Big Lights...

Its Thursday and the world is gearing up for the weekend. Not me. You see how last weekend was for me. Im stuck in Miami trying to find a way through this maze. Coming here was my attempt at clearing my mind and starting over again. For those who don't know me very well, I can take you back...

I was born and raised in New York City. Originally from the Bronx- Soundview to be exact. I then moved to midtown Manhattan as my grandmother sought a better life for me. Once I hit 18, I was off to college to become a doctor. I had many career plans at that point in my life. I listened to advisors who said it was ok to not know what I wanted to do in life because I was still young. So, leaning on youth, I never took college seriously. I left school after one year. I re-enrolled once again without sucess. I started working and fast forward a few years I end up working in the World Trade Center. On September 11, 2001, I survived the greatest attack on America. Being scared of the uncertainty of life, I immediately moved to Miami on January 3, 2002 to retry this academic thing that I had previously failed at. Once again, not being focused, I did not take my studies seriously. I've had my legal woes as well as personal issued that put my life on a hold for a few years while being in Miami. Now, Im at a point in my life where I am transforming into ME- a better ME.

I am contemplating on moving back to New York for the advancement of my career. There isn't a place better on earth than New York. This I am certain. Miami was a nice 7 year vacation for me and Im almost done. I want to live in my city of dreams. The rollercoaster ride was nice. New York has my heart...

Make Magic!
$hay the $elebrity

Theme from New York, New York - Frank Sinatra

Im WACK-tose Intolerant!

Im wearing pearls today. Ive always loved pearls. Any woman in history who personified class and beauty was always seen with pearls. I think every real woman should own at least one necklace- fake or not. Just create the illusion if you cant define the reality. There is a lost generation of youth who think that their nekkid skin is what makes them beautiful. I beg to differ. Pearls make you beautiful. In order to carry pearls off, you must have a certain air about you. You must be seen AND heard. In contrast to my motherly set of pearls, I have on hot pink finger nail polish. Talk about contrast. I call it Ghettoure... You figure it out.

Im smelling myself right now. No, I do not stink. My grandmother is from the Virgin Islands, so she would often say "You're smelling yourself" as a way to let me know that I was a bit self absorbed. So, Im smelling myself. My pearls are poppin. My lip gloss is poppin. My pink paint is poppin. lol Im on top of MY world. Things are lovely. The birds are chirping. The rest of the birds are being scandolous. Its what they do- they are BIRDS aka PIGEONS. Get it? This day is gonna be alright I start to think.

On a Monday morning, I should feel refreshed, but that isnt always the case. As soon as I start my day some WACK person has to shed some of their WACK scrapings in the atmosphere. Like the wackness oozes out of their pores. They exhale wack air. They have wack thougts, and when they speak- only wackness comes out. It never fails. The $elebrity in me gets t'd off briefly and goes back to being brilliant. In the words of one of my comrads Kiesh: "People hate what they dont understand. They cant figure me out!!!" ...The one song that I could find to relate to how Im feeling right this second is Wack Niggaz. Enjoy it...




$elebreality,

$hay the $elebrity

Saturday's

You would think that because its a Saturday that I would be full of things to do. The higlight of my day was when the Pizza Hut man knocked on my door. It was going to be the first time that I had the Tuscani Lasagna. I usually have the Chicken Afreldo. I love that. But the lasagna did not make my toes curl. Its funny how this turned into a food post. I cant help it, Im a big girl. (smile)

I sent off my dirty laundry to be done. I chatted online with a guy who was in my friends list. I have my friends list grouped off. He was listed in the cuties section. I dont even remember who he is, but he must be cute for me to put him in the cuties section. He asked if we could hang and Im all for it. But, its approaching 8:30 and I havent heard anything. I might be stuck home afterall. Yahoo spades and dominoes will be here to pick me up again. Every Saturday I end up dedicating my day to myself. I have never been the social butterfly to have lots of friends and always on the social scene. I hate crowds, and I hate to sweat. So, the best thing to avoid those things is to be alone. I like being alone. Other times, I wish to have a partner in life- a husband.

I need to clean, take the trash out and fold up some clothes. I need to hurry up and win the powerball so I can pay someone to do it for me. Its just a moment of time before my money making plans fall in to place. This I am sure. Until then...its just another Saturday.

Get Money, New Money!

$hay the $elebrity

My first Day!

Today is my first day blogging ever. So, if you happen to read this- go easy on me. Everyone else is doing it and there are so many things that I want to say, but dont have anyone else to say it to. So, I figured why not share it with cyberspace. Maybe, just maybe, someone will read these words. Afterall, readin IS fundamental. Unless you are reading smut, then it becomes fukkery. lol Being that I am at work, this will be pretty short and sweet. I am stuck taking sales calls until 9pm. Its only 6. Im gonna play dominoes on yahoo with a dude I met yesterday from Chicago. He is an avid player as well. Tall, dark, handsome, 38...yeah, he can be my partner. Until next time...

Shake and Bake!
$hay the $elebrity