happy vday - cp time.

I'm all late but.. Happy Valentines Day.

Smooches and all that good shit.

I'm not about patronizing the whole... chocolates, flowers and random gifts aspect of Vday because frankly, I don't give two shits about niggas trying to do the most on February 14th. That's so cliche and I'm not one to appreciate romanticism. (I think it's cheesy.) I'm just tryna have a good day, and I did. I woke up next to him, smoked a L, had breakfast with my roomie and her niggi and my niggi, and like clockwork I was in my skirt and heels flying up Eastway to make it to work so I can make my young mulah baby. Because really, What's a day without money made?

Hope everybody else got theirs though. ;] ....Whatever it is that you wanted.

I also would like to add:

• I had some banging Cuban food the other day and I will be going back to get fried yuca.
  
• My AM is bouta get fired cuz she's trife. (Guess who'll be snatching up them hrs...)
  
• And there's probably something else I could've squeezed in here but my brain can't function right now.

I love my followers though so air kisses all around!

bad habits.

For some reason after you get off that long ass dry spell you want it day in and day out. That is not the business because I'm not trying to get all in with this nigga. He hits me up on the daily and although I'm trying to be cordial and all that, this is strictly business and I'm not looking for lve. Especially a couple wks before vday. Yeah, vday presents are cool and all but I feel like all that lovey-dovey vday shit is mad fake if you haven't been seeing the same person for a long time prior to the holiday. We're gonna see how everything plays out.

I need to stop shopping. I got some change saved up to kick off my car savings but I've still been shopping on the reg like I got it like that. I'm in a very comfortable financial position right now but I still need to be smart about what I buy and stop being so fucking impulsive. I have 4 bags worth of stuff sitting at my feet right now that I have yet to wear let alone I have yet to wear my sneakers (I don't really wear sneakers that much now). All from this past month's shopping excursions. -I'm the type of person who doesn't take shit out of the bag until I'm ready to wear it.

With that being said, I want these more than I want dinner for the next 3 wks:

Patent Leather Brogues - Marc by Marc Jacobs, $350


One thing I must say though, is that God has me right where I wanna be right now and I'm extremely thankful. Because of that, I feel like it's only right to give back in any way I can so in the next week I'll not only be donating clothes to Goodwill but I'll also be shipping out clothes and baby formula to Haiti soon as I get some boxes from mommy this wknd. Karma works both negatively and positively and I feel like putting that good karma into the world makes me better appreciate what I have and feel less guilty about my incessant spending.

I smoke every now and then now when ..... brings it. But I'm not going nuts anymore.

After the other argument I had with my roommate the other day. Me and my other two roommates filed a complaint on that ass and got her kicked out. She should be done moving by tmrw. I like when things go my way. Bitch had the nerve to say if there's liquor in the house or if people are smoking on the porch she's gonna call the cops on us. She also said "If you want a bitch, I'll be a bitch... I can be your worst nightmare." I'm like HOLD THE FUCK UP! Not after her drunk ass broke our living room table, or all the times she invited random strangers from outside into our apt. That's a no-go. So I gave her one of these -__- and now her ass is packing.

I'm trying to get my ace, Vanessa, to come down here during spring break so she can witness what I go through on a daily living in NC.

Besides all that, everything is all gravy. I'll prob be on here later to open my big, fat mouth some more but right now I gotta get ready ;].

Oh, let me not forget. HAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY new followers! And to my old followers, yall stay down so you know it's ALL LOVE, ALL THE TIME.

shit's real.

What's POPPINGton, Gawd? Here's a "New Yawk minnit":



Let it rain-clear it out. *Harlem shakes out of the room*
Sidebar: a. The girl in the stripes is a cosigner/wingman. b. The last minute of this video is fucking hilarious.

AND, If you're not familiar with "Lethal Lipps," you must not have seen THIS!:
*EXPLICIT SHIT* NSFW!!!



She is a nasty but for some odd, incomprehensible reason I find this shit entertaining!

What's chompin'?

OH YEAHHH! Shoutout to all my new followers. I luhhh dat.

insomnia: 07 - snatched edition.

I snatched this little survey thingy from REESE. Enjoy!

:1: MY EX- stalks me via BBM.
:2: MAYBE I SHOULD- start going to sleep at a decent hour.
:3: I LOVE- $$$, kids, smizing LOL (i watch too much tyra), fat, fat L's, porn, hip-hop, sleeping forever, watching gossip girl on mondays touching my boobs and color-coordinating my closet.
:4: PEOPLE WOULD SAY THAT I'M- ruthless; they're right.
:5: I DON'T UNDERSTAND- a-whole-lot of shit.
:6: WHEN I WAKE UP IN THE MORNING- i roll right back over.
:7: I LOST- my life somewhere at the jersey state border.
:8: LIFE IS FULL OF- random, unexplainable shit.
:9: MY PAST IS- worth knowing.
:10: I GET ANNOYED WHEN- people drive slow in front of me and i can't get in front of them because someone else is driving the same pace in the other lane. stop doing me dirty, grandma drivers!
:11: PARTIES ARE- not the same after high school.
:12: I WISH- i had photographic memory so i wouldn't have to study.
:13: DOGS- bark.
:14: CATS- meow.
:15: TOMORROW- i get to sleep in. wednesdays are the shit!
:16: I HAVE LOW TOLERANCE- for making small talk. it's a waste of time. some people can't just be silent.
:17: IF I HAD A MILLION DOLLARS- i'd waste it on frivolous shit and give my mom a few stacks just for being my ride or die.
:18: I'M TOTALLY TERRIFIED: of birds. they move too sporadically and they look weird.

I think someone unfollowed me.

*moment of silence*

allow me to reintroduce myself...

Just wanna give a warm welcome to the new followers,
& make sure everyone who's been down since '08 is still comfy.

Thanks for letting me vent. Thanks for not judging me for smoking massive amounts of weed, cursing like a sailor (sailor moon, perhaps?) and watching pornos like it's my job. And most importantly, thanks for taking the time out to give me feedback especially since I know that word verification shit is annoying as hell.

Love you from the bottom,
Aliyah ;]

tips are for strippers.

One of my newer followers, Latrell, had a response to one of my recent posts about MEN (read below):

if u keep gettin badd apples that means you picking from the wrong tree...tip: try having an intelligent conversation with the guy..if he cant hang then u know whats up...there are ways to prevent gettin hurt

Well, well, well Latrell, I will take your constructive criticism into consideration. But have you ever seen a perfectly good looking apple -- shiny, smooth, no dents or bruised spots, and come to realize that on the inside it was ROTTED like hell? All things don't reveal themselves to be what they are right away. It's very seldom that I even go apple picking anyway!

Intelligence is subjective, also. What one may consider "intelligent" may be baby babble to the next. I just wanted to mention that.

Intelligent conversation is something that is constant to me. I like to see where the head is of the man that I am talking to initially, but also throughout the time I'm talking to them. I am very hung-up on mind stimulation so trust and believe that conversations of substance are had with my suitors.

I'm not saying that you're wrong in your statement but it's much less black-and-white -- especially with men between the ages of 18-27. There is a facade that many men initially try to create when they are trying to run game that includes the deep, intelligent conversations, the flirting, the talks of exclusivity etc. just to appear as if they are truly interested in pursuing the same type of relationship that females are. Yet, after they get what they want, (or in some cases, like mine, even before then) it's a whole different story. Men play on the general emotional "weakness," for lack of a better word, of women until they find that they aren't ready to play anymore then they put us down and move on to the next toy.

I'm not always the "victim" in the situation either. There's some guys who I've mentioned on here who I just gave up on because I simply lost interest.

Yet and still, this last guy that I was talking to is a jerk. Not all of them are! But he was.

The point I'm trying to make is, yeah, NF wasn't IT and I've wasted time with guys before. But truthfully this isn't the first time and I know it won't be the last. It's just the nature of the game. Everybody is out for their own pleasures and it's gonna take me some time to find the guy whose desires match mine and only then will I know that that's the guy for me. But don't, for once, think that I am a quick shooter and I don't go through the process of having intelligent conversations and such.

Last, but not least, I wanna thank you for your comment AND following me. Way to make an entrance! Lol.

pay it forward.

I was wondering how the hell I got so many followers in such a short span of time. Lol cuz normally don't nobody try to make their way over here to heaven on ethernet but this week it was just extra juicy on this page.

Anyways, Eurydice put a blog spotlight on ME!! And I must say that I am very thankful for that. Not necessarily because I got new followers (even though I am very happy you all joined) but it was just very flattering! :]

SO, go check out her blog as well. (RIGHT CLICK > OPEN IN NEW TAB) I don't know how to do all that fancy image link stuff so I'm just gonna discreetly suggest you
CLICK HERE AND GO VISIT HER BLOG!

And HOW YOU DOINNN' [/wendy williams] to all my new followers?

Toodles, noodles!

hiya, new followers!

- liyah<3