the people they're supposed to love. You say you love somebody, well than shit, you better fucking show it. Love ain't just a word you dumb crackheads. Love is an emotion and an action. Love ain't a phone call or a shirt, love is when you know you drop everything at the opportunity to see somebody. Love is not infatuation or setting someone up on a pedestal because of their stature to everyone else. Love is when you can't even sleep because your dreams are filled with images of someone. Love is when your whole world lights up in the darkest of your days, when you hear their voice or see their face.

    Love is not giving yourself up to someone else, it's sharing yourself.

    I'm just so sick and tired of it being put all on me; like I am the only one in the relationships I get into. Like I have to do everything, like they are just there as an accessory to me. Shit, mothafucker if I need another accessory, I'd go out and buy a bangle and a matching purse. Alright.

    I need a man. Someone who deserves what the fuck I have to give to somebody. And there's a lot to give...because so far..I haven't found anyone who was willing to appreciate what I had to share...

    My friend Ahmed just told me to write a book. At first, I thought he was on some Britney Spears drugs, but I figured you know what. It's a good idea. I mean it won't be anything spectacular, but I figured, I have never really heard of someone my age write a book about what is really going on with young adults straight out of high school-fresh into college, and the pressures, the priorities, and the decisions that are all rolled up into a span of five years. I'll have to think about it some more......but I feel it's such a good idea. Even if no one reads it..I bet it'll make me feel better. :) Well I'm going to bed..atleast for a little..lol

    Goodnight.


    Song: Sirens - Brandy




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