Almost like an MTV Katy Perry "Diary" episode...courtesy of Miss Perry herself...
You think you know, but you have no idear. from Katy Perry on Vimeo.
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Monday, December 29, 2008
The Beginning of a Long 2009 List
I'm coming to the conclusion, that a part of why I've been feeling not so happy these days either is because I'm a "lister". I'm a "lister" who is not doing the act of "listing" out my agendas, ideas, etc.
At the end of 2007, when The New Jack first originated, I was all about listing what was necessary to do during 2008. I listed things I wanted to fix. Things I wanted to change. Things that should remain the same. Things that should be improved upon. Things to be achieved by year end, etc. I've been so bewildered by so many things going on that I haven't, in fact, listed shit.
....How productive.....
In order for 2009 to be as successful as 2008 was for me, I have to go about it the same way and stop already putting down the negative aura and saying "2009 is going to be an utter nightmare..". Wednesday is my last day at work this week before I embark upon "vacation" until the following Thursday. During these final days, I truly need to meditate, figure out plans for how I'm going to do things and list the shit out...just like I did, last year...
The list will begin with this, my quote to live by for 2009:
“The ability to simplify means to eliminate the unnecessary so that the necessary may speak.” - Hans Hofmann
At the end of 2007, when The New Jack first originated, I was all about listing what was necessary to do during 2008. I listed things I wanted to fix. Things I wanted to change. Things that should remain the same. Things that should be improved upon. Things to be achieved by year end, etc. I've been so bewildered by so many things going on that I haven't, in fact, listed shit.
....How productive.....
In order for 2009 to be as successful as 2008 was for me, I have to go about it the same way and stop already putting down the negative aura and saying "2009 is going to be an utter nightmare..". Wednesday is my last day at work this week before I embark upon "vacation" until the following Thursday. During these final days, I truly need to meditate, figure out plans for how I'm going to do things and list the shit out...just like I did, last year...
The list will begin with this, my quote to live by for 2009:
“The ability to simplify means to eliminate the unnecessary so that the necessary may speak.” - Hans Hofmann
New Jack Update: Trying to Improve for 2009
In a ball of confusion, as I try to implement new Dr.Quinn swag and still feeling some of the weight of being the only unsuccessful scholar I know, I've been doing some investigating...
These are on my mind, courtesy of Borders.com
The Fred Factor
You, Being Beautiful: the owner's manual to inner and outer beauty (featured on Oprah and Good Morning America)
These are on my mind, courtesy of Borders.com
The Fred Factor
You, Being Beautiful: the owner's manual to inner and outer beauty (featured on Oprah and Good Morning America)
Sunday, December 28, 2008
New Jack Update: Etsy.com
I am a real sap...
I like really, really cute things...like, not teletubbies, because that's just eerie but like...cute coal. Who the hell would think to make coal, cute? Etsy.com
I want to cover my depressing work desk with these things...it would probably make me smile more often at work...
..instead of planning to a way to be offered up as a human sacrifice...
Telephone Bot
Christmas Coal!!!
Gingerbread :)
Franken~Bot
I like really, really cute things...like, not teletubbies, because that's just eerie but like...cute coal. Who the hell would think to make coal, cute? Etsy.com
I want to cover my depressing work desk with these things...it would probably make me smile more often at work...
..instead of planning to a way to be offered up as a human sacrifice...
Telephone Bot
Christmas Coal!!!
Gingerbread :)
Franken~Bot
Saturday, December 27, 2008
House of a Scholar-Singular Pronoun
"Year after year, twenty-something women come to New York City in
search of the two “L’s”: labels and love.Twenty years ago... I was one of
them. Having gotten the knack for labels early... I concentrated on my
search for love.Turns out, a “knock-off” is not as easy to spot when comes to love...Until it is.That is why you need help to spot them...... Lots of help.Year after year, my single
girlfriends were my salvation. And, as it turns out...... My meal ticket...
As for me, I was looking for something Big. Mr. Big. Turns out, when that big love comes along it's not always easy and despite all the other chapters of my life, no one was ever quite big enough. Until, just like that, I was. Three books and three years later, I managed to stay exactly where I was. In love"-Carrie Bradshaw as written by Michael Patrick King.
Sometimes, I want it to be my three years later.
Writing Success.
Living with The Significant.
No babies.
My BFF.
Family.
I know what I want. Sometimes I feel that I know what I want so much so that I know nothing at all. I can't express it because it's overwhelming me.
I'm an intelligent woman...
I get frustrated....
And, I feel like I'm slowly becoming a monster...
I've been wrapped up in a bitter state of affairs. Noting the success of so many others around me, as I feel I've been stagnant. For years. I have spent between 2003-2007 focusing on a college degree in which I acquired, and the period of time after that beginning this blog and then furthermore, finally acquiring my first salaried position. So, maybe I shouldn't phrase it as I haven't been doing "anything" but I feel as if, with the lack of success, that its a sign of me being stagnant.
Stagnant. It's almost as if being an Aries, I was born despising this word. It makes me feel like the true definition of a failure. In that mode, I can't sit down and count all the good that has come to me during 2008, instead at this time closest to 2009, where I should be planning for more good to come I sit and count all that I'm currently unhappy with.
I'm still not where I feel like I need to be career wise.
Monetary wise, I'm a walking joke, as I was denied the SUV I've been trying to get as a small reflection of the real iceberg.
I see people who hopped on my bandwagon SO quickly in devising a blog. Just for fuckery's sake. "Oh, it's a Thursday..I think I'm going to make a blog!". I actually had purpose, and I note the success above me when others may have had half the writing talent, and only a quarter of the drive. And in watching their success levels, and noting that I possess a significant amount more of talent, I can't help but boil over in anger. Some just have a cult for no reason...people that they call friends, but these are actually people that just worship them. Some are more talented in web design, html and those matters..so the things I've requested help for from so many people time and time and TIME again, they can do for themselves in 10 minutes or less. Me, being unknowledgeable of these skills I cannot do for myself in creating the true look for this blog that I've desired for so long, I've completely exhausted my resources and networks of people. But they always tell you, "if you want something done"..."do it your" goddamn "self".
Meanwhile this is going on, I'm being hacked mercilessly. Everything it seems I'm working so hard at, is failing, constantly. Everyone around me who is doing..."nothing" and not working as hard, as a FACT, is getting everything I need thrown into their laps.
Again, all these thoughts are turning me into a monster...
I'm trapped financially, career-wise, dream-wise...future wise. I can't even take the heat of watching everyone be oh so satisfied around me, while inside I'm screaming INCESSANTLY about so many things and NO ONE is taking notice. I'm not sure why I always have to draw a banner, or send up signal flares, or try to light my leg on fire for someone to notice something is UP. Simulataneously, I'm being used and abused by several friends who don't appreciate me or aren't grateful for what I do...
I've been locking myself away from so many of my friends..and drinking wine alone, becoming more callous by the day. I've been quite indulgent in retail therapy, which is the LAST thing I need, and either crying to The Significant or crying alone. Then there are nights where I don't cry at all because I pass out. Note: I shouldn't be consuming liquor as I am on thyroid medication...yeah, go team body!
The only thing I can say, is I hope 2009 is different.
I need, I thirst, I hunger for a change...but, the RIGHT change. I hunger for the stroke of success as I envision it in my head. I'm not sure how much more of this I can actually handle as I feel literally like I'm IN the "Disturbia" video.
To pardon my french, I just feel like I'm fucking losing it. Just fucking losing it.
I need things to continue to progress positively between The Significant and I; I need the writing success I thirst for to finally...arrive. This needs a little recognition. I need an SUV. I need an apartment. I need my parents to stop growing...along with my younger brother.
I need help.
I need love.
And with all that, maybe I'm just a never satisfied 22-year old just who just needs a man to "get me a really big closet".
search of the two “L’s”: labels and love.Twenty years ago... I was one of
them. Having gotten the knack for labels early... I concentrated on my
search for love.Turns out, a “knock-off” is not as easy to spot when comes to love...Until it is.That is why you need help to spot them...... Lots of help.Year after year, my single
girlfriends were my salvation. And, as it turns out...... My meal ticket...
As for me, I was looking for something Big. Mr. Big. Turns out, when that big love comes along it's not always easy and despite all the other chapters of my life, no one was ever quite big enough. Until, just like that, I was. Three books and three years later, I managed to stay exactly where I was. In love"-Carrie Bradshaw as written by Michael Patrick King.
Sometimes, I want it to be my three years later.
Writing Success.
Living with The Significant.
No babies.
My BFF.
Family.
I know what I want. Sometimes I feel that I know what I want so much so that I know nothing at all. I can't express it because it's overwhelming me.
I'm an intelligent woman...
I get frustrated....
And, I feel like I'm slowly becoming a monster...
I've been wrapped up in a bitter state of affairs. Noting the success of so many others around me, as I feel I've been stagnant. For years. I have spent between 2003-2007 focusing on a college degree in which I acquired, and the period of time after that beginning this blog and then furthermore, finally acquiring my first salaried position. So, maybe I shouldn't phrase it as I haven't been doing "anything" but I feel as if, with the lack of success, that its a sign of me being stagnant.
Stagnant. It's almost as if being an Aries, I was born despising this word. It makes me feel like the true definition of a failure. In that mode, I can't sit down and count all the good that has come to me during 2008, instead at this time closest to 2009, where I should be planning for more good to come I sit and count all that I'm currently unhappy with.
I'm still not where I feel like I need to be career wise.
Monetary wise, I'm a walking joke, as I was denied the SUV I've been trying to get as a small reflection of the real iceberg.
I see people who hopped on my bandwagon SO quickly in devising a blog. Just for fuckery's sake. "Oh, it's a Thursday..I think I'm going to make a blog!". I actually had purpose, and I note the success above me when others may have had half the writing talent, and only a quarter of the drive. And in watching their success levels, and noting that I possess a significant amount more of talent, I can't help but boil over in anger. Some just have a cult for no reason...people that they call friends, but these are actually people that just worship them. Some are more talented in web design, html and those matters..so the things I've requested help for from so many people time and time and TIME again, they can do for themselves in 10 minutes or less. Me, being unknowledgeable of these skills I cannot do for myself in creating the true look for this blog that I've desired for so long, I've completely exhausted my resources and networks of people. But they always tell you, "if you want something done"..."do it your" goddamn "self".
Meanwhile this is going on, I'm being hacked mercilessly. Everything it seems I'm working so hard at, is failing, constantly. Everyone around me who is doing..."nothing" and not working as hard, as a FACT, is getting everything I need thrown into their laps.
Again, all these thoughts are turning me into a monster...
I'm trapped financially, career-wise, dream-wise...future wise. I can't even take the heat of watching everyone be oh so satisfied around me, while inside I'm screaming INCESSANTLY about so many things and NO ONE is taking notice. I'm not sure why I always have to draw a banner, or send up signal flares, or try to light my leg on fire for someone to notice something is UP. Simulataneously, I'm being used and abused by several friends who don't appreciate me or aren't grateful for what I do...
I've been locking myself away from so many of my friends..and drinking wine alone, becoming more callous by the day. I've been quite indulgent in retail therapy, which is the LAST thing I need, and either crying to The Significant or crying alone. Then there are nights where I don't cry at all because I pass out. Note: I shouldn't be consuming liquor as I am on thyroid medication...yeah, go team body!
The only thing I can say, is I hope 2009 is different.
I need, I thirst, I hunger for a change...but, the RIGHT change. I hunger for the stroke of success as I envision it in my head. I'm not sure how much more of this I can actually handle as I feel literally like I'm IN the "Disturbia" video.
To pardon my french, I just feel like I'm fucking losing it. Just fucking losing it.
I need things to continue to progress positively between The Significant and I; I need the writing success I thirst for to finally...arrive. This needs a little recognition. I need an SUV. I need an apartment. I need my parents to stop growing...along with my younger brother.
I need help.
I need love.
And with all that, maybe I'm just a never satisfied 22-year old just who just needs a man to "get me a really big closet".
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
House of a Scholar-Singular Pronoun
I know better.....
Some where, deep down, I feel like I know better...
But, I'm so bitter, so angry and feeling so underappreciated at this exact moment that despite knowing better..
I'm feeling like I know nothing..
More later...
Some where, deep down, I feel like I know better...
But, I'm so bitter, so angry and feeling so underappreciated at this exact moment that despite knowing better..
I'm feeling like I know nothing..
More later...
Friday, December 19, 2008
Lady Gaga Update: WOW, Is that real?
This is Lady Gaga at Z100's Jingle Ball 2008, and all I'm going to do is pull a Perez Hilton and circle the topic of question:
Yep, that's real....
Hormones....
Yep, that's real....
Hormones....
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Dr. Quinn Swag
This all really began in my mind over a week ago but I wasnt too sure how to put things down..but Ive finally come into the explanation for how I'm feeling...
Last week conversing with a friend and even closer knit, the couain of my BFF things got slightly derailed. In good conversation and jokes about how trashed I got on Thanksgiving eve he brought up his opinions regrding what he feels is my levels of happiness with The Signifcant. Taken totally aback we definitely got into deeper things like the feelings I have for his BFF..which now I'm so turned off by everything in general I've felt the need to pull away entirely from both boys. While conversing with my co-worker I really finlly came up with the title for why I feel the way I do about..love,relationships and especially marriage.
I'm truly on my Doctor Quinn swag. I mean I might be 22 but I feel that I'm very old deep down. I find it hard to keep up with my younger brother.. and the term "get lite" and amongst other various things. I'll admit it, don't believe a woman should mow the lawn the same way don't expect my husband to be in the kitchen cooking.
Call me traditional.
Call me retarded.
Or call me an old bastard.
I'm coming into a stage that I'm notng that as traditional as i might be that there are so many men who aren't that way. I'm really starting to feel like if you're not helping me with a horse and carriage then I dont need you right now. Men and Women alike. I'm trying to get my 40 acres and a mule, since the men of the new millenium are not interested in that.
I'm getting caught up in so many surrounding dramas that are not mine. Keywords: not mine. I'm trying very hard not to start 2009 on the wrong foot. I've set up my 401k and have all my health/dental/vision set to begin on 1/1/2009.
In the TV series "Dr.Quinn Medicine Woman" , Dr. Quinn was always quick to help people but never neglected herself. She had her love life: Sully, the Native American and she had her two children and had the perfect balance between her job: as the town doctor and her home life..
Currently, I have no such balance. I'm scatterbrained. This only hypes up my stress levels higher and when you sprinkle health drama that never helps.
My plan for 2009 is truly to be on my Dr. Quinn swag. When I hear all the petty fights I've been in recently as well as ridiculous fights amongst my friends sans me, some have occured because others are being put before me. Its almost become my job, as if I'm the town doctor that seemingly everyone has been running to, and do I care to help? Of course I do..but then it becomes..comedic. When I overhear everyones 2009 plans for themselves and none of it involves me after so many things I've done for them..lets just say im learning the lesson again of being so selfless. But just like Dr. Quinn, you'll never see an episode with her hand outstretched and the other hand on her hip, while tapping a foot waiting for payment.
Now 2008 was an amazing year for me and I'm realizng the ticket to making 2009 the same way is that I have to truly map out my shit first then, help everyone else I care about as I HAVE more to offer not before...that's whats gotten me caught up. I'm taking the first week and two days of the New Year to get into the true mindframe. To be with everyone I care about and lay the plans down correctly. Finish fixing my credit. Use all the health services I'm paying for to get the best care and get my heath on as best track it can be. Get an SUV by early to mid summer. Finish using this stepping stone and step up into a position better tailored to my life... Get my waist back down to 26inches like it was when I was 18. Be way more financially stable and have more than $17 in my savings account but not less than $3500. Make moves into an apartment late 2009 into Nassau county so that I have my Long Island peace but its very easy to commute to the city for what will be a job in the city as well as my night and social life.
Something else I noted..have you ever seen Dr. Quinn angry? No, I didnt think so. In suit of the swag..I think it's time I started working on that part too....
Last week conversing with a friend and even closer knit, the couain of my BFF things got slightly derailed. In good conversation and jokes about how trashed I got on Thanksgiving eve he brought up his opinions regrding what he feels is my levels of happiness with The Signifcant. Taken totally aback we definitely got into deeper things like the feelings I have for his BFF..which now I'm so turned off by everything in general I've felt the need to pull away entirely from both boys. While conversing with my co-worker I really finlly came up with the title for why I feel the way I do about..love,relationships and especially marriage.
I'm truly on my Doctor Quinn swag. I mean I might be 22 but I feel that I'm very old deep down. I find it hard to keep up with my younger brother.. and the term "get lite" and amongst other various things. I'll admit it, don't believe a woman should mow the lawn the same way don't expect my husband to be in the kitchen cooking.
Call me traditional.
Call me retarded.
Or call me an old bastard.
I'm coming into a stage that I'm notng that as traditional as i might be that there are so many men who aren't that way. I'm really starting to feel like if you're not helping me with a horse and carriage then I dont need you right now. Men and Women alike. I'm trying to get my 40 acres and a mule, since the men of the new millenium are not interested in that.
I'm getting caught up in so many surrounding dramas that are not mine. Keywords: not mine. I'm trying very hard not to start 2009 on the wrong foot. I've set up my 401k and have all my health/dental/vision set to begin on 1/1/2009.
In the TV series "Dr.Quinn Medicine Woman" , Dr. Quinn was always quick to help people but never neglected herself. She had her love life: Sully, the Native American and she had her two children and had the perfect balance between her job: as the town doctor and her home life..
Currently, I have no such balance. I'm scatterbrained. This only hypes up my stress levels higher and when you sprinkle health drama that never helps.
My plan for 2009 is truly to be on my Dr. Quinn swag. When I hear all the petty fights I've been in recently as well as ridiculous fights amongst my friends sans me, some have occured because others are being put before me. Its almost become my job, as if I'm the town doctor that seemingly everyone has been running to, and do I care to help? Of course I do..but then it becomes..comedic. When I overhear everyones 2009 plans for themselves and none of it involves me after so many things I've done for them..lets just say im learning the lesson again of being so selfless. But just like Dr. Quinn, you'll never see an episode with her hand outstretched and the other hand on her hip, while tapping a foot waiting for payment.
Now 2008 was an amazing year for me and I'm realizng the ticket to making 2009 the same way is that I have to truly map out my shit first then, help everyone else I care about as I HAVE more to offer not before...that's whats gotten me caught up. I'm taking the first week and two days of the New Year to get into the true mindframe. To be with everyone I care about and lay the plans down correctly. Finish fixing my credit. Use all the health services I'm paying for to get the best care and get my heath on as best track it can be. Get an SUV by early to mid summer. Finish using this stepping stone and step up into a position better tailored to my life... Get my waist back down to 26inches like it was when I was 18. Be way more financially stable and have more than $17 in my savings account but not less than $3500. Make moves into an apartment late 2009 into Nassau county so that I have my Long Island peace but its very easy to commute to the city for what will be a job in the city as well as my night and social life.
Something else I noted..have you ever seen Dr. Quinn angry? No, I didnt think so. In suit of the swag..I think it's time I started working on that part too....
Ne-Yo Update: Mad
I'm not on the hardcore Ne-Yo boat, I'll admit that...
However, even though "Miss Independent" was the ringtone of every hoodrat in Brooklyn as well as hearing the beat to "Closer" now gives me a striking headache, the two songs I actually love on this "Year of the Gentleman" album are "Fade Into the Background" and this one, "Mad"
However, even though "Miss Independent" was the ringtone of every hoodrat in Brooklyn as well as hearing the beat to "Closer" now gives me a striking headache, the two songs I actually love on this "Year of the Gentleman" album are "Fade Into the Background" and this one, "Mad"
112 Update: Slim featuring Ryan Leslie and Fabolous
Slim...
R. Les...
Loso, in case you didn't know so...
I'm still stuck on Slim's first single, "So Fly", preferably with the opening of Jadakiss and the ending of Yung Joc. Here's the video for the second single, "Good Lovin'"
R. Les...
Loso, in case you didn't know so...
I'm still stuck on Slim's first single, "So Fly", preferably with the opening of Jadakiss and the ending of Yung Joc. Here's the video for the second single, "Good Lovin'"
Monday, December 8, 2008
T.I Update: DJ Barak O'Drama?
Hi-larious...
You have to wonder, how obscenely HOOD can Black America get...
As per, Pristina Christina's concert update of T.I., there is a DJ named Barack O'Drama..
I'm so done with Black America, this is too sad...
Can Congress PLEASE pass a bill or something regarding UP-ing education??
T.I.P. clips courtesy of my doll, Pristina Christina :) I posted my faves, for more follow her!
What's Up, What's Happening
Whats Up, Whats Happening from Pristina Christina on Vimeo.
Why You Wanna
Why You Wanna from Pristina Christina on Vimeo.
24's
Rubberband Man & 24z from Pristina Christina on Vimeo.
You have to wonder, how obscenely HOOD can Black America get...
As per, Pristina Christina's concert update of T.I., there is a DJ named Barack O'Drama..
I'm so done with Black America, this is too sad...
Can Congress PLEASE pass a bill or something regarding UP-ing education??
T.I.P. clips courtesy of my doll, Pristina Christina :) I posted my faves, for more follow her!
What's Up, What's Happening
Whats Up, Whats Happening from Pristina Christina on Vimeo.
Why You Wanna
Why You Wanna from Pristina Christina on Vimeo.
24's
Rubberband Man & 24z from Pristina Christina on Vimeo.
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Rebounding From Being The Hurtee
Last week was a total blur and nightmare..that's why I havent updated.
My job drove me to such a brink of insanity all circling "Lost In Translation" and I even spent a good 3 days wondering if i should delete this blog entirely....
I felt like for this blog to not need translation and to be translated incorrectly on top of people not commenting the way I would like in terms of frequency and I'm STILL getting hacked altogether ..I just started to feel with all the stress,excuse my french but FUCK it.
I sat and stared at the "delete this blog" button.
I'm sick of things being so chopped and screwed for me...and I actually had to read Joshens advice multiple times being that he's the first to comment in a long time on any post. I was starting to do exactly as he instructed against. Lose.My.Mind.I didn't even want to get up some days last week. Inclusive of why I last minute ran away to an The Academy Is concert at Roseland ballroom..and called out the vey next day. Thanksgiving Eve I actually had to be carried into a cab and by the love of friends I was luckily transported from Williamsburg, Brooklyn to Penn Station in Manhattan.
Strictly by the love of friends...
This week you can imagine I was actually afriad to come to work..Literally afraid, with nervous stomach pains.
I was getting too used to being the "hurtee"...
New Jack Diction: "hurtee" (hurrr-teee): 1. receipiant of pain 2.selected individual who receives emotional pain from an attacker 3.emotional victim~syn: pain; see: sadness
Between work and slight communication issues with The Significant, and some other random happenings, especially one that could've involved a baby I was completely drained out. I just started to take the relaxed position and got used to being screamed at or blamed for something. And honestly, when you do that, it really starts to strip you down..
I started to lose sight of The Secret, and I'm remembering slowly you do have to be in control...you can't anticipate failure, and you certainly can't become comfortable with being the "hurtee". When everyone else realizes that they can then be the "hurter", they'll trample you completely...
...and last time I checked, there was no fun in being walked on....
My job drove me to such a brink of insanity all circling "Lost In Translation" and I even spent a good 3 days wondering if i should delete this blog entirely....
I felt like for this blog to not need translation and to be translated incorrectly on top of people not commenting the way I would like in terms of frequency and I'm STILL getting hacked altogether ..I just started to feel with all the stress,
I sat and stared at the "delete this blog" button.
I'm sick of things being so chopped and screwed for me...and I actually had to read Joshens advice multiple times being that he's the first to comment in a long time on any post. I was starting to do exactly as he instructed against. Lose.My.Mind.I didn't even want to get up some days last week. Inclusive of why I last minute ran away to an The Academy Is concert at Roseland ballroom..and called out the vey next day. Thanksgiving Eve I actually had to be carried into a cab and by the love of friends I was luckily transported from Williamsburg, Brooklyn to Penn Station in Manhattan.
Strictly by the love of friends...
This week you can imagine I was actually afriad to come to work..Literally afraid, with nervous stomach pains.
I was getting too used to being the "hurtee"...
New Jack Diction: "hurtee" (hurrr-teee): 1. receipiant of pain 2.selected individual who receives emotional pain from an attacker 3.emotional victim~syn: pain; see: sadness
Between work and slight communication issues with The Significant, and some other random happenings, especially one that could've involved a baby I was completely drained out. I just started to take the relaxed position and got used to being screamed at or blamed for something. And honestly, when you do that, it really starts to strip you down..
I started to lose sight of The Secret, and I'm remembering slowly you do have to be in control...you can't anticipate failure, and you certainly can't become comfortable with being the "hurtee". When everyone else realizes that they can then be the "hurter", they'll trample you completely...
...and last time I checked, there was no fun in being walked on....
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Katy Perry Update: Single Ladies
Katy Perry has a humor that so many don't appreciate...here she is making fun of Beyonce's "Single Ladies" video in a dressing room with her makeup artists..
PUT A RING ON IT ...KATY PERRY
PUT A RING ON IT ...KATY PERRY
Monday, November 24, 2008
Winter Cleaning
I have a good feeling about this week...
I can't entirely explain it..and maybe it's not just this week...
I feel very repaired after this weekend. I feel just as I had to do last year, there seems to be the coming of another point in time where I've had to pull the weeds from my life in order to function..in order to grow. These weeds: people, situations, current events have been making my life stressful, more stressful than it needed be for ANY reason whatsoever. I'm starting to feel extremely relieved that I've begun the gardening process, Just over the weekend, in the SMALL amount of gardening I've done I'm already feeling lighter than I have in past weeks.
It's almost like Kanye therapy..in essence keeping my "love lockdown" or more, everything lockdown. I feel like this is just the beginning of organizing things for things to be better...
Just the beginning..starting with just a little weeding out...
I can't entirely explain it..and maybe it's not just this week...
I feel very repaired after this weekend. I feel just as I had to do last year, there seems to be the coming of another point in time where I've had to pull the weeds from my life in order to function..in order to grow. These weeds: people, situations, current events have been making my life stressful, more stressful than it needed be for ANY reason whatsoever. I'm starting to feel extremely relieved that I've begun the gardening process, Just over the weekend, in the SMALL amount of gardening I've done I'm already feeling lighter than I have in past weeks.
It's almost like Kanye therapy..in essence keeping my "love lockdown" or more, everything lockdown. I feel like this is just the beginning of organizing things for things to be better...
Just the beginning..starting with just a little weeding out...
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Lost in Translation
I watched "Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles"...the cartoon this morning...
I ate a 'snack wrap' from McDonalds for Breakfast..it's a day old..
Some might deem this as......
-risky
-idiotic
-immature
-gross
-senseless
but most importantly...
-childish
However, no matter what others might deem it as, I did these things because I chose to do them. Not off the thought of what others might feel, think or say about it.
Anyone who has been reading is aware of the current turmoil I've been in with my job...and yesterday, Boss Lady and I had an amazing conversation about..everything that as she put it is "lost in translation". It seems that, many who I speak to, aren't translating the things I'm saying or understanding me. In times like this, as opposed to digging a hole for yourself, I would rather keep my mouth shut with those parties and speak in depth to the parties that I can actually trust. I want to say "much to my surprise", but it's not..that the information regarding my blog has been disclosed to my boss. Of course, I know exactly where that came from. My boss brought it up, not being negative..but the fact that she was seemingly reported to irritates me.
This is my work....
This is my method of expression...
There is nothing to report...
And more importantly, just as it was stated in the conversation, it is my "freedom of speech" and off the strength of that solely I will not stop writing nor will I censor myself.
I think what truly annoys me, is with all other stresses and my job being one of them..I don't need, nor did I ever ask for a Public Relations representative. If anyone needs to consult how I feel, think etc. it's all here; no need for translation or self-interpretation.
Lately, I'm so stressed and angry that I literally feel the pressure in my heart beat. I mean it can't be normal that I feel evey single heart beat in my chest with a slight pain right?
....I didnt think so..
When I thought I wasn't already lost enough in translation during the first 8 hours of my day, The Significant tops it off.
He might be moving out of state to finish college, in which at this EXTREMELY late point in his game makes absolutely NO sense and is NOT remotely cost effective. More importantly, his younger sibling is entering their first year of college, and it seems like the plan is almost to follow the sibling to their location and play..."big brother". The whole point of one going AWAY to college is for them to engage in a learning experience..He's almost stripping the opportunity away if the constant thought is "What if something happens". That's the POINT of college. Everything happens. It's the opportunity to learn from the curve balls, not have a Secret Service on standby to protect you from those curve balls. Over the past week, every thing that I'm saying to him regarding the subject and any other subject for that matter-we argue. I'm not sure if it's minor roadblocks this past week, or if I'm seeing these things and putting it together as things that I know I will not stand for in the future. That would mean a dead end. He even made a comment, that came across as deeply conceited and it struck such a nerve with me and in me explaining to him that he is pretty conceited, we haven't' spoken in two days.
Now does it bother me that we're not speaking? Of COURSE it does...it always bothers me when we're fighting with one another. But the difference about this situation is, the truth hurts..doesnt' it?
Apparently I'm so lost in translation..that all my speech is chopped and screwed..
I ate a 'snack wrap' from McDonalds for Breakfast..it's a day old..
Some might deem this as......
-risky
-idiotic
-immature
-gross
-senseless
but most importantly...
-childish
However, no matter what others might deem it as, I did these things because I chose to do them. Not off the thought of what others might feel, think or say about it.
Anyone who has been reading is aware of the current turmoil I've been in with my job...and yesterday, Boss Lady and I had an amazing conversation about..everything that as she put it is "lost in translation". It seems that, many who I speak to, aren't translating the things I'm saying or understanding me. In times like this, as opposed to digging a hole for yourself, I would rather keep my mouth shut with those parties and speak in depth to the parties that I can actually trust. I want to say "much to my surprise", but it's not..that the information regarding my blog has been disclosed to my boss. Of course, I know exactly where that came from. My boss brought it up, not being negative..but the fact that she was seemingly reported to irritates me.
This is my work....
This is my method of expression...
There is nothing to report...
And more importantly, just as it was stated in the conversation, it is my "freedom of speech" and off the strength of that solely I will not stop writing nor will I censor myself.
I think what truly annoys me, is with all other stresses and my job being one of them..I don't need, nor did I ever ask for a Public Relations representative. If anyone needs to consult how I feel, think etc. it's all here; no need for translation or self-interpretation.
Lately, I'm so stressed and angry that I literally feel the pressure in my heart beat. I mean it can't be normal that I feel evey single heart beat in my chest with a slight pain right?
....I didnt think so..
When I thought I wasn't already lost enough in translation during the first 8 hours of my day, The Significant tops it off.
He might be moving out of state to finish college, in which at this EXTREMELY late point in his game makes absolutely NO sense and is NOT remotely cost effective. More importantly, his younger sibling is entering their first year of college, and it seems like the plan is almost to follow the sibling to their location and play..."big brother". The whole point of one going AWAY to college is for them to engage in a learning experience..He's almost stripping the opportunity away if the constant thought is "What if something happens". That's the POINT of college. Everything happens. It's the opportunity to learn from the curve balls, not have a Secret Service on standby to protect you from those curve balls. Over the past week, every thing that I'm saying to him regarding the subject and any other subject for that matter-we argue. I'm not sure if it's minor roadblocks this past week, or if I'm seeing these things and putting it together as things that I know I will not stand for in the future. That would mean a dead end. He even made a comment, that came across as deeply conceited and it struck such a nerve with me and in me explaining to him that he is pretty conceited, we haven't' spoken in two days.
Now does it bother me that we're not speaking? Of COURSE it does...it always bothers me when we're fighting with one another. But the difference about this situation is, the truth hurts..doesnt' it?
Apparently I'm so lost in translation..that all my speech is chopped and screwed..
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Mya Update: Paradise
I had NO idea she was even still alive..
and I NEED to start doing squats..her legs and butt is craaazy..
She definitely was on some "Feed the Children" look when she first arrived on the scene..
Mya hasn't being doing anything called "good" in the U.S. with her music, and with her taking the hint...she's dropping this in Japan...
...Smart...
and I NEED to start doing squats..her legs and butt is craaazy..
She definitely was on some "Feed the Children" look when she first arrived on the scene..
Mya hasn't being doing anything called "good" in the U.S. with her music, and with her taking the hint...she's dropping this in Japan...
...Smart...
Song of the Day: 11/22/08-Kidz in the Hall F/Estelle
I'm really feelin' these Kidz...and Estelle just seems to make EVERY track just a smidge better :)
Kidz in the Hall Featuring Estelle "Love Hangover"....
...Definitely have had a couple of those....
Kidz in the Hall Featuring Estelle "Love Hangover"....
...Definitely have had a couple of those....
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Whiplash
Some times..I wonder when I go to work if slavery is truly over.
I mean, Im not trying to sound callous but assessing the situation of what myself and my co-workers have to endure called "workload" I truly sit back and contemplate what are the chances that slavery truly isn't over.
Sometimes I hear, "Oh it's only because you're a baby amd this is your first big time job..thats why you see it that way"
But then i realize....
that the people who school me with that line usually have:
It certainly doesnt feel like im NOT a slave...so why front??
I'm exhausted and more than that I'm fed up because this is NOT my dream in life. This makes it all the worse when i feel like a chicken in a coop..or maybe worse im starting to feel like a calfe in a cage.
How nice.
Ironically, what comes on the radio as I write?
Big Pun "Its So Hard".
Goddamn right it is. I'm so terrified that THIS just might be my life that the dream may not ever happen.
And THATS the part that's so hard.....
I mean, Im not trying to sound callous but assessing the situation of what myself and my co-workers have to endure called "workload" I truly sit back and contemplate what are the chances that slavery truly isn't over.
Sometimes I hear, "Oh it's only because you're a baby amd this is your first big time job..thats why you see it that way"
But then i realize....
that the people who school me with that line usually have:
- ulcers
- heart problems
- have had or are about to have a stroke
- or are on the express subway train to an aneyurism.
It certainly doesnt feel like im NOT a slave...so why front??
I'm exhausted and more than that I'm fed up because this is NOT my dream in life. This makes it all the worse when i feel like a chicken in a coop..or maybe worse im starting to feel like a calfe in a cage.
How nice.
Ironically, what comes on the radio as I write?
Big Pun "Its So Hard".
Goddamn right it is. I'm so terrified that THIS just might be my life that the dream may not ever happen.
And THATS the part that's so hard.....
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Rihanna Update: Rehab (Preview Video)
This is Rihanna's 97,167th video off of the "Good Girl Gone Bad" album...
Originally, this track "Rehab" was her solo, but she re did it featuring Justin Timberlake.
Smart move.....
Originally, this track "Rehab" was her solo, but she re did it featuring Justin Timberlake.
Smart move.....
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Asia Nitollano Update: It's Official, November KING Magazine
Asia's KING magazine photos are finally out...
Two more for now...and she's signed to Murder Inc., meanwhile I'm going to PRAY Irv Gotti doesn't destroy her destiny...
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Monday, November 10, 2008
Blog Dipset Update: Jax Poetic's Birthday
{New Jack @ Jax Poetic's party}
You can tell we had a good night.......
On Saturday, 11/8/08, I threw a
Can I toot my own horn and say that I LOVE that plaid dress I wore, and that it was disgustingly fierce for its public debut?
Yep......
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Kanye West Update: Heartless Video
From the beginning I was not a huge Love Lockdown kinda girl....I WAS however, a huge HEARTLESS fan...
Oh, how dreams come true...
Oh, how dreams come true...
The Possible Domestication of a New Jack
Its that time again...
Its becoming mid-november and im starting to ponder all the 2009 possibilities. This time last year I was in heavy review of the disaster I referred to as 2007..
Yeah disaster was most certainly the term..
Right now im writing from a school gym in Harlem that I arrived to around 9am. Im watching The Significant train his kids for little league which in the winter is referred to as "clinic".
I'm realizing maybe the New Jack needs to get a little bit more domesticated...
Watching a little boy cry and realizig that i wouldnt know what the bloody hell to do with him frightens me immensely. The Significant and 2 other guys relatively 25-26years old immediately went into damage control knowing just what to do and say to a 8year old who was crying to rebuild his confidence.
And it hir me...What the fuck would I do?
I mean its almost humorous..almost. I can't communicate with children older than the age that enables them to tell me "no". Likewise i cant communicate with children young enough to do sole crying either. I know how to cook and very well but only feel to do so when utmost necessary.
I hate to clean..
and I don't do dogs.
I refuse to potty train an animal let alone a human and some people fail to understand that some are not naturally nuturing.
Just because i have a vagina doesn't mean that I just loooove babies.
But I don't hate them either...
(My BFF Linette is convinced that's the case..)
I think 2009 might just be the year of domesticating the New Jack. I'm afraid of babies, but I do however want to get married as soon as tomorrow. Maybe, I have to force myself to...love them. I have to open the door to all these things I fear..children and dogs especially, in order to ever get married it seems.
Honestly though, if you have to force yourself into something, then isn't it just plain WRONG?
So how exactly does one become a Stepford Wife?
Its becoming mid-november and im starting to ponder all the 2009 possibilities. This time last year I was in heavy review of the disaster I referred to as 2007..
Yeah disaster was most certainly the term..
Right now im writing from a school gym in Harlem that I arrived to around 9am. Im watching The Significant train his kids for little league which in the winter is referred to as "clinic".
I'm realizing maybe the New Jack needs to get a little bit more domesticated...
Watching a little boy cry and realizig that i wouldnt know what the bloody hell to do with him frightens me immensely. The Significant and 2 other guys relatively 25-26years old immediately went into damage control knowing just what to do and say to a 8year old who was crying to rebuild his confidence.
And it hir me...What the fuck would I do?
I mean its almost humorous..almost. I can't communicate with children older than the age that enables them to tell me "no". Likewise i cant communicate with children young enough to do sole crying either. I know how to cook and very well but only feel to do so when utmost necessary.
I hate to clean..
and I don't do dogs.
I refuse to potty train an animal let alone a human and some people fail to understand that some are not naturally nuturing.
Just because i have a vagina doesn't mean that I just loooove babies.
But I don't hate them either...
(My BFF Linette is convinced that's the case..)
I think 2009 might just be the year of domesticating the New Jack. I'm afraid of babies, but I do however want to get married as soon as tomorrow. Maybe, I have to force myself to...love them. I have to open the door to all these things I fear..children and dogs especially, in order to ever get married it seems.
Honestly though, if you have to force yourself into something, then isn't it just plain WRONG?
So how exactly does one become a Stepford Wife?
Anonymous, I Love You...
I read a comment today that was posted yesterday that made me chuckle...
I'm not sure which part I love more..honestly. The idea that I don't "have" Jesus, as implied by the word: "need" or, the fact that the person posted their comment anonymously.
I love comments...
I love the entire art of expression: photos, music, writings, tears, laughter, love, hatred, peace
I love Jesus.
I love people.
I love the opportunities for everything that has been provided to us, and wouldn't be possible without God.
What entertains me the MOST however, is just upon reading this comment...I was checking my e-mail and saw TODAY'S Bible verse of the day.
Just as the Barack post, and the verse was SO fitting...this one was as well:
Explanation: "Christians need to remember that though we are in this world we are not of this world; our ultimate citizenship is in heaven. The eager desire of Christians is not earthly things, but a heavenly Person, the Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ (Rom. 8:19-25)." {source}
I anger not at this comment and all comments LIKE this. All I say is,
I love myself.
I love this channel of expression that has worked so well for me.
I love The Lord.
I guess a day's work is pretty much done then huh?
"Religion and lewdness don't mix. You need Jesus, FOR REAL!!! "
I'm not sure which part I love more..honestly. The idea that I don't "have" Jesus, as implied by the word: "need" or, the fact that the person posted their comment anonymously.
I love comments...
I love the entire art of expression: photos, music, writings, tears, laughter, love, hatred, peace
I love Jesus.
I love people.
I love the opportunities for everything that has been provided to us, and wouldn't be possible without God.
What entertains me the MOST however, is just upon reading this comment...I was checking my e-mail and saw TODAY'S Bible verse of the day.
Just as the Barack post, and the verse was SO fitting...this one was as well:
Philippians 3:20:
"For our citizenship is in heaven, from which also we eagerly wait for a Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ" {source}
"For our citizenship is in heaven, from which also we eagerly wait for a Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ" {source}
Explanation: "Christians need to remember that though we are in this world we are not of this world; our ultimate citizenship is in heaven. The eager desire of Christians is not earthly things, but a heavenly Person, the Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ (Rom. 8:19-25)." {source}
I anger not at this comment and all comments LIKE this. All I say is,
Love yourself...
Love your work...
Love God.
Love your work...
Love God.
I love myself.
I love this channel of expression that has worked so well for me.
I love The Lord.
I guess a day's work is pretty much done then huh?
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Pussycat Dolls Update: PCD Continues to Wear Lingerie for a Living
The PussyCat Dolls have just been "awarded" their first and very own lingerie line...
This shocks you none...
It shocks me none...
Nicole is still the epicenter of their lives..
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You're Getting Sleepy...
To tell the truth...
I'm friggin exhausted....
I've been drowning in so much work, and with my body not physically up to par, this week if anyone couldn't tell, I've been entirely off the ball.
I pick up the laptop...
Open for a post...
The next I know:
I'm putting down the laptop...
And falling unconsciouss..
This unattractive, eat and constant sleep routine is not doing ANYTHING positive for my weight.
One can only imagine...
But I do however, hope to report now that my thyroid medication has passed through and I have some, ahem, change in my account that I can I guess dedicate to my prescriptions as well as failing car. It just seems as of late, as much as I'm trying to remain positive there's either not enough hours in the day or I'm too exhausted to utilize the hours in the day.
Its been said several times "Sleep is the cousin of death", with how often I've been asleep by my choice or not, I'm wondering if I'm honestly getting in too close with the family...
There's so much left to do, so much left to accomplish, and in recent..and odd thoughts of death of late, what really happens when it's all over? I've been so unmotivated of late. Making plans to lose X amount of weight,staring at inspiration, staring at all the available tools to make a change in as little as three weeks. I've done absolutely nothing. Correction, I have. I've slept. I'm in such a deep, and what others would refer to as dark place in my mind completely wrapped in the uncertainty of death. What one immediately experiences after their heart beats its last beat. I'm wrapped in the truth that I refuse to acknowledge that my heart too, will one day beat its last beat.
I don't know when..
I don't know how...
But, I haven't come to accept that it will happen...
A woman of 106 years old voted on Tuesday, November 4th, 2008. You wonder...
How much green tea did she drink?
How active was she per day?
How did she avoid: heart disease, diabetes, cancer, car accidents, stroke,alzheimer's, you name it..
..Was she CHOSEN to live this long..for a reason...
I'm hoping with me purchasing my thyroid medication that it helps me in the physical department hard core...the sleeping, has honestly, got to lighten up a whole lot.
And the death thing?
A little less Grey's Anatomy could be an easy cure.....
I'm friggin exhausted....
I've been drowning in so much work, and with my body not physically up to par, this week if anyone couldn't tell, I've been entirely off the ball.
I pick up the laptop...
Open for a post...
The next I know:
I'm putting down the laptop...
And falling unconsciouss..
This unattractive, eat and constant sleep routine is not doing ANYTHING positive for my weight.
One can only imagine...
But I do however, hope to report now that my thyroid medication has passed through and I have some, ahem, change in my account that I can I guess dedicate to my prescriptions as well as failing car. It just seems as of late, as much as I'm trying to remain positive there's either not enough hours in the day or I'm too exhausted to utilize the hours in the day.
Its been said several times "Sleep is the cousin of death", with how often I've been asleep by my choice or not, I'm wondering if I'm honestly getting in too close with the family...
There's so much left to do, so much left to accomplish, and in recent..and odd thoughts of death of late, what really happens when it's all over? I've been so unmotivated of late. Making plans to lose X amount of weight,staring at inspiration, staring at all the available tools to make a change in as little as three weeks. I've done absolutely nothing. Correction, I have. I've slept. I'm in such a deep, and what others would refer to as dark place in my mind completely wrapped in the uncertainty of death. What one immediately experiences after their heart beats its last beat. I'm wrapped in the truth that I refuse to acknowledge that my heart too, will one day beat its last beat.
I don't know when..
I don't know how...
But, I haven't come to accept that it will happen...
A woman of 106 years old voted on Tuesday, November 4th, 2008. You wonder...
How much green tea did she drink?
How active was she per day?
How did she avoid: heart disease, diabetes, cancer, car accidents, stroke,alzheimer's, you name it..
..Was she CHOSEN to live this long..for a reason...
I'm hoping with me purchasing my thyroid medication that it helps me in the physical department hard core...the sleeping, has honestly, got to lighten up a whole lot.
And the death thing?
A little less Grey's Anatomy could be an easy cure.....
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Barack-ed the VOTE
There are some things in life, that so many people do not agree upon...this happens for a multitude of reasons to name a few:
Some due to ignorance...
Some due to selfishness....
The inability to expand ones horizons...
Choice...
Deception....
Force....
I was always told as I grew, there are two things you try your best not to discuss at work or amongst most people due to the above, and those things are: Religion and Politics.
In order to voice my opinion about the Barack Obama win, this historic moment I will go entirely against prior instruction and combine the two things I was always told to hush my mouth about...
Some due to ignorance...
Some due to selfishness....
The inability to expand ones horizons...
Choice...
Deception....
Force....
I was always told as I grew, there are two things you try your best not to discuss at work or amongst most people due to the above, and those things are: Religion and Politics.
In order to voice my opinion about the Barack Obama win, this historic moment I will go entirely against prior instruction and combine the two things I was always told to hush my mouth about...
Romans 13:1
Every person is to be in subjection to the governing authorities For there is no authority except from God, and those which exist are established by God.
Sunday, November 2, 2008
Lil Wayne Update: Mrs. Officer Video
Can we say...it's about TIME...
I love that he made the ending have "Comfortable" featuring Babyface..
I love that he made the ending have "Comfortable" featuring Babyface..
"Why So Serious" on Halloween?
I forgot...
I was a kitten at work for Halloween before transforming into NYPD...
People insist that they have to have blood falling EVERYWHERE on Halloween..Can we not terrify the babies?
Arrest Me, Please...
I definitely made up for some things Halloween '08...
The night of Halloween itself was hysterical with that being the quote I heard all night..long...
"Arrest me, please.."
"I'll leave with you to the precinct RIGHT now"
So many...immigrants, begged me for photos I was beginning to become confused as to WHO I am...
With the song, "Mrs. Officer" by Lil Wayne, this was by far the year to be a cop..
I LOVED everyone who sung to me..
We incurred some drama with Webster Hall however...
Being that they're completely unfocused, they well over booked and were well over capacity when we got there at 1AM. The party wasn't supposed to shut down until 5...
Our "friend" refused to exit, but it's all good she proved a lot that I already knew about her in that same night. She never fails to disappoint me, and somehow she always finds a way to outdo herself from her last failure.
Upset with the "friend" , we had to make up for it last night and it was a REALLY GOOD night to say the least. I debuted a new corset I purchased back in August..
(more on The New Jack Photos page)
It served its purpose, as I in an economic crisis drank for free all night. Last night was the right time for that debut! LOL! It was such a wild, confused crew last night...
The Long Island usuals, the crack-head usuals, and my Brooklyn unusuals...however, I was very pleased that we all blended together really nicely last night. So now, I spend my Sunday in recovery...
I definitely "beat it like a cop" all weekend long...
The night of Halloween itself was hysterical with that being the quote I heard all night..long...
"Arrest me, please.."
"I'll leave with you to the precinct RIGHT now"
So many...immigrants, begged me for photos I was beginning to become confused as to WHO I am...
With the song, "Mrs. Officer" by Lil Wayne, this was by far the year to be a cop..
I LOVED everyone who sung to me..
We incurred some drama with Webster Hall however...
Being that they're completely unfocused, they well over booked and were well over capacity when we got there at 1AM. The party wasn't supposed to shut down until 5...
Our "friend" refused to exit, but it's all good she proved a lot that I already knew about her in that same night. She never fails to disappoint me, and somehow she always finds a way to outdo herself from her last failure.
Upset with the "friend" , we had to make up for it last night and it was a REALLY GOOD night to say the least. I debuted a new corset I purchased back in August..
(more on The New Jack Photos page)
It served its purpose, as I in an economic crisis drank for free all night. Last night was the right time for that debut! LOL! It was such a wild, confused crew last night...
The Long Island usuals, the crack-head usuals, and my Brooklyn unusuals...however, I was very pleased that we all blended together really nicely last night. So now, I spend my Sunday in recovery...
I definitely "beat it like a cop" all weekend long...
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
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Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Asia Nitollano Update: KING MAGAZINE ITS TRUE!
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
The love of my SOUL is really doing KING!!! I'll be buying 346,801 copies...
And she's signed to Murder Inc?? Oh shit, Ashanti..peace out...
Peep the video:
The love of my SOUL is really doing KING!!! I'll be buying 346,801 copies...
And she's signed to Murder Inc?? Oh shit, Ashanti..peace out...
Peep the video:
Katy Perry Update: Blender Magazine November 2008
Awwww,
Katy Perry does the November issue of Blender magazine
I <3> Katy...
One more underneath!
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Sunday, October 26, 2008
Mama Said Knock You Out:: Uruguay Referee
OMFG....
Watch the slow-motion of this dude getting punched out...
Poor ref :( he's very..petite against this 7 foot tall dude who pimp slapped him.
..His swag was more than jacked...
Watch the slow-motion of this dude getting punched out...
Poor ref :( he's very..petite against this 7 foot tall dude who pimp slapped him.
..His swag was more than jacked...
Happy Belated Birthday, New Jack
Whoa...
I totally had the date incorrect! I missed my one year birthday! The New Jack is officially one-year old, as of October 17th! I had the date in my head as October 28th, the date that I started my visitor stats...
Finally at a year old, I've been able to write an "about" because it took a year of soul searching, drama, jail, and other trouble for me to find out what I'm really about.
This time LAST year, I was writing about community service in Blue October Waste..telling you my severe finance woes, in An Expense Report and detailing the beginning of some downward depression in Cookie Crumbles. The Significant and I definitely went through the ringer, but a year later we're blissfully happy, and right this minute I really couldn't picture myself with anyoen else. I wrote a letter to my BFF, reminding her that Significant or not, she'll always be the love of my life. Battles with the parentals and a zillion failed job interviews. My first car. My first job after college. A lot of firsts, a lot of failures, but some good successes. 2008 was a nice turn around for The New Jack.
I taught myself the HTML when no one opted to help me...I pretty much taught myself everything when I got empty promises of help that never came through. A year ago, I didn't even have a photo up and the blog wasn't worth anything..a year later? I have photos, banners I made myself, HTML all done by myself and now my blog is actually worthy of being hacked for hundreds of dollars per MONTH. My TIME, my nights up late trying to learn, trying to fix things and my real life tears actually paid off to be something I'm extremely proud of.
So though the journey is far from over, here's to one candle out on the cake...
Or, I could just come out of it Marylin-style
....Happy Birthday, Mrs. President.
This IS what The New Jack about:
" "This here's a classic, just like a pair of Reeboks"-Yung Joc
"..with the spirit of a hustler, and the swagger of a college kid.."- T.I.
Cultural, personal theory-filled, snark, Shakespearean and musical, The New Jack is a compliation blog of all the new happenings in LIFE, art, MUSIC, LOVE, pop-culture, celebrities and most importantly, a real-life twenty-something, The New Jack, herself.
In October of 2007, The New Jack was founded by author Deidre Henry, graduate of SUNY College at Oneonta. Fresh out of college, fresh into trouble and unemployed, while not having a job, the author created her own. It was while in desperate search for a job within the Record Industry, she discovered how to turn her passion as a songwriter into writing about her own life as well as the masses. "I realized that after thinking I knew everything after college, that absolutely everything was new to me...From Kingston, Jamaica to Brooklyn and to Long Island, no matter what I'm always 'The New Jack' on the block".
Truly coming about in the understanding that, "You can pay for school, but you can't buy class"(Jay-Z), The New Jack is expanding her horizons as well as yours one entry post at a time. So on that note, "Let's get these teen hearts beating; Faster, faster!"(Panic! At the Disco). Shall We? "
To read more of The New Jack About, including press, advertising and contact, click here.
I totally had the date incorrect! I missed my one year birthday! The New Jack is officially one-year old, as of October 17th! I had the date in my head as October 28th, the date that I started my visitor stats...
Finally at a year old, I've been able to write an "about" because it took a year of soul searching, drama, jail, and other trouble for me to find out what I'm really about.
This time LAST year, I was writing about community service in Blue October Waste..telling you my severe finance woes, in An Expense Report and detailing the beginning of some downward depression in Cookie Crumbles. The Significant and I definitely went through the ringer, but a year later we're blissfully happy, and right this minute I really couldn't picture myself with anyoen else. I wrote a letter to my BFF, reminding her that Significant or not, she'll always be the love of my life. Battles with the parentals and a zillion failed job interviews. My first car. My first job after college. A lot of firsts, a lot of failures, but some good successes. 2008 was a nice turn around for The New Jack.
I taught myself the HTML when no one opted to help me...I pretty much taught myself everything when I got empty promises of help that never came through. A year ago, I didn't even have a photo up and the blog wasn't worth anything..a year later? I have photos, banners I made myself, HTML all done by myself and now my blog is actually worthy of being hacked for hundreds of dollars per MONTH. My TIME, my nights up late trying to learn, trying to fix things and my real life tears actually paid off to be something I'm extremely proud of.
So though the journey is far from over, here's to one candle out on the cake...
Or, I could just come out of it Marylin-style
....Happy Birthday, Mrs. President.
This IS what The New Jack about:
" "This here's a classic, just like a pair of Reeboks"-Yung Joc
"..with the spirit of a hustler, and the swagger of a college kid.."- T.I.
Cultural, personal theory-filled, snark, Shakespearean and musical, The New Jack is a compliation blog of all the new happenings in LIFE, art, MUSIC, LOVE, pop-culture, celebrities and most importantly, a real-life twenty-something, The New Jack, herself.
In October of 2007, The New Jack was founded by author Deidre Henry, graduate of SUNY College at Oneonta. Fresh out of college, fresh into trouble and unemployed, while not having a job, the author created her own. It was while in desperate search for a job within the Record Industry, she discovered how to turn her passion as a songwriter into writing about her own life as well as the masses. "I realized that after thinking I knew everything after college, that absolutely everything was new to me...From Kingston, Jamaica to Brooklyn and to Long Island, no matter what I'm always 'The New Jack' on the block".
Truly coming about in the understanding that, "You can pay for school, but you can't buy class"(Jay-Z), The New Jack is expanding her horizons as well as yours one entry post at a time. So on that note, "Let's get these teen hearts beating; Faster, faster!"(Panic! At the Disco). Shall We? "
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Thursday, October 23, 2008
Kim Kardashian Update: Oh, The Sweetest Thing
Isn't this ADORABLE...
Anyone who doesn't, regardless of their hatred for Kim Kardashian because I love her, you don't have a heart...
Here is Kim Kardashian at age 4, as Minnie Mouse at Halloween:
Halloween in 7 days :)
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Anyone who doesn't, regardless of their hatred for Kim Kardashian because I love her, you don't have a heart...
Here is Kim Kardashian at age 4, as Minnie Mouse at Halloween:
Halloween in 7 days :)
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Christina Aguilera Update: New Album November 2008
Christina Aguilera's greatest hits album hits stores, i.e. Target, who is the biggest pusher, on November 11th. There are two new tracks....one of which, the current single: "Keeps Getting Better"...
Stay Up (Life Viagra)
It's funny, my song of the week, "Stay Up (Viagra!)" by 88 Keys featuring Kanye West applies directly to my life right now. Even though the track applies to...staying..up...via Viagra, I would need Life Viagra at this point. It's as if people haven't been reading how UNBELIEVABLY exhausted I am, and more than that STRESSED TO NO END over my place of employment. I need at minimum a weeks vacation...
Despite all the stress that I've been going through with my job, its as if everyone and their mama needs to have something from me, when I don't have a MINUTE to myself. I was so stressed last week from my job, that I was either going to quit in an economic crisis or drink until I was comatose.
I've seen none of my friends...
The Significant is still away....
I've been exhausted, stressed, overworked and alone.
And the upcoming week has no slow down either..
My poor co-worker has a mother suffering from liver cancer, after just beating breast cancer and is currently under going chemotherapy so I don't expect to see much of her as she needs to tend to her mother and is under a wild amount of stress herself. The workload, in which I'm already not confident about is only going to GROW.
Friday coming is Halloween, in which I will "beat it like a cop" because I'll be "Mrs. Officer" (click to listen)
I have none of the parts to the costume and with my group of friends Halloween is a huge ordeal. This will actually be my FIRST Halloween old enough to enjoy in the city because last year this time..I was writing about my community service after briefly being jailed.
..Yeah.......
My intent is to make up for last Halloween by completely doing Halloween times 900. Between all the social obligations that I have NO CASH TO ATTEND and are expected to show face for, the exhaustion, depression over work, trying to correct the blog hacking and not to mention the oh-so-fabulous health issues I've come to love to hate....
New Jack just can't catch a break...
I think the only thing good about my day today is that I purchased gas for $2.71....$2.71!
I mean, is it not noticeable that I haven't been writing because I've been SO busy?
....Now where's that Life Viagra I was speaking of?
Here's 88 Keys...
Despite all the stress that I've been going through with my job, its as if everyone and their mama needs to have something from me, when I don't have a MINUTE to myself. I was so stressed last week from my job, that I was either going to quit in an economic crisis or drink until I was comatose.
I've seen none of my friends...
The Significant is still away....
I've been exhausted, stressed, overworked and alone.
And the upcoming week has no slow down either..
My poor co-worker has a mother suffering from liver cancer, after just beating breast cancer and is currently under going chemotherapy so I don't expect to see much of her as she needs to tend to her mother and is under a wild amount of stress herself. The workload, in which I'm already not confident about is only going to GROW.
Friday coming is Halloween, in which I will "beat it like a cop" because I'll be "Mrs. Officer" (click to listen)
I have none of the parts to the costume and with my group of friends Halloween is a huge ordeal. This will actually be my FIRST Halloween old enough to enjoy in the city because last year this time..I was writing about my community service after briefly being jailed.
..Yeah.......
My intent is to make up for last Halloween by completely doing Halloween times 900. Between all the social obligations that I have NO CASH TO ATTEND and are expected to show face for, the exhaustion, depression over work, trying to correct the blog hacking and not to mention the oh-so-fabulous health issues I've come to love to hate....
New Jack just can't catch a break...
I think the only thing good about my day today is that I purchased gas for $2.71....$2.71!
I mean, is it not noticeable that I haven't been writing because I've been SO busy?
....Now where's that Life Viagra I was speaking of?
Here's 88 Keys...
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