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Friday, December 30, 2011

Age Ain't Nothing But A Number (singing)

I just recently started reading this new blog (DEFINITELY WORTH THE READ) and came across one of the post by the name of "Do the Math".....
                           http://www.gottalovethehater.blogspot.com/
.....It was about the acceptable difference in age between two consentual partners. He argued that if both parties are above the legal age limit (being 21+ that is) then there shouldn't be any discrepancies, and I agree with that. Two "adults" (assuming of course) should be able to make a decision about their potential signifcant other. However, Mr. Gottalovethehater seems to believe that the thought about women maturing faster then men is a completely false statement and there's where I begin my disagreements!

By nature women mature earlier then men. This doesn't apply for every case of course but definitely for the majority. I notice many women like to date older and refuse to go younger then their age. Men that are younger just don't ever seem to be on the same level as the ladies, intellectually speaking of course. I don't blame them for thinking ahead and saving themselves the heart break and headache. However, ladies, you don't want to put yourselves in boxes because you never know who you could be shutting out of your life. However, I completely understand the notion that an older man will be on your intellectual level, because it's very rare...let me stop telling stories...I never find a guy my age or younger that can connect with me. After college, like his blog stated, I found that dating guys my age is not the pool that I need to be swimming in. Because when you aren't as easily fooled or as gullable as the typical Freshman, the average college guy will stop talking to you to find some poor girl easy enough to fall for his antics.

The conversation isn't the same either with younger guys. Many guys in their early 20's aren't ready to settle down and find that special lady they'd love to be with. They are more concerned with any type of gaming system, the gym and their non-existing bodies, getting laid (should've been first), drinking with the fellas, or anything else that doesn't involve sharing yourself with your potential mate. (Whether it be feelings, likes/dislikes, or just plain opening up) Guys, generally, just get a little bit better at those things as they get older.

But REMEMBER ladies, don't be shallow and only deal with physically attractive, older men because you will be disappoined every time. The lies get better and the games only become more tricky. Play it smart. Know what you will and won't tolerate before engaging ing any type of relationship...
Happy Love Hunting Ladies

Thursday, December 29, 2011

U Can't Handle the Truth!

I'm so extremly fed up with girls who proclaim their throroughness to guys about how they can handle the truth.
          "I just want you to be honest.. please, just tell me the truth.", "You don't know how I'm going to react, try me??"

Give up the act ladies! Please, because as soon as the guy tells you how he is feeling you go straight to BLACK and go ape sh#t on him.

I know it may seem like I'm deserting my own sex but this very thing messes it up for the ladies that can actually handle hearing the truth. As fun as it may be to decipher code and the translation of your true feelings, men please if you are honest from the beginning then you wont have any problems. On the plus side guys, the female, in return, will be less likely to turn you down. Use your charismatic personality to win them over. The majority of the female population are naturally attracted to guys who are honest. Honesty shows that you have nothing to hide (making us feel like you can be open with us and vice versa) and exudes confidence (a definite TURN ON). Knowing everything from the beginning will allow you to say things like, "Well, I told you I wasn't looking for a relationship" or "I let you know all of these things from jump." In return males, this will limit unecessary damge to cars, clothes, shoes, or any other "priceless" materialist things. A female will feel stupid to even go there because, in the end we always end up saying things like "The least he could've done was tell me the truth." And anyone she tries to vent to will say "At least he was honest and told you what was good from the start." In the end you will be respected for being a MAN and being honest instead of played and disrespected behind your back for being a COWARD.

Monday, December 12, 2011

He's Just Not That Into You!

I'm having an out of body experience today. It's a little baffling to me that it took me all of two weeks to realize that he's just not that into me. After a certain number (that won't be revealed of course) of failed attempted relationships you'd think I would've grasped the concept of sifting through the signs. It's something I pride myself on. I don't, like most women I guess, consider myself to be your typical female. I know how to read the non verbal signs that boys and men like to through at us females to keep us on their "team" or the "I'm done with this" signs. But for whatever reason, like all of the previous attempts, I get into my "you just CAN'T be giving me the blow off signs" way and ignore all the signs until I question the guy to death and I no longer want to remain friends because you (meaning I of course) mislead me. LOL. It only took me two weeks to realize I was being blown off. I know right... He doesn't know what he is missing. LOL. So to all of my fellow strong and independent women play the game smart and don't become a statistic. Men are simple in a way that they will show and tell you exactly what you need to know. Read ALL of the signs and don't be misled. We have ALL of the power we just choose to lead with emotions instead of our heads. Also, I use the phrase "Play the Game" very loosely because when it comes to humans in general, we have a tendency to manipulate and try to have the upper hand in anything to remain in control. So play the game and play it right. Learn your guy/female of interest before engaging in any type of physical behavior. I guarantee you will be satisfied with the out come. And the moment you notice distance, fall back. Don't mention your falling back, just fall back and watch it work.

Signed
HE JUST CAN'T BE BLOWING ME OFF

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Boys Trying 2B Men

It is completely impossible for me to think that a woman can ever be with a man platonically. The foolish yet consistent dream that every young girl has about her wedding day is seemly pointless...to me anyway. To ask the rhetorical question, "Why do men cheat?" is in many ways like asking "Why did the chicken cross the road?" No one really knows the answer except the chicken, of course, but I've come to realize the bigger picture....it doesn't matter why your man can't stay faithful to you. The fact is, he is a man and it is impossible for a man to be satisfied with just one lover. As depressing as it seems, its the truth. Now-a-days, men are always looking for the next hot item. Always trying to upgrade. And the sooner we as woman come to realize it the happier we will be. Many people believe that when a man loves a woman his love for that woman blinds him from other women. WRONG!!!!! I know many women know this is a falsified statement in its own. During the instant a man falls in love with someone they don't get cupid lasik surgery. I'll tell you what happens, like women, they recognize that their feelings for this particular person are stronger than they realized and desire to take it to the next step, which could be different for each man.

I'm tired of reading the "10 Reasons Your Man Cheats"or the "Why He Cheats" aricles. It becomes very repetitive and mundane. Men cheat because that's all they know. Personal experiences with family members or friends will poison a young mans mind into believing that settling down with just one woman is not the best way to live. Often times family members play a huge role in a man's sexual life, especially a man's mother.  If Mom doesn't like Girlfriend, Mom will sometimes put the bug in Son's ear; "You have time to get married. Don't rush. Continue dating until you meet the right one. Then marry her." (Knowing either way over bearing Mom does not approve of anyone) When Son hears statements like this from Mom, he understands that "I can continue to do what I want because, after all, "I'm not married." But like anything, you need practice before the real thing. If you always cheat on all of your girl friends what do you think will happen when you get married. You have to practice anything to be good at it. I long for the day I meet a man faithful to his wife.

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Women are from Mars, Men are from Venus

The behavioral differences between men and women are always told the same way. Women are made out to be the more "sensitive", "clingy", "passionate", and "wanting more for the relationship" type of partner. Meanwhile, men are said to be "nonchalant", "indifferent", "unattachable", and "unconcerned with going deeper into the rabbit hole with Alice" (hehehe). However, now-a-days I'm feeling like the roles have been reversed. Ever since I broke up with one particular ex my feelings towards relationships have been uninterested and insensitive. I'm noticing myself dealing with men whom remind me of myself in my longest lasting relationship. I'm not sure what it is about asking me "Are you going to answer your phone or respond to my text?", but it is such an utter TURN OFF. Sometimes, when I talk to these guys I want to say "Be a man!", "Take control of the situation", and "Stop B!tc*in!". You don't have to tell me you're gonna stop calling me. If I'm not answering my phone, just stop calling. A public service announcement is not necessary. I'm not block-headed. I, unlike many others I know, know how to use deductive reasoning. At the end of the day if we click, I actually like you and the only problem is time then "guess what???? I'll make time". I assure, you make no mistake about it, the busiest person in the World can make time to take a phone call or respond to a text.

Saturday, October 1, 2011

DON'T EVER THINK YOU KNOW ME....

It is called ignorance to speak of something or someone in which you know absolutely nothing about. The human being was created in such a way that our brains are consistently working. So in that sense we are constantly evolving and thinking of new ideas, inventing & creating, and even "upgrading" ourselves. I'm tired of people trying to tell me who I am, or who they've summed me up to be based on previous experiences. Don't ever think that you know me or have me figured out. My limitations are endless. Futhermore, to place the complex system like a human being into a box of limitations and what your personal idea of normalcy is false and you will be disappointed each and every time. I am constantly changing my look, the way I view people and life. Even growing up my address, my swag, my priorities, just about everything except my values has changed in some way. I think by now its needless to say, but ill oblige you and say it one last time don't ever think you know me...you don't. STAMP DAT!

"Human beings, by change, we renew and rejuvenate." -UNKNOWN

Thursday, September 29, 2011

Friday's Bar Competition!!!!

What a night! Yesterday I went to the Buff to go chill with some people. I had two ICB (Irish Car Bombs, my new shot that I absolutely love) and an October Fest. Delicious! Then I came home to take care of some family things. Around 8pm I made my way to Fridays for the Bar Competition. ****A Bar competion at Fridays usually consists of 3-4 judges, bottle tossin, glass stacking, free drinks, music, and lots of people**** It's always a big production, but I've never been one to go to see the show. However, this time was different. I actually had someone to go support. My numba, Mike(APhi) was gonna do his thing. So one other APhi member and I met up there to show a little love. It was really nice, minus the 5$ cover charge at the door. "We're at Fridays, right?" Smh. Mike did his thing but he didn't win. By the end of the night I was dunzo. Lls. In 4hrs I had 4 White Russians(My New Fav Drink), 3 ICBs, and 2 Octoberfest. Smh. God must've sent one of my Guardian Angels to drive me home b/c I don't know how I made it home. Had a Blast though.

****Proof N the Pudding****






Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Big Girls Don't Cry

Typically, when something randomly and costly happens to my pockets I tend to break down and call Daddy. ie; When I was ready to quit the Buff, because often times things get so intense in there that you want to throw all of your money in the manager's face then flip them the bird, I called my Daddy and begged him for sponsership in the middle of my tears. (Bwahahaha). But when I called him he was not hearing it. Lls, picture that. After he made me feel like I was 10 for crying and gave me The Pep Talk I gathered all of my emotions, put em in a box, and put on face to get threw the rest of the shift. But this time when I call he didn't answer. Feelings crushed, but I wasnt tripping because I still had one more lifeline. (hehehe) MOMMY!!!! I called her and she wasn't answering her phone either. As soon as the Dallas v. Redskins game was over Bobbo caught sight of my rear passenger tire and it was flat!. "Shit!!!!!! How'd this happen?" SMH I was ready to break down and cry. What do I do??? I did the only thing I know how to do in times of need. I began to chit chat with God. Of course He had my back he always does. A couple of my co-workers Chris and Kendall helped me change my tire but one of the nuts were stripped and it broke. I felt like it wouldn't have been a safe drive all the way home so I went to my car and called triple A. I asked them what the policy was on towing. She told me the first 3 miles are free and each mile after in 4 dollars and some change. From B-Dubs to Clinton I know its about 16 miles. That's recklessly spending money, because after they tow it to my apartment I'm going to have to have it towed to a tire shop to fix it. That's way too much. (SMH) So, I tightened up the 3 nuts remaining on that tire, prayed to God that I'd get home safe and blew the whole way home. Smooth ride home. In the am I ended up spending almost 300$ for 2 new back tires, tire rotation, alignment, and air in my spare @ Mr. Tire.

(Ugrrrrrr) I Make Money 2 Spend Money

Everyone 4 A Season

My best friend broke up with me a couple months ago...childish i know. But for her own reasons she felt like she had to let me know her inner most thoughts about me and our friendship. Ususally, that's what a friend is there for however to text me while I'm at work dealing with ignorant guest, is by far the most disrespectful way to deal with someone whom you've known for years.
So some months ago she texts me to ask me about some beach that her, my brother, one of my ex's, and I went to, so I told her I thought it was Sandy Point. I'm guess the text wasn't sufficent enough so she calls me after I answered the text and asked me the same question that's was in the text and I gave her the same answer. But I was half sleep talking to her. Apparently, it was the wrong beach and they drove to some other beach. SMH, you should've done a little more research if it was that serious. So she sent me about 15 text messages explaing how they drove to the wrong place, I'm a horrible friend, I'm never there for her, and that all I care about is a certain ex, who will not be named. Now, while I'm at work receiving all of these text messages about how much of a horrid friend I am the only thing running threw my head is "All of this over one of your friends trying to make it to the Dirty Maryland Beach?". I wasn't giving you the key to the city of Clear Water Beaches. LLS, "Why So Serioooous???" I didn't even give you an address, just what I remember the name being. So you go H.A.M on our friendship over something so petty and when I ask "Well, if you've been feeling this way, why haven't you said anything?" Her response was "I felt like it was my job to be there for you." Tru. Lls. I told her "Don't worry I wont hit cha phone up ever again". This was my friend since 7th grade. The shit,  honestly, broke my heart. I had to take a min while I was at work to get my self together. All I kept thinking for the rest of my work day was, "So, all this time you've been being fake. When I broke up with my ex and you were 'comforting me', you weren't genuine with your intentions. And when we drove to NC to visit my Pop-Pop, it must've killed you to be fake for so long." When I told my brother he called her, I'm guessing to get the whole scoop. She told him what I told him. Then she texts me to say "I'm sorry Dominique. I didn't mean to hurt you. But I meant what I said." .......Ummmm, only a friend would care how I felt and we are no longer friends. You made that so very painfully clear. So hold your sympathy. Don't need it or want it.
Ok, now that you have the background info, she calls my brother to get my number at 4pm on Sunday. For what? I still don't know. I haven't called her back yet. I know I probably should but I just can't get with it...I mean what could you possibly have to say. Even if you say sorry, I know you felt this way to a certain extent and knowing that you feel that I only care about a guy, regardless of who he is, belittles me. You went on me in so many ways and I didn't even go there with you. (showing my maturity bwahahahaha). I could've blew your shit up and made your ass feel like a child but I didn't do you like how you did me. Would you like to know why?????? Because up until the very point I sent my last text, I considered us sisters. I mean com'on son!

Once I Call Her Back I'll Update.

Monday, September 26, 2011

Dating @ a Wing Spot

Dating in the work place, in many cases is seen as unprofessional, tacky, and pretty much unethical. However, I work in a profession where you see your co-workers more than you see your family. So after a while, with no personal life, because I'm constantly working, when does enough become enough and you say to yourself "Why Not???" Although, I have the same rule...to be honest that rule is only in effect to keep out the creepers that typically work at a restaurant. Oh!!!! And let's not talk about my no giving out my number rule. Smh @ B-Dubs oops oops...I mean this wing spot. Hehehe.