dazzit.

- By next month my facebook will be loooongg gone. I just need to get a flash drive and save all my old pics from highschool so I can reminisce from time to time. It's been a good 4 yrs but I don't have the wherewithal to deal with the ignorance, overshare, and myspacedness of facebook anymore. I'm done.

- Niggas who nag me could GO! I'm getting sick of buggy niggas like I'm the last female on earth. I got shit-ta-do-ta-day!

- I need to do some personal research on black history, the government, and American education because I feel like I am not doing enough self-study. Aside from reading books I don't try to learn leisurely, and I need to do more research that is not mandated. If I want to be a successful educator I need to be knowledgeable.

- Obese grandma, obese momma, obese kids. A sad cycle that never ends... My First Aid and Child Psych class is opening up my eyes even more of the negative effects of obesity (especially in America) and how it can effect every other facet of how the body works, how we learn and grow, and how it is hereditary. I saw Supersize Me 3 wks ago and have vowed to never eat McDonalds again. Also my teacher has a friend who works for a chemical supplier who told him that McDonalds puts chemicals in their burgers to keep people from getting nauseous. That disgusted me enough. IDK about Wendy's but I'll also be doing some research on their additives to see whether I'll be going there ever again and if not I'm done with fast food forever. Also, no more Coke. After it's done being made, it's green in color until they add food coloring into it. No, sir!

- Summer classes have helped me to become more studious and prioritize. I wish I could be working a lot more so that I can stack but this quick, 16 day semester, I believe will really pay off in the end. Also I'm thinking about minoring in Spanish so hopefully I'll be making those moves next semester. If I'm gonna be in college another 2 yrs. anyways I might as well make the most of it; and apparently you aint shit if you don't know Spanish these days.

- Jersey in 2 wks! :)

furthermore.

Breakfast @ 2am - Munchies. *trey songz* YUUPP!

It looks like after the little time I spent on superficial-ass tumblr, my ANTI-TWITTER movement, and facebook that aint been the same since '08, this blog here is what I am the most dedicated to giving a shit about anymore.

But basically I don't have the time or knowledge to mess with all this html or designy shit. So don't expect any major changes. Like every 4 months I think I wanna change my page up and get cute wit it but I never know where to start. And all I really know about html/graphics is how to make things bolditalicizedetc... and cartoonize my face. Sooo... this will be the most intricate this page gets. TAA DAA!

I got spazzed on by my coworker yesterday because I opened the store almost a half hour late. Even though it wasn't really my fault. (Yes, it was.) Whatever though, I'm looking for some new shit anyways. *I've never said this before--> "On to the next one."

Boocakes came to visit me @ Ca-Laire's today! My last hour of work was peachy after that. :):))) Gay smiles. Then babysitting my little niglets BJ + Coopie after. My Mondays are nuts.

This nigga got me listening to the classical music station to sleep. Country mutherfucker.

Goodnight/morning.

five things: food confessions

Let's thank Frankie Nichelle @ texthibitionistic behavior(link). Here's my 5.

1. I will not eat HAM, EVER. Not only do I not fuck with swine like that, cooked ham looks like human flesh; pink and meaty. On top of that, sliced ham (as in the lunch meat) is so fucking processed. I will not put that disgusting looking meat inside my body.



2. I don't like breakfast foods. Even when I go to Ihop I get chicken fingers and hashbrowns. I WILL make an exception for omelettes though. Main reason I don't eat breakfast food is because everything is made with syrup and I don't like syrup because it's too sweet. It's like liquid candy.



2. This is more of a drink confession: I will not drink a warm drink. And if I don't have a cold drink on hand when I have food, I won't eat either.

3. If chicken is on a bone I will not pick it up and bite into it. I pick every single piece of chicken I eat unless it is boneless, skinless chicken breast. All those little veiny strings and shit do not belong in my body. Unless the skin is fried crispy, I don't wanna chew and/or swallow that fatty shit either.




4. I think food tastes better when it's not fresh off the stove. HOT, HOT food has no flavor or it's just too hot for me to notice what shit tastes like. So normally, when I get food I chill for 5 minutes while my food gets adjusted and then I go in like a fucking vulture.

5. I eat baby food still. Only the fruit ones. It's just like applesauce - pureed fruit! And it's goooood.


Do you have any food confessions?

update, smutplate.

Let's play 4 Lies and a Truth:

I got 100 on my first quiz.
I got a milli in the bank.
I got a kid on the way.
I got a glock in the closet.
I got a nigga in my bed waiting for me.

...Guess which one is true!

Lol, ok it doesn't take that much guessing! But it'd be great if, for my amusement, you assumed that I had a milli in the bank OR a nigga in the bed. I guess I'll be happy for that one little lonely truth sitting up there, I GOT 100 ON MY FIRST QUIZ, GUYSSS! This is coming from the lady that never gets 100 on ANYTHING! So yes I'm gonna gas this shit up.

But besides all that school's cool, I guess. It's hard because the one year that I decide to focus and not let my social life take over, is the one year that I transfer and don't know a soul (except for my roommates). They're cool though so I kick it with them alot but I need to meet some people on my own, outside of my house because I lowkey feel like eventually they're gonna get on my nerves if I'm around them alot alot. SO! I have to shed my "Fuck other females cuz they aint 'bout shit" attitude if I don't wanna be a social leper.

My mom and I are on bad terms. Chick still thinks that she could talk to me like I'm 12 and it's all G but oooh is she misinformed! So when I was on my way to her house last wk and she started getting outta pocket I told her that I wasn't coming and banged on her 2 miles away from her house. I know it sounds DISRESPECTFUL but I was already frustrated because I was driving around the fucking state for an hour, wasting a quarter tank of gas trying to get to her house and here she is talking to me like I owe her tax... Nahh doggy, I will not be arriving to your house with bells on. But she hasn't spoken to me since. *Shrugs* Do what it do, baby!

Everything else is just coasting by smoothly. The Nigga Survival Kit (liquor and weed) are running low, but I'm living. I'm not even gonna front and say that I won't be repurchasing any weed anytime soon because I'd only be lying to you and me both, but I'm probably gonna wait until I find a job to cop an oz because what I look like dropping about $150 on weed and the 50 count box of dutches and I don't even have a steady paycheck? That's some ignant sheeit!

But shit, we eating over here so it's all gravy until I randomly spend all my money in one night at Urban Outfitters, Kids Foot Locker and Cook Out (cuz they got these good as "cook out trays" where you can get close to 4 things for like $6)! Yall know how it is right?

if you can cook your ass off, i'll give you the world.

The non-cooking female aint shit.

Who the fuck really wants a chick that can't cook? I think men who settle (for lack of a better word) with a woman who can't cook had mothers who didn't cook, and/or sisters who didn't learn because their mother didn't teach them. So, therefore, they believe that it's standard for a female to not be in the kitchen.

Granted, every female can't THROW DOWN in the kitchen, that's on a whole 'nother level and even though a chick may not be able to make baked macaroni and cheese, and pork chops, Kraft Deluxe and Shake-n-Bake will have to suffice. But it's nothing like being able to make a full meal from scratch that tastes damn good.

The ULTIMATE useless woman is one that cannot cook OR clean. Don't get me wrong, I do not think that's ALL we're good for and I think it's great if a man knows how, and will participate in both as well, however, women are supposed to be more domesticated. We typically raise our children and have to teach them how to do these things one day. And I personally don't want my man, husband, boyfriend, WHOEVER to seek elsewhere for anything! Not a meal, not a maid, not a nothing!

I think it's nice to be able to afford to go out and eat and go to 5-star restaurants and all that good good but at the end of the day, there should be no reason why a man can't come home from work and have dinner being made FOR HIM by someone who loves him. Not for a whole restaurant full of paying customers.

So, it is what it is ladies. GET YOUR DOMESTIC GAME UP! Nobody said it was easy.

p.s. Also, meals that repeat themselves week after week is not hot either. No one, man, woman, or child wants to already know that Monday is spaghetti night, Tuesday is taco night, Wednesday is fried chicken night etc. EVERY DAMN WEEK!

guess what iiii did...

halfbakedliyah.tumblr.com

I got a tumblr. It's a little more simple than blogger. But I promise, promise I won't give blogger the step-child treatment. But if you have a tumblr lemme know!

Anyways, I went to Hackensack today to see my cousin go to some niggas prom with him. So I spent some time with my cousins on my father's side and went to see my Nana at the restaurant.



OMFG I almost crashed into a car today, too! I was sooo scared. And I feel like it's some sort of karma because I took the dollar off of the table at the house because I needed to give someone $10 and I only had another dollar in change and they didn't have change.

So it was raining really hard when I was on the parkway and there was alot of traffic but when it finally sped up I start flying down the fast lane, and I'm next to the wall and then the woman in the yellow VW Beetle hits the breaks because traffic stopped and I hydroplaned when I hit my brakes. I panicked because I HAD NO CONTROL OF THE CAR! And I'm really like trying to think of something. 'Do I let off the brakes?, Do I just hold the wheel straight?' Do I step harder on the brakes?' If it wasn't for the traffic that started to move again, I would've definitely hit that Beetle! Or the median. =[ So I'm riding down the highway shaking and thanking God all the way to my Nana's house.

I love the show Fashion Show!!! The only thing that I find weird is that Kelly Rowland is a host. Were they pulling names out of a hat? Isaac Mizrahi is so hilarious too. I miss his talk show that used to come on the style network.

I want Indian food and I haven't had any in like 3 months. It's one of my fav. foods and if you've never had it, expand your taste buds and try it. I'm probably gonna go get some tmrw. And I'm also going thrift store shopping, too.

Anyways, back to watching fashion show and doing booty dances in the mirror. Toodles!

>=[

I am angrily trying to print out my FREE!!! KFC Coupon and I'm devastated because it doesn't work on the school computers and I haven't been able to find the cord to my printer all year. FTW!