I am so sick and tired of females saying phrases like, “I am the main bitch.” and “He may have slept with you but he comes home to me and his kids every night.” WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?! Are you that insecure about yourself that you are willing to be the “main chick?” Ladies it is time we put the side chick in the gutter where she belong and it starts by knowing your worth. Continue reading
I am now in a place big enough for me and my family…AND I LOVE IT!!! Everything about it just says comfort, secure and livable. The only thing is that I have NEVER had to decorate a place. My mother decorated my first place and any place after that I just put my furniture in there and just….lived. Now that I am married and have three little one I want my home to have some personality. Continue reading
Over 900 car accidents later and 6 fires (one including a Marta train.), GA interstates are still gridlocked. There are people still locked in their cars and places of employment as well as in schools. Places such as the Civic Center, restaurants nearby interstates and gas stations are still open for those seeking shelter. There are even a few civilians walking around the interstate giving away food and water. Continue reading
The way I look at life today was completely different ten years ago. It was even different three years ago. My perception changed with the changes in life. Some may say that’s a bad thing. Some may say it’s a good thing. But what other people say or think although it can be very relevant, it’s not important. What is important is for ME to decide what’s good, what’s bad, when I should get married, Or have children. It’s up to me to decide If I should be a writer, a dancer or both. If I want to cut my hair or if I should just let it grow. It’s my choice if I want to wear makeup. It’s my choice to fall in love or fall out of love. It’s up to me if I want to spend time with my friends or just stay home alone. Although it may not be pleasing to the eye, it’s still up to me if I want to wash my car, or just wait until it rains again. It’s also up to me to decide who I want to allow in my heart. I decide if I want to go to college, eat healthy, pig out, drink alcohol, or sing very loud in the shower or even in public. And because I make these decisions it helps me better appreciate the things I can’t decide, like death. If you live your life according to you, then you will have no regrets. The point of it all is to be HAPPY!! Live life according to you. If you like him tell him. If she makes you smile then call her. Don’t be unhappy for people who can care less if you even wake up the next day. They probably wouldn’t even come to your funeral. Stop asking Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram to decide your fate, next meal, hair style, nail polish, outfit, or even if they think you are cute.” Do you think I should…, What would you do if… or Like my status if…” Listen to me, if it makes you smile, if it makes you laugh, if when you go to bed, you are full of joy, then by all means, do it. We have to stop blaming our unhappiness on others and especially the devil, because he is not and will never be relevant in our lives (that’s how you think positive thoughts). It is up to us to choose our happiness. If you a searching for happiness, this is what you do; STOP and just be happy. Its just that easy. Stop searching through people, places, and things. Search within yourself. Do what’s important to you. Make your own rules and live by your own standards. Life is already hard, so try to make it as easy as possible while you are here because one day you will not be. Listen to these words again, one day you will not be here. Your existence will be gone forever. So while you are here, make it worthwhile. Make it legendary.
So the other day at work, I ran into an old school friend of mine. It always feel good running into old friends, but I will soon regret this statement. We hugged. He began telling me about all the things going on his life, and I shared some of mine. Throughout our conversation, he kept reminding me of my beauty and how I suppose to be his girlfriend. But all my mind could focus on was the fact he was MARRIED. So now I’m trying to cut the conversation short. Luckily for him, he caught the hint………….Well late that night as I peacefully fell asleep, I had a nightmare. It was about my old high school friend and it was featuring his WIFE. I was trying to figure out why in the world was he in my dream and why did I feel like the bad guy, when I did NOTHING wrong. Continue reading