tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-67892277702630434502024-03-19T05:14:41.840-05:00BASED GODESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Ven Aqui!Luvdopeishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06969995712001466880noreply@blogger.comBlogger23125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789227770263043450.post-45276979241490410642010-11-18T11:56:00.000-06:002010-11-18T12:21:07.758-06:00Black Girls,, No wait Black People RockI luv to look nice im not gonna lie but there is a thick line between looking nice, and being over the top. We as black people have life all mixed up.. We are more concerned on the material things and the substances that comes along with the urban lifestyle. Black people are the only nationality that will debt themselves to look good. Slavery of blacks ended 149 years ago but that was just freedom of the physical bondage. WE ARE STILL SLAVES OF THE MIND! Designers put out new shit every month and we eat it up like a gourmet dish. We spend money on clothes and shoes when we could be investing and letting it build. We gotta have the best of everything we're broke because we're making others rich! Its down to the point in which if you have a flip phone ur looked down upon. Because we would rather spend $350 on a phone and they would take a free phone in a heartbeat.<br />I was watching "In the Heat of the Night" and in the episode a black man was killed by 4 white men. All he did was ride down the street in his new pinto (or whatever nice car it was at that time). The man stopped to help out a white and then a car pulled up behind him and 3 more white men jumped out and they killed him. For no reason at all because he was black! And what I got out of this episode is that we have come a long way as a nationality. Our ancestors died for us by sitting at "white only" lunch counters and marching down the street getting bit by dogs. They died so we can have an easier life. All we do is kill each other over petty things. We kill each other because that "nigga" aint from yo block or because he talked to yo girl. We should be loving one another.<br />In the civil rights movement blacks were still slaves "seperate but equal". Our ancestors over came that slavery and made it easier for us. So its up to us to see how we can over come this slavery we are in today.Luvdopeishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06969995712001466880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789227770263043450.post-78274775990044836012009-11-09T12:23:00.000-06:002009-11-09T12:36:41.222-06:00Free<span style="font-size:130%;color:#003300;">How do we allow people to have control over our hearts.. mind.. bodies.. Its like when they are here you are happy.. when they are gone your sad you crave them more than food.. you may love them more than you love yourself.. Or you may just be in love with the thought of being in love.. Whatever it maybe no one can change the way you feel about them.. Its like they have some kind of power over you.. Wat is this force you have over me? And how do I break free?</span>Luvdopeishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06969995712001466880noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789227770263043450.post-4704724572979935512009-08-27T09:03:00.000-05:002009-08-27T09:36:56.121-05:00Porcelian Doll<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDaJNeuUCXkI_Zgl4KK4FMKjQa9SuEQpwokc5qBE0TJWBXc1q-wrTmdDAFfaDpGRBY7JKQsu-xC6fIeT1flwwlFw0VcSmHVyc_IZ-zeiZBICTvVrQ8EwDFVnTWl7uw01I0zafw1v0HsP8/s1600-h/bild-lilli-doll.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 352px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374652516455541234" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDaJNeuUCXkI_Zgl4KK4FMKjQa9SuEQpwokc5qBE0TJWBXc1q-wrTmdDAFfaDpGRBY7JKQsu-xC6fIeT1flwwlFw0VcSmHVyc_IZ-zeiZBICTvVrQ8EwDFVnTWl7uw01I0zafw1v0HsP8/s400/bild-lilli-doll.jpg" /></a><br /><div><strong>Words of a wise woman "I had a porcelian doll I had onto it way too tightly and when it broke I swore I'd never hold onto something so tightly again." Finally finding what you have been wanting and praying for is a blessing in its self.. But when that blessing is taken away from you, it causes you to take a step back from the situation and evaluate. This thing happened so fast.. I dont wanna call it love because I dont really know what love is. But I know it has potential! One thing I do know is that I dont want to be bamboozled. I know many people will have things to say but there is only one captain of this ship.. I hope I am going in the right direction.. I can see it but it feels more like a fairy tale. But they do say fairytales have happy endings I hope this is true. Because when im with you I feel happy I feel loved and I feel like I cant wait to be with you again. I dont know if thats because of the situation of you leaving me..I have never been in a situation like this.. I never had someon show me the affection the way you have.. Or maybe I have and I just eat the shit up when you give it to me. Whatever it is I love it and I hope the fire doesnt burn out on either side.. </strong></div>Luvdopeishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06969995712001466880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789227770263043450.post-24362909848164216372009-08-01T13:25:00.000-05:002009-08-01T13:45:09.332-05:00Bifocals<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhmqLodrNBBXI9JzUkWAVCDeeE8wiqZVuz5j5mqhKUZnop_blGJu_OtAPS62Ls8lTXtP2zpIZg5M6XsUMnVa9Mfm42IxSKg-KOFbeYU5zA8GnmG58rAzppByrvJ3CpHQUpdkGEs2b3-yg/s1600-h/pinky-swear1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365068274052120562" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhmqLodrNBBXI9JzUkWAVCDeeE8wiqZVuz5j5mqhKUZnop_blGJu_OtAPS62Ls8lTXtP2zpIZg5M6XsUMnVa9Mfm42IxSKg-KOFbeYU5zA8GnmG58rAzppByrvJ3CpHQUpdkGEs2b3-yg/s400/pinky-swear1.jpg" /></a><br /><div><strong>I always sit and think.. maybe I think too much maybe thats the problem. But thinking has gotten me far n this life.. People ask why I dont talk much.. Im more of an observer.. I sit back and watch the world. At times it feels like it is passing me by but other times I feel like im way above the rest..At times I feel like I have friends and at times I feel alone. But what is a friend any way.. Someone you can go too and someone that knows all your secrets.. I like to say I have associates and one good friend. And she doesnt even know everything about me.. Over these years I realized its hard to say goodbye! But when its like I have been saying goodbye to you my friend for the past 2 years... So its not so hard. I dispise <--sp kissing peoples ass. Sometimes I do things that are misunderstood.. Sometimes I can be a bitch! But friends always look past that.. A friendship is a bond.. And you my friend have let that bond unravel. I was still holding on but wats the purpose when all I will be left with is strands and memories from our friendship bond. As much as I would like to forget about you its hard because you have been my friend for so long. But I guess thats the way life is.. Its already written. They say people are in your life for a season and I guess our season has passed... I just dont understand how you let people bring us apart I thought we were bff's... </strong></div>Luvdopeishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06969995712001466880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789227770263043450.post-12758511212881109652009-07-31T12:47:00.000-05:002009-07-31T13:21:13.260-05:00Monkey See Monkey Do!Jockin my fresh! Everywhere I look I see the same thing.. It was once upon a time skinny jeans, and graphic tees were considered original! I think we should all just walk around naked. Clothes don't make u cool. <3 dopeish<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK_aEs_ttqjlNpwmD6-p66VFikNRlywjnosfp4hZZLc6SmKJ_eCqNtpNaUDc27igkFXLdSKd2rWn9iyj0xmePdeCpWw6sAIeRRIasYMeqUMGtjRpklNvV4zgwSjZU86x8elrEBps3-PTA/s1600-h/flach-tim-monkey-face-2410296.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364690176112198162" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK_aEs_ttqjlNpwmD6-p66VFikNRlywjnosfp4hZZLc6SmKJ_eCqNtpNaUDc27igkFXLdSKd2rWn9iyj0xmePdeCpWw6sAIeRRIasYMeqUMGtjRpklNvV4zgwSjZU86x8elrEBps3-PTA/s400/flach-tim-monkey-face-2410296.jpg" /></a>Luvdopeishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06969995712001466880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789227770263043450.post-83059629881153576932009-07-30T10:19:00.000-05:002009-07-30T10:33:03.744-05:00Guilty Pleasure<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA0mKZD0frsgH2e0E_DYcWPWWwe-dhFa96kkR0tT2FxoB3ToEO8d5LQ9zVJwBHHrxas1zYA6AqLZSpeD7t3g9BhfsobERMiKTLqMgCfR3XZbs3s7y78diS_Xdp_7SlWzuRJ1004YYfo8U/s1600-h/mikeyrocks.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364276441446509410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA0mKZD0frsgH2e0E_DYcWPWWwe-dhFa96kkR0tT2FxoB3ToEO8d5LQ9zVJwBHHrxas1zYA6AqLZSpeD7t3g9BhfsobERMiKTLqMgCfR3XZbs3s7y78diS_Xdp_7SlWzuRJ1004YYfo8U/s400/mikeyrocks.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdB49nhwo0Mb3KoyVLTeSR_Dq3BZZY8es0pLiwffIBA3wJ8moe9owqC6seeImdVv6_IPS1YmodieODnjzIKFGk49CiSoe9puFCgpaKUVBJk1vCiSX_h14TO-c10Dgl5E-ywiyA-qzf34k/s1600-h/l_d42ff508c875e1884e4c5a1c999b8e58.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364276351514716882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdB49nhwo0Mb3KoyVLTeSR_Dq3BZZY8es0pLiwffIBA3wJ8moe9owqC6seeImdVv6_IPS1YmodieODnjzIKFGk49CiSoe9puFCgpaKUVBJk1vCiSX_h14TO-c10Dgl5E-ywiyA-qzf34k/s400/l_d42ff508c875e1884e4c5a1c999b8e58.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixkPTQFaYqWJaXHz0aLduayGLZwwnIkiN1TE_D7nB0vjNMWrAc1jGHaXXTbTRpdojWU-X-IGTczJRzlkxafX35wVHvGoD0vvFRTHm0v2cdW11CgYvuS3zVeUVO4rcmss6PZbED8GbqDo4/s1600-h/l_8fe1eebb8167b5eb4f4d78ff5311c233.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364276255684880114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixkPTQFaYqWJaXHz0aLduayGLZwwnIkiN1TE_D7nB0vjNMWrAc1jGHaXXTbTRpdojWU-X-IGTczJRzlkxafX35wVHvGoD0vvFRTHm0v2cdW11CgYvuS3zVeUVO4rcmss6PZbED8GbqDo4/s400/l_8fe1eebb8167b5eb4f4d78ff5311c233.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggNssPjK4GGaycBdGoUEpbD_v4KvlvobyGeZMlUFW49S5YqW_xf7rIdx9YHYq9sNvIzd4y7VB4tld5C8WTVUQzRJFSADdLTA-SFCHdcQVcywnbzhV78WEH57mGtPVFq6zyJVyNGMi1yk8/s1600-h/preview-cool-kids.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364276090209089170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEggNssPjK4GGaycBdGoUEpbD_v4KvlvobyGeZMlUFW49S5YqW_xf7rIdx9YHYq9sNvIzd4y7VB4tld5C8WTVUQzRJFSADdLTA-SFCHdcQVcywnbzhV78WEH57mGtPVFq6zyJVyNGMi1yk8/s400/preview-cool-kids.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXSpxg8COCEJwygOb4O4UlDzUd7VJ2KHuRwODOQlgb_xi5AbwHHjkMRGMDJhgZ51HH5EJV_C14OHfWu9jYm7jQs9e1Iy3qtBmP4vr33ApP7JSMNVp1BXLkNtkreLjOBgtKOxBlljv-65U/s1600-h/coolkids.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364275981028205330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXSpxg8COCEJwygOb4O4UlDzUd7VJ2KHuRwODOQlgb_xi5AbwHHjkMRGMDJhgZ51HH5EJV_C14OHfWu9jYm7jQs9e1Iy3qtBmP4vr33ApP7JSMNVp1BXLkNtkreLjOBgtKOxBlljv-65U/s400/coolkids.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Luvdopeishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06969995712001466880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789227770263043450.post-666322501319879832009-07-06T14:38:00.000-05:002009-07-06T15:38:40.534-05:00Whats Understood Aint Got 2 B Explained...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLoq2kMWPwLl1R7GS9cM5H5X-wV8MMsrO4pQk-QmMr-B0oWl4YBNyiaFqz02J3N4re22o275ntvrRBkio-gwU6W-AFckfJvgNGrNtY_q23HFP72Ojnq7cRtASRRdVMcn5ML2VnBxvlPlA/s1600-h/4153_1160357606281_1148010108_2141939_5313708_n.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355446475790263522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLoq2kMWPwLl1R7GS9cM5H5X-wV8MMsrO4pQk-QmMr-B0oWl4YBNyiaFqz02J3N4re22o275ntvrRBkio-gwU6W-AFckfJvgNGrNtY_q23HFP72Ojnq7cRtASRRdVMcn5ML2VnBxvlPlA/s400/4153_1160357606281_1148010108_2141939_5313708_n.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong>People are so quick to judge and give opinions.. Its easier said than done for a lot of things... People are so quick to say I would never, why would she?, it would be better if you did this. People are always judging! People want you to do things when they want you to do things and I dont approve. People want instant success, instant gratification, instant outcomes but you have to be patient. There are so many People our here who are misunderstood and I wish they had a voice. At times I feel very misunderstood People look at me and think im one way when I am the exact opposite. People judge with complete ignorance. Sometimes the things I think of I wonder if everyone else thinks the same or am I just nuts?? </strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong>Another thing I want to touch on is how People were so quick to jump on the Michael Jackson bandwagon of how he was a pediphile. Maybe he just loved kids.. Wats so wrong for a man who enjoyed children? I look at it this way he wanted to give some children the childhood he never got to experience. Just learning about this man and how much torture he went through as a child. I understand how he turned into a (freak show) no disrespect. But he took on a lot of abuse as a child and in his adulthood as well. People need to learn not to be so cruel. </strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong>The most important thing in this world is LOVE! If you disagree you have no direction what so ever. 1st Corinthians ch 13 the greatest feeling is Love. People need to learn to love one another. If a lot of these murderers, psychos, robbers, pediphiles, adulterers had someone to love them they would have been better people. </strong></div><div align="center"><strong>Little girls who are out here sleeping with different guys for attention. So People look at here like she's crazy and immediately start to judge. Why don't you try to see what her problem is instead of labeling her as a hoe?? Im sure there is a reason why she's out there... Rebelious children have a reason as to why they are rebelious. Think b4 you judge People. </strong></div><br /><div align="center"></div>Luvdopeishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06969995712001466880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789227770263043450.post-81605470812240509972009-07-04T19:05:00.000-05:002009-07-04T19:13:52.124-05:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2boQkZZ4WSMVAUrWb-BcqeCPXHYWYlm_x3Xq9MODxX35nNqZsvHCW2J9qdL1oDgKy9BurR7IdsGMt3juWW8oHJ7uH2wkuz2_3ZOLKzv-uvD7GPajG11VNdjZNsPwyEU1Hgl8pghHnoX0/s1600-h/2582_139019320523_636265523_6219195_5059621_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354762559537440898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2boQkZZ4WSMVAUrWb-BcqeCPXHYWYlm_x3Xq9MODxX35nNqZsvHCW2J9qdL1oDgKy9BurR7IdsGMt3juWW8oHJ7uH2wkuz2_3ZOLKzv-uvD7GPajG11VNdjZNsPwyEU1Hgl8pghHnoX0/s400/2582_139019320523_636265523_6219195_5059621_n.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;">21... As I left my teenage years I thought like every day im getting closer and closer to OLD! My mind set was like that Toys R Us commercial I dont wanna grow up cuz I wouldnt b a ToysRUs kid. But once 21 arrived I realized I have my whole life ahead of me.. this is just the beginning. There is a long rode ahead with twist and turns. But im ready.. I can't see the end, but I can definately see a path.</span></strong></div>Luvdopeishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06969995712001466880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789227770263043450.post-49538363205443635962009-07-03T00:44:00.000-05:002009-07-04T19:16:48.520-05:00So Now Im Gonna B 4 I'z..... 8-I<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzZXx5ohqUc1eKTQ9IHpKKYItuSJDrkRBxMLrNk3f544s2zp5zxWi3W6dL4gD2GajEQwBbul-tjjDsIYVq-II-uppZoffY30I3ArGjEGI971yOPFNx-xVtXKOhhHwg_I4wJt6K_4V3YT0/s1600-h/RL6029B_6465363.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354115861054239746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 83px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzZXx5ohqUc1eKTQ9IHpKKYItuSJDrkRBxMLrNk3f544s2zp5zxWi3W6dL4gD2GajEQwBbul-tjjDsIYVq-II-uppZoffY30I3ArGjEGI971yOPFNx-xVtXKOhhHwg_I4wJt6K_4V3YT0/s320/RL6029B_6465363.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio1NRicF_eqjUKRRyArP4a1YYGmX-yoDv3CSCWx2Y6hOsyLMnksmZIhLdoIFlqT8Xh1a7i0Wx_KIhk25mOmRIY1M8XMiusWwrLZM69sKzM_RvRXy9_876XUBfJK0a3EGobGewd0j4BtXU/s1600-h/DD1135_6367916.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354115577324580770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 74px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio1NRicF_eqjUKRRyArP4a1YYGmX-yoDv3CSCWx2Y6hOsyLMnksmZIhLdoIFlqT8Xh1a7i0Wx_KIhk25mOmRIY1M8XMiusWwrLZM69sKzM_RvRXy9_876XUBfJK0a3EGobGewd0j4BtXU/s320/DD1135_6367916.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br />the ralph lauren's r pretty cool... but the black and white D&G's r my fav...<br /><div></div><div></div><div> these bulgari's r pretty dope<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA5A68CW0-vB9UFyQyyKADUzYDAIsPATOOtYHzUNa_Hh-45YALtm1xS3fO7lWwqqsdHB7FwYrHsYhPXstgjS_olfP6BBP7nIrpmHsZ0UdwiRQQ5wRt8QQpj5Wd5pguUjFJZ1MTCsa_FrA/s1600-h/BV4009_6369284.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354115263269644290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 91px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA5A68CW0-vB9UFyQyyKADUzYDAIsPATOOtYHzUNa_Hh-45YALtm1xS3fO7lWwqqsdHB7FwYrHsYhPXstgjS_olfP6BBP7nIrpmHsZ0UdwiRQQ5wRt8QQpj5Wd5pguUjFJZ1MTCsa_FrA/s320/BV4009_6369284.jpg" border="0" /></a></div></div>Luvdopeishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06969995712001466880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789227770263043450.post-72112127439165735042009-05-02T22:17:00.000-05:002009-05-02T22:30:04.255-05:00Put Your Own Picture On The Ceiling<span style="color:#3333ff;">I use to have a wall full with pictures of celebrities people I longed to meet or even be with.. These were people u can say I sorta idolized. What I didnt realize was that these "idols" were people just like me. PEOPLE that were once like me,, PEOPLE that dreamed in their room. But these PEOPLE followed their dream and made this DREAM into a reality. Its nothing spectacular about them they dont have any super powers or they were once just like me. We have been told since we were young believe in yourself... If you dont believe in yourself who will?? Then there are those people that say 1 outta 1,000,000,000 people become famous. But with faith and determination you can do any thing you just gotta put yourself out there. </span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">I also thought about life and how we are consistantly comparing ourselves to the next person. What somebody else has may not work for you. Somebody has an audi that aint gone work for me.. Somebody has a man that aint what i need in my life right now. I came to realize what God wants me to have I will have. Also things I cant control I shouldnt even worry about. Because I cant control it.</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">So instead of comparing myself to somebody else im just gonna b me. I took down all those posters and I put up a couple of myself because im not so bad. : )</span>Luvdopeishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06969995712001466880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789227770263043450.post-71494033211315789882009-04-12T19:02:00.001-05:002009-04-12T19:10:22.047-05:00Im Black and Im ProudBlack History is so interesting our schools have watered down the importance of African American Histoy.. Its been so long since I have learned about black inventions, poets, writers, etc in school. I have been in melting pots of schools for the past 9 years and on black history month we dont discuss the struggle of African Americans.<br /> People are fighting to keep the arts and the extra curricular activities in our schools.. but what about the blacks?? We need black programs n our schools... All that bullshit we learn in the history books wars and george washington thats all fine but we need to learn about the people that got us this far.<br /> As black people we need to know where we came from... If everyone had a good understanding of where we came from we wouldnt be so hateful towards one another.. I kno I can't change the world but when people read this it can help them open up their mind...<br /> We should celebrate black history everyday of our lives...Luvdopeishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06969995712001466880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789227770263043450.post-32939484916889281752009-03-22T19:31:00.000-05:002009-03-22T19:36:00.882-05:00Boy I Need You Bad as A Heart Beat....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFL6_1mFstjAuCA2hl4SY3QzXB75D8Cx2KJrGASDcfIQcvxKuKiw8yvgfyKsioYLIUagwoPZcZEBQp86OVCcZ-1Mj0C2xXkd7Q8FTXVQWJpXATDZONWIGwpB0LZXP-y8KhsCeqfHyKXjA/s1600-h/new+026.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316175413513990034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFL6_1mFstjAuCA2hl4SY3QzXB75D8Cx2KJrGASDcfIQcvxKuKiw8yvgfyKsioYLIUagwoPZcZEBQp86OVCcZ-1Mj0C2xXkd7Q8FTXVQWJpXATDZONWIGwpB0LZXP-y8KhsCeqfHyKXjA/s320/new+026.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I want you but u dont kno it... or do u? </div><br /><div>Here we go again.. smh</div><br /><div>I can't let u get the best of me..</div><br /><div>Baby I need u bad. </div><br /><div></div>Luvdopeishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06969995712001466880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789227770263043450.post-81754083519165916132009-03-11T01:58:00.000-05:002009-03-11T02:08:25.050-05:00Heartless<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9XVcrnTRgmzbaz7NlBOuyC1_vrN5XCx0xMcPYN7odI9lbK1czVM_k6-zKdk_y3u8WZLBvGz7XsSiF_O1PHmJCwJC2QyQuACzpmel_7oYV5ONKwAmMyrj4cGjW1Iu8YqntXnmaHZkv-3I/s1600-h/heartless-ringtone.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311823435258974194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9XVcrnTRgmzbaz7NlBOuyC1_vrN5XCx0xMcPYN7odI9lbK1czVM_k6-zKdk_y3u8WZLBvGz7XsSiF_O1PHmJCwJC2QyQuACzpmel_7oYV5ONKwAmMyrj4cGjW1Iu8YqntXnmaHZkv-3I/s320/heartless-ringtone.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#000000;">ok so I thought I found mr. perfect.. well guess wat he tried to trick tha gucci. he wine n dined me spent that good dough but he wasnt just trickin that dough on me. he was also trickin off on a girl right around the way. imagine that!! i found out he was messin wit shorty and n he like well why u still talk to me.. in my mind im thinkin like cuz u spendin that money nigga. FUCK! how u gone b a pimp n u losing. get yo life together clown. thats exactly why im gonna start talkin to non black guys.. i see why black men dont want black women they probably feel like i feel right now. when u get screwed over so much you become apathetic. so now im raising my standards.. n e body know of n e suga daddies? lmfao. jk. </span></div>Luvdopeishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06969995712001466880noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789227770263043450.post-87522589430756200512009-03-10T12:27:00.000-05:002009-03-13T01:42:48.441-05:00He's Definately a Psycho<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXiDQBByDPuEi0fncw4uP2ufH1BUuktUYaEg1BbvtxFJfMVPlQ_7JGksUXiAThGjosIh9HHcZpEAA87bS1GeDEw9asTMVfU860dqt3vnuFD9Zl-wXWrp3uhAikkhoClSCZ4Q9jPwiAVQs/s1600-h/Picture+068.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311620688914814466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXiDQBByDPuEi0fncw4uP2ufH1BUuktUYaEg1BbvtxFJfMVPlQ_7JGksUXiAThGjosIh9HHcZpEAA87bS1GeDEw9asTMVfU860dqt3vnuFD9Zl-wXWrp3uhAikkhoClSCZ4Q9jPwiAVQs/s320/Picture+068.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE-BXg6751WrGg1Acb-K6QslgEL3jkLcZtl6QhKr7oroDNelrIJJEYFIm_aJdk2AXdwod77oyio1W-Qr1gYzDN49D4Yy9R3jrDHyJuUjbMY2xDpedx0Vgmn8Q0NECycsvgI_-KnP9pA20/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311620121243610578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE-BXg6751WrGg1Acb-K6QslgEL3jkLcZtl6QhKr7oroDNelrIJJEYFIm_aJdk2AXdwod77oyio1W-Qr1gYzDN49D4Yy9R3jrDHyJuUjbMY2xDpedx0Vgmn8Q0NECycsvgI_-KnP9pA20/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">Guys r animals all of them.. Its like u get one and u think like he may be different bcuz he tells u so.. But they are all the same. So I let whatever they say go n one ear n out the other. N it seems that every guy I meet I kinda fall n luv with them. haha its so dumb. </span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I had 2 crazy guys to start off o9 so what does that say about the rest of the year?? Hopefully nothing.. : ( </span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;">The last crazy guy was dope luved his style, smile, all that. He was a little young he didnt have a ride but his splashiness over compinsated all that.</span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;">But I went to his house after we had like a 2 week break which was totally not my idea.. He just didnt call me for two weeks n when he finally did I went to his house like a idiot.. </span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Everything went well until he tried to get me to go down on him.. Im like "DUDE NO WAY" then he tried to force me into doin it..</span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I was so frickin scared because he started to like choke me n shit.. wtf!!!</span></strong></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;">I havent talked to him since. </span></strong></div></div>Luvdopeishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06969995712001466880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789227770263043450.post-67780367214298043092009-03-10T03:37:00.000-05:002009-03-10T12:46:51.551-05:00Choke that Chicken<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWhmPp5bhi5QiJn3JJPv38_J3Ws3atQFuivY_fk0pHLMh-vdjYmEvjjJwSLJxwueM1-OTKUsDy6SQEl6NDHy-fO-IsE41CsVEUX8CsGsE9pgX30KFteeDMQXDLGdQz9GHn-EEw2qTjy9o/s1600-h/knick_check.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311616982835061922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWhmPp5bhi5QiJn3JJPv38_J3Ws3atQFuivY_fk0pHLMh-vdjYmEvjjJwSLJxwueM1-OTKUsDy6SQEl6NDHy-fO-IsE41CsVEUX8CsGsE9pgX30KFteeDMQXDLGdQz9GHn-EEw2qTjy9o/s320/knick_check.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="color:#33ff33;">Im sittin @ the computer n the lab @ school and there r two guys on both sides of me.. So the guy to my right puts his hand n his sweater.. Then he starts to move his hand. Im thinkin like I kno this fool aint beatin his shit right next to me.. He started movin his hand faster so then I kno wats up.. He was definately choking that chicken. I will b sure to have hand sanitizer on deck @ all times.. The shit u see @ MVCC. </span></div>Luvdopeishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06969995712001466880noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789227770263043450.post-79620092389715632792008-10-04T23:44:00.000-05:002008-10-05T00:03:44.599-05:00Just Somethings On My Mind.....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_LC1s2eEi1NofwwtHif8ZCKu_EOihUmgchu50Y56_Cu0yeC-Ng6UdYaXHcjCYCIk1cVul267F52XW7ZwJXpOIWpNtJqZXksAy3CkDROmFSnQ5AGQfZdfSQZk4ALNnkiz2TMmp6nx0xAY/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253530888147350354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_LC1s2eEi1NofwwtHif8ZCKu_EOihUmgchu50Y56_Cu0yeC-Ng6UdYaXHcjCYCIk1cVul267F52XW7ZwJXpOIWpNtJqZXksAy3CkDROmFSnQ5AGQfZdfSQZk4ALNnkiz2TMmp6nx0xAY/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Swag---- soooo I luv this word. But just like all other popular words it has its season. Everyone wants to have swag but everyone doesnt have it. I like to think of it this word like love. You cant use it so freely. You cant tell someone u luv them when u really dont. So u shouldnt say u have swag when u really dont.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#cc66cc;">I was watching 106 n park n these dudes from the bay had a song n dance "lean get yo swagger right" the shit was hot. N the best thing about it .... they all had swag. I luv cali's swag as well as new york swag its priceless.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;">You rarely see people wit swag in Chicago u gotta go downtown for that. Then its like everybody jump on the bandwagon when a trend come out. Be original man!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span></strong><br /></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#3333ff;">Moving On!!!!!!</span></strong></div><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><div><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Let the past b the past: I hate when people let their past control their future. This one guy I had a lil thing for he was damaged goods. He was like a brick wall he wouldnt let his self go, he wouldnt give me his all because he was afriad. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;">By doing this he aint doin nothing but cuttin himself short. He gotta see that everyone aint gone b like o girl. I just think our whole lil situation was unfortunate. Oh yea and he got mad SWAG!!!! That's wat I like about him real talk. </span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;">Last....</span></strong></div><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="left"><strong><span style="color:#6600cc;">Ok one of my ex's we are like still cool or whatever. He has a lil girlfriend but he calls me and tells me how he would get wit me... All the time im thinkin like whats up wit ya girl. Cuz just last week he told me that he loves her. But if u love her so much why u callin me? I dunno. </span></strong></div><br /><div align="left"><strong><span style="color:#6600cc;"></span></strong></div><br /><div align="left"><strong><span style="color:#00cccc;">But heres the killer part he told me if I lost 15 to 20 pounds he would wife me... WHAT THE HELL!!!! if that aint the dummest crap I dunno what is. I mean either u like me or u dont. Take it or leave it. I just cant believe that he would even fix his lips to say sumtin so stupid. Just another piece of evidence that guys r dumb....</span></strong></div><br /><div align="left"></div>Luvdopeishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06969995712001466880noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789227770263043450.post-63975253442728048032008-10-04T22:48:00.000-05:002008-10-04T23:12:31.390-05:00<span style="color:#6633ff;">Time changes and heals all wounds but time goes by so slowly while healing.</span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;">It's like you want the pain go away but everywhere you turn there is sumthin to remind u.</span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;">Why is it guys claim that they are so REAL but you give them a few weeks and they show you </span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;">they are as fake as Pamela Anderson's boobs.</span><br /> <span style="color:#6633ff;">Then like why is it when you find someone and you fall for them they play you like a nintendo wii?</span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;">It just boggles my mind...</span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;">People are so phony </span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;">Life is short...</span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;">Why is it that all the good ones are taken?</span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;">Then the other good ones are losers n ur eyes.</span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;">It always seems to go if u aint feelin dude like that he's all on ur bumper.</span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;">Then when u find homie wit the swag he's not on the same thing as you.</span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;">I just want to be loved!!!!</span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;">On another note the world is slowly falling apart.</span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;">The one thing im afraid of is the future!!!</span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;">The economy is so terrible. ..</span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;">Who ever voted for Bush!!!!</span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;">Im so tired right now im listening to Janelle Monae SHE'S A GENIUS!!!!</span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;">Open ur mind.</span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;">I love creativity it gets me excited.</span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#6633ff;"></span><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">I WANT TO FLY AWAY TO ANOTHER PLACE</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">WHERE EVERYONE IS THE SAME WITH NO RACE</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">NO ONE TO JUDGE JUST HAPPINESS ALL THE TIME</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">NO ONE GETS OLD EVERYONE IS AT THEIR PRIME</span></div><div align="center"> </div>Luvdopeishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06969995712001466880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789227770263043450.post-77009274695558069472008-09-17T15:42:00.000-05:002008-09-17T15:49:17.548-05:00None Changing Cycle I Call Life....<span style="color:#009900;">Have you ever felt like everythin u do u still fail?? No one like u ur so beautiful but still u cant get a man. I just dont know why but I cant get a man for the life of me.. Its crazy. There was a point in time when I just wanted to talk to a lot of guys at once. But im past that stage and now I cant find just one. Then there are plenty of guys that want to be with me but I dont want them. Its always the ones that r throwing themselves at u that u dont want. But the ones that u really want they dont want n e thing to do with u. I thought I had this thing all figured out but im still stuck in the same position. Then I tell myself time after time I want allow myself to fall for someone. When I fall I usually end up getting hurt and why set myself up for disappointment??? I just want to be happy.... I know being in a relationship wont make me happy but it will make me feel better. It never changes I feel like im on a merry go round n im tryna get off but its too fast. </span>Luvdopeishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06969995712001466880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789227770263043450.post-49609844020291328432008-09-12T15:32:00.000-05:002008-09-12T15:42:25.967-05:00Leave Kanye Alone...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7LKiUBsicX-5KAPJfYw3KUrDOtLg2R9OERlNL2fzFsSrXMrZbqrUPeIcvXPxjOJGCAlPMBhj79gY_UF5JH-HuMvg7C9Yswb-mVmIeAB-Tb4KqaEJMTZk9vaMBIAy1CT6z2_SvPldpXUU/s1600-h/kanye-west-mystery-nikes-8.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245237944878973570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7LKiUBsicX-5KAPJfYw3KUrDOtLg2R9OERlNL2fzFsSrXMrZbqrUPeIcvXPxjOJGCAlPMBhj79gY_UF5JH-HuMvg7C9Yswb-mVmIeAB-Tb4KqaEJMTZk9vaMBIAy1CT6z2_SvPldpXUU/s320/kanye-west-mystery-nikes-8.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="color:#3333ff;">Ok everyone has their own opinion on Kanye. And everyone pretty much says he's an asshole. But he I think that's what makes him an individual. He wasnt put here to please anyone. All he has to do is make good music for us to enjoy and that's what he's done and continues to do. Yes sumtimes he talks too much and seems rude but dont u just love it??? His lyrics are hot! His swag is off the meter he got this whole attitude like im the shit. And I luv it! </span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#3333ff;">I know losing his mom was extremely tough for him seeing how close they were... And it seems like Kanye hasn't been the same since. I know on the mtv awards he didnt come off as the asshole we love. But then yesturday they're sayin how he got arrested im like WOW!!! It seems like he snapped. But I dont blame him the media is always picking on him and this time he had enough. Who knows what he was goin through and then to have someone trying to snap pics of u could b pretty annoying. The poparazi got wat he deserved. I think all celebs should do that that would make a nice statement. If someone doesnt want their pic taken why force it??? shakes my head. Wat ever happend to privacy? </span></div>Luvdopeishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06969995712001466880noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789227770263043450.post-42716029106659369192008-09-10T17:59:00.000-05:002008-09-10T18:07:37.250-05:00When I Grow Up...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6ktpKHr-Pbzfq3H7enHnxLtB6-kKNenxfd6GQmoYJlJ4ZU3PkH4eRbbyvTK4Tz33LWVtyWtJFVzRQGhg5NbRogp9pZK8RT8Hm7C_al-WUOkBVpZmRAjTVXCb4cku1opDASYcYE_24qpc/s1600-h/me+004.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244533209444205170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6ktpKHr-Pbzfq3H7enHnxLtB6-kKNenxfd6GQmoYJlJ4ZU3PkH4eRbbyvTK4Tz33LWVtyWtJFVzRQGhg5NbRogp9pZK8RT8Hm7C_al-WUOkBVpZmRAjTVXCb4cku1opDASYcYE_24qpc/s320/me+004.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#6633ff;">Who wants to grow up? I know I dont I wish I could have stayed a child forever. Well I mean I wish I could have some of the perks that children have. You know no bills no troubles no worries at all. But when ur a child u cant wait to grow up. How ironic. Ur tired of not being able to this or do that. Now when ur old enough to do this and do that u want to return to the state when u couldnt. Growing up means ur getting closer to death. So Carpe Diem! Live everyday as if it were ur last. Dont dwell on the past u cant change n e thing that happend then. But u can control ur future. Dream big and execute ur plans. What good is a dream without a plan? The car won't move without a little gas. So fill ur car up and get it moving. I have so much work now its crazy i am goin to be like a hermit. But I know that this is sumthin I have to do if I want to be successful. Hard times are just for a moment they dont last always. So b optimistic n everything u do even if its something u dont want to do. Make it fun u will get something out of it. Everything happens for a reason....</span></strong></div>Luvdopeishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06969995712001466880noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789227770263043450.post-68404395728503375682008-09-09T12:14:00.000-05:002008-09-09T12:39:03.845-05:00Bad Weather Always Looks Worst Through a Window<a href="http://photos-069.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v290/90/49/1136460069/n1136460069_30020716_9566.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-069.ll.facebook.com/photos-ll-sf2p/v290/90/49/1136460069/n1136460069_30020716_9566.jpg" border="0" /></a> i look sooo uncomfortable in this pic but u get the pic...<br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;">You never know what someone is goin through and its always so ez to give ur opinion about them. But u can never really judge someone because u havent walked in their shoes. U dont view the world through their eyes. So b4 u deem someone a slut or a low life find out what's goin on. There is always reason behind someone's actions. That girl doesn't go around screwing every guy that shows interest for nothing. There is something deeper in the surface. This is something I am guilty of as well I make hasty generalizations but I always do my research. Everything happens for a reason. Its so easy to just throw advice on someone telling them how u would react in a situation. But truth b told its always easier for someone lookin from the outside. Because they see the whole picture. When ur in a rut a TRUE FRIEND not someone that claims to b ur friend but a TRUE FRIEND could honestly b that voice of reason. Friends are only lookin out for u. They want the best for u and when they see somoone doin u unjustly its their duty to let u know. But its up to u to take heed to wat they are telling u. I love my friends so much and at times they can go off the deep end but u know how ever far they go I will always be here. And at times it may seem like im judgeing them its totally not my motives. I just want to help and show them all things that I see. So they can change for the better. And I do this in hopes of them doing the same in return. But you should never judge a taco by its shell because there are so many different layers and kinds. Just give it a taste thats the only way you can really get a good point of view about it. </span></strong></div>Luvdopeishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06969995712001466880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789227770263043450.post-17915493991786976422008-09-08T16:53:00.000-05:002008-09-08T23:01:54.427-05:00Rainy Days<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjebeiBDDZRDgPEGZqEfrVtq0Qgv1xwOkczj4MLa19C2dCceTK2bu9EO0NE2XAufzfXI8VpM_5tTZFonP5GHGTWigtCA-7y3NVdv3bJsdHABd5l0oFnHDh50CdmgalFsWqah1qtNlnvnNU/s1600-h/n1136460069_30003640_425.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243866895385461506" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjebeiBDDZRDgPEGZqEfrVtq0Qgv1xwOkczj4MLa19C2dCceTK2bu9EO0NE2XAufzfXI8VpM_5tTZFonP5GHGTWigtCA-7y3NVdv3bJsdHABd5l0oFnHDh50CdmgalFsWqah1qtNlnvnNU/s320/n1136460069_30003640_425.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">Its cold and rainy out.. I hate these kinds of days no one wants to go out. Everyone seems to think as if they're gonna melt or sumthin. The weather is changing and the days are getting shorter. Which means the nights will be longer. And they will appear even longer if u dont have someone to share them with. So I know how lonely the winter was last year. I dont want to experience that again. The rain makes me so sleepy and its just makes the day seem so sad. You dont want to look out the window because it seems like the world is just sad. Well at least its gettin closer to winter.. whick equals christmas time. Yay! I went to school today and my teacher taught us how to use a condom...Remind u this is my natural science teacher. We had just came in from a nature walk. Well the moral of the condom demo was how aids is real. WRAP IT UP PEOPLE!!!! If u want to get wet wear a rain cap. But the safest way to practice safe sex is no sex at all. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Omg. How weird was the mtv music awards??? Its never organized and wat makes it so bad is that its live. So u see all the bloppers. O and I mean they should have just named it The Brittney Spears Awards because she took home every award. Why dont u just give it up?? Shakes my head. Rihanna was really pretty she is really living up to the "Good Girl Gone Bad". She has done like a complete 360 the new hair is awesome.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Yea but since the winter is right around the corner I hope I have someone to keep me warm.. Where r u prince charming???</span></div>Luvdopeishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06969995712001466880noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6789227770263043450.post-25713552368688964292008-09-06T13:23:00.000-05:002008-09-08T22:59:31.612-05:00Take It Eaaasy<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbEVVghio56eHcohaayF1MxKn3EbOXCwKXhkSSRoxlP2HOTPgdvW5XZsht31PE8pEVBXYXg24xnEXgH4AAKlWj8UBz9i79TlHy0ZwN8D6yuUuF20pbWyr93UsoA7oNOt0HySQFHUyryCg/s1600-h/n1136460069_30001172_4161.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243866243527029474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbEVVghio56eHcohaayF1MxKn3EbOXCwKXhkSSRoxlP2HOTPgdvW5XZsht31PE8pEVBXYXg24xnEXgH4AAKlWj8UBz9i79TlHy0ZwN8D6yuUuF20pbWyr93UsoA7oNOt0HySQFHUyryCg/s320/n1136460069_30001172_4161.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>We as people take things for granted and this phrase seems so over rated. But its really not people talk about americans because we are so spoiled and fat its crazy. No one cares about the next man and love is so far fetched. People barely touch anymore and touching is really important. We were just discussing this in class how a person who never got touched as a child how they grow up with all these malfunctions. Just think about it! How many times do you get touched a day? For majority of people the max would be around 3 if that. Unless ur at a crowded amuesment park. </div><br /><div>In November everyone needs to go out and vote if ur applicable. This is like the biggest change our country can ever have. Obama is the answer to all the problems I just cant see the world wit another Bush. When Bush got re elected it was as if I as an american as a black person I felt powerless. So if anyone else feels the same way this could b changed just by goin out and voting. </div><br /><div>But this world is sooo crazy. Life is so precious and its scary how one moment you could be non existant. Or your mom or someone u luv could b gone. So that's why you should touch, tell the people u luv that u luv them. Because u never know how much longer u have to b with them. RIP to all the people lost in summer 08. When will the killing stop... Who gives people the authority to take someone else's life? Its just senseless why can't people just love one another? What happened to the peace? And its just sad how blacks hate each other even more than other races. Then we get mad when other races look down upon us. We dont give them a reason to treat us any other way... It just hurts because we were made spectacles for so many years and being enslaved. You would think that we would want to embrace one another not kill. Its a shame that little 13 year old have guns and are selling drugs. They should be in school. And I realized when I got to college how minorities are even more scarce. You need school. But most of all everyone needs to try to make a change. It only takes one person so b a trendsetter. </div>Luvdopeishhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06969995712001466880noreply@blogger.com0