Sade: Soldier Of Love
Thursday, February 11, 2010
I love Sade!!!! I mean LOVE LOVE LOVE her! Only Sade can be M.I.A. 8 years and come back without skipping a beat. She still relevant without losing her artistic edge.
Side note: I want to look that good at 50...
Random Foolishness
I remember the summer I saw this with a friend. We sang this song all day.
Jill Scott Leaves Hidden beach??? What..?!?!
Tuesday, February 09, 2010
So I'm thinking of my favorite artist Ms. Jill Scott and decide to Google her in search of new projects. And what did I find? A post from TMZ stating that Hidden Beach Records is suing their most prized soul singer for breach of contract. Apparently Hidden Beach claims they signed ole girl for 6 Albums and that she has only fulfilled half of her obligations recording only 3 albums since 1999.
Now I don't know about y'all but I find it hard to believe an independent such as hidden beach to put some extreme faith in a unknown talent (at the time). I guess that was a different time.
Here I am Hoping to see a new video or a leaked song, now it doesn't look like she'll be releasing anything new. At least not until this case clears. I love me some Jill Scott...
Why isn't Hidden Beach taking these kind of chances on the young underrated artist out there now. It seems like if you don't rock a leotard and run from live singing like the plague you cant be signed. Where's Jazmine Sullivan's 6 album contract?
BUSTED...
How dumb do I have to be to get caught job searching while on the job...? I guess THIS dumb. Today I was a "little" excited to get a couple of emails from a few companies I've recently sent my resume to. So, I got this burst of encouragement to keep looking again. Yeah bad Idea. I'm just going to have to wait until I get home... Jump-off Is Not An Occupation
Sunday, February 07, 2010
Unless your Kim Kardashian because unlike most lazy hoes she has a show.
I am tired, I mean TIRED of these woman coming out of the woodwork to publicize their sex lives with married celebrity men. Honestly it's none of my business what the world's entertainers do when the lights are off or on for that matter. If their not doing their job I don't care who they screw or where. I couldn't care less how many I love text you get, because they rarely do. Your the jump-off not the wife and mother of three, you don't get the pin to his bank account or in most cases the address to his home. Please I beg of you... Keep your legs closed to married men.
Proof: Never Listen to your Friends During A Break-up
I saw this on a number of sites and thought I'd speak my piece... Except I only have one thing to say. WHY THE FUCK WOULD HER FRIENDS SUGGEST SURGERY!!! The girl obviously had the right idea to leave her delusional boyfriend. But then she started listening to her friends... Nuff Said
Work Sucks
Some days I really hate my job... I'm not sure if its the drunk assholes that alway
s think they deserve the VIP treatment (Which I couldn't pretend to accommodate at 2am). Or maybe it's the teenage druggies that wander off the street to shoot up in the bathroom (NAKED), then refuse to leave until you reach their mothers. Or maybe, just maybe it's the pre-K prostitutes that stroll back and forth from "their" rooms to random dark cars then back again to engage in constant headboard knocking shame, trust me, I get the calls...? Smh... Honestly it has to be the cheapsters that try to get over on me like I'm new to this shit. They think if they scream loud enough I'll give them what they want. I just stare at them like they crazy (because they usually are) and tell them they've already paid through (insert 3rd party website here) so there is nothing I can do. Besides when you pay 60 bucks for a $200 room you would think that was discount enough, but no they want free. I know it's hard times out here, but If you don't have the cash then stay your ass at home like the rest of us.
s think they deserve the VIP treatment (Which I couldn't pretend to accommodate at 2am). Or maybe it's the teenage druggies that wander off the street to shoot up in the bathroom (NAKED), then refuse to leave until you reach their mothers. Or maybe, just maybe it's the pre-K prostitutes that stroll back and forth from "their" rooms to random dark cars then back again to engage in constant headboard knocking shame, trust me, I get the calls...? Smh... Honestly it has to be the cheapsters that try to get over on me like I'm new to this shit. They think if they scream loud enough I'll give them what they want. I just stare at them like they crazy (because they usually are) and tell them they've already paid through (insert 3rd party website here) so there is nothing I can do. Besides when you pay 60 bucks for a $200 room you would think that was discount enough, but no they want free. I know it's hard times out here, but If you don't have the cash then stay your ass at home like the rest of us. I bitch but I know my place.
Work,keeping me broke not homeless since 2006....
SBEG
Naive @ Heart
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I'm one of those WI-FI stealing coffee house whores today...
Sunday, September 06, 2009
Times are hard and Clearwire raised my monthly rate so I'm reduced to coffee shop posing while I surf the net and resuscitate my blog... Any who I got a call from my new manager today at 2pm to come in at 3am in the morning to work. I said yes, naturally, because I sort of just got a promotion, and this is training. I'm doing 2 nights of night audit a week. It's more money and less human contact. Perfect for me these day. But I still work 3 days at the front desk in the day. I'm not complaining at all. I've been there a month and got offered more money. What could be better..? EVERYTHING, but that's besides the point. I just wish I knew what time I needed to get to sleep so I'd be well rested. Maybe 7PM...
Read more...My Lady B Is Gone
Friday, May 29, 2009
My grandmother passed almost two weeks ago. We had her rosary and funeral last week. I still don't know what I'm feeling. every time I think about her big brown eyes and unmeasurable love, I stop myself. Why? I have no clue. I'm afraid to really feel anything. I'm afraid that if I touch on my pain, my guilt or my heart that I'll be stuck. I'll be stuck in the same state of shock that captured my body when I was told that she was gone. I'll never be able to explain. My grandmother was my rock. I knew who she was before I knew myself. I'm glad she's not in pain anymore. I guess it's only fair that her physical pain was exchanged for my internal pain.
Read more...You Had It All Along
Thursday, May 28, 2009
Why is it that when we've reached a wall we stop and exhale in exhaust. we look up to find an ounce of guidance or motivation as if it was striped from us, piece by piece, with each step leading to reflection. Wracking our brains for answers to questions that once were known. Like the rest of the world we're impatient and need to move fast, so we search outside of ourselves. Hoping to find a quick fix to our state of frustration at life. So we keep searching. We search for the answer to cure it all for so long that we've fallen at that wall. By that time we've started losing our hope, the only shield in life that's truly free. If your smart, you would have remembered that you didn't get to this wall by luck or chance. You will have realized that it was your pursuit of happiness and your God given strength that got you there. And that its those two gifts that will get you through. All you have to do is reflect and gather your fears and trust in what you've known has always been there, but have just forgotten.
Naive@Heart
Like Hiding From God
Monday, April 20, 2009
I've figured out why I haven't been blogging much, and it's not because my computer died. It's because I've been trying to hide from myself. I've always used my blog as a mental mirror that never failed to acknowledge my flaws. I never saw what I wanted to see but rather who I was, who I am. So I kept my thoughts, challenges, and fears to myself. Where even I couldn't pass judgement. Sad, but all too true. It's really like TRYING to hide from GOD... Impossible, but inevitable. I feel like everyone tries to escape their own truths in search of a false reality that strokes their ego and sings their praises. But that place doesn't exist. And I've come to terms with that. Have you???
Silly Brown Eyed Girl
Naive@Heart
11 pounds closer...
Remember WAY back in the day , like 6 months ago, when I promised myself I was shooting for Pam Grier's body in Coffy? Well, I'm 11 pounds closer to fitting into her halter top and high-rise shorts. I've made a lifestyle change 4 weeks ago and have already seen improvements in my overall health. I feel alive, confidant and strong. For real I'm eating right taking my vitamins and working my ass off at the gym. I've always had the goal but now I have the determination and drive to execute. It's all coming together... One pound at a time.
Silly Brown Eyed Girl
Naive@Heart
What to say, what to say...
Saturday, April 11, 2009
My grandmother in fading more and more everyday. They keep telling us anyday... Anyday now I'll snap one of them rude ass nurse's neck. (ok got that out of my system) My mother asked me to write something to read at her funeral... I'm at a lost... I'm lost.
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