Listen UP!

So..yesdiddy...lol...my aunt used to say yesterday like that...I swear you neva realize how southern you are until you leave da souf! I ♥ the south though...I'm a southern girl! ALL DAY! I used to HATE when I would go home to visit my family in St. Louis, that's my birthplace, and they would call me a "southern girl" I would be like "NO stop it!" But now...I accept it. I own it.

Anywhoo..so today's Listen UP! is Teedra Moses' No More Tears from her debut album Complex Simplicity. Piggybacking from yesterday's post about Jack.

I know yesterday I was hyping him up so tuff. Jack has his fall backs. TRUST!
Dat nigga has ISSUES okay! He is the most unreliable...oooh weee it pisses me OFF!!! SO bad!!! He was dat nigga who would call you up be like I'm coming thru and NEVER show and my goofy ass would be WAITING like by the door, looking out the window, watching the clock-waiting! UGH!!! I still slick hold that shit against him...Why? B/c he still slick do that shit, right now today!!! UGH!!!

So...anyways on to the song...I luvz TeeMo...she is the hauteness, fa real FA REAL!!! Of course she is SO slept on bruh...not cool...if y'all don't know her...get ya shit together! She is what it is!


Teedra Moses::No More Tears::Complex Simplicity

I guess I must be caught between my heart and mind
Wanting it to be good knowing its not
Crying all time, praying that a change is gonna come

{Just like the other day... he hit me}

Hit on my hip like "just touch down, (down) wanna see you, (you)
I know you're mad at me but baby I'm so sorry... Sorry"
I just wanna be...

Happy, sipping, puffing, passing
Relaxing with my family
No more tears for you...

Dancing, laughing, writing, singing
Rocking to hot tracks like this
No tears for you...

Guess its 'bout time I'm due another love
Messing with this nigga got me falling apart
I don't wanna be someone I know I'm not
Call me on the phone "baby get dressed; (get dressed) I'm scooping you up"
I waited for an hour he never showed

{Shit... I went to get cocktails with my girls. Its a new year}

I just wanna be...

Happy, sipping, puffing, passing
Relaxing with my family
No more tears for you...

Dancing, laughing, writing, singing
Rocking to hot tracks like this
No tears for you

No tears for you
No tears for you for you
Happy, sipping, puffing, passing
Relaxing with my family
No more tears for you

Dancing, laughing, writing, singing
Rocking to hot tracks like this
No tears for you

***the end***

Aight...I'm blowing this joint...no mo tears fa you hoes!
FA REAL FA REAL!

Until we blog again...in the words of my nigga Jeezy...never let a bitch lil bow you...lol...I know I won't...cus Imma G!!! LOL! So get like me! HAHA!!!

POB!

~Sdot Parks

We Do It Again

Today's post is brought to you in part by John Legend's Another Again from his latest album Once Again.

What a coincidence that I would discuss my ex @ the same time that classic SITC (Sex in the City) "Lets be Friends or Something" episode comes on...I so love that episode, well I love ALL the episodes, but this one b/c it is so applicable.

This is not the ex that I often refer to as the Debil (actually I don't think I have ever referred to him as anything other than the ex but the Debil should be his name). So. No. This one is from SO far back...yet he's not the past. If you can understand that...if not continue reading while I attempt to explain our Complex Simplicity relationship(shouts out to TeeTee Mo aka Teedra Moses-there's actually a song that's on this album that reminds me SO much of the relationship of which I'm speaking-I'll use it as the Listen Up tomorrow).

He is from my ghetto girl days...lol...can you imagine??? Me either. LOL!
I wanted to be hood so bad! So DUMB!!!
Thanks heavens for time=maturity!
Anywhoo...
He. An around the way guy. Tuff. Hustla. Fly. Cool. Cute. OLDER!
Like 5 years older...not such a BIG deal now...but then I was only like 13. EEK! I know. I've always been rather mature for my age! (And NO we weren't fucking...cus I know that's what you thinking). Seriously we were just friends.
Friends first. He was like the coolest guy ever to me. Like the big brother I always wanted. At about 16. Things changed. We changed. I changed. It became more intimate (No. Still no sex. I was in the V-club until age 20, thanks-made it thru ALL my teens years & 3 whole yrs of college ...was that "TMI"...hmmm). Man was I in love...WOW! I swear I thought the moon and stars set on this nigga! We had/have more than our fair share of issues...mind you @ 16...he's 21. A full grown man doing grown man things. Let me explain to you a couple things: 1) He was a fa REAL. HOOD NIGGA! I can't detail his occupation...but its def complicated like Erykah Badu's Danger he was/is DEEP into the game...w/high rankings (Not glorifying his lifestyle by far...it caused/causes a LOT of our issues not to mention its just plain AWFUL). Yet...it was that very thing, I later realized, that attracted me to him initially. I was intrigued. It was the good girl gone bad syndrome. 2) As I stated I was rather mature for my age. So I made myself believe that as long as he was honest w/me. I would understand that he's a man w/needs. I wasn't ready (that's those Catholic School Girl Teachings kickin in). So he could handle his business as he needed to as long as he was up front about it. Well you know niggas...they will lie until they die baybay!
REAL TALK!!!

So anywhoo...I think that's enuff background. Is it not??? I was only intending to catch you up...not write a book-though I def could on this nigga!
Oh. Yeah. How we separated...um I left Memphis as did he. He goes wherever THAT life is honey...and I try to go the opposite damn direction. There were other factors involved but I know that had we been in the same city continuously those issues would have been irrelevant. That's how DUMB...I WAS!

He's an island boy now. Yes. We talk on occasion...bringing me back to my initial thought...he called last night...we hadn't talked prolly in about 6 months or so...yeah. That's how we are...and I'm fine w/that.

It was actually a really great conversation. Made me reminisce. I miss talking to him. Though we never really said much. He's not much of a talker unless its something he wants to talk about. Same w/me. Well no. I'll talk I just have to be in that kind of mood. When I am. I'll talk all day. Lol! I'm so weird--and I'm okay w/that. Anyways, I just miss our friendship pre-drama. Boy! Does he have a lot! I swear I'm SO NOT a dramatic person. OR am I??? Seems like a large portion of my friends have enuff drama to fill this blog for years and years to come. Yet. I seemingly have none. Or so I think...now people have labeled me dramatic but I think that's different from "having drama".
What you think???

Okay back to the topic of discussion. So today. Jack<--the ex (btw-that's his nickname not his real name). Breezed thru Memphis,like the wind, literally, he's gone now. That's what he does. While he was here though. He made it a point to see me. Surprise! Surprise! (not being sarcastic) b/c he does NOT do that often...make it a point I mean. He'll bs me-if I allow him-selling me the dream like he wants to See me oh-so bad! So yeah...anyways...we hooked...literally ; ) but I'll discuss that in a moment.

We uh went to Benihanas. His fav. I like it too. We went to Fox & Hound. Shot a lil pool (I'm not good @ all). Had a coup drinks.
I hadn't been out in SO long, it seems, esp not w/a boy...that I wasn't tryna impress. Though I rarely try to impress. But. I mean. You know? I can be ME all day errday w/ him...he luvz it!
Anywhoo. It was fun. You know? Like have you ever hung w/an ex who was your friend. And you're like man. I miss this. We should NEVER have gotten involved beyond friendship. Well maybe beyond sex...lol.

Sex w/Jack is so...different. Like Idunno. Its kinda weird. I guess b/c we were friends for SO long and it wasn't until like 8 years later or something that we even became intimate. So we didn't really know each in that sense. I think he was more surprised than me...HAHA...that's all Imma say about that. Though. Its good. Its kinda great even. He's far more open than he is in real life. However he is not like a nymph like most boys. I guess b/c his life prohibits him from being. Despite the perception. Jack is a very emotional guy. He loves hard...kinda like me. So to defend himself he plays that tuff guy role...and he plays it well...kinda like me *te he he*. So. Sometimes I have to do more work than I'd prefer...but oddly enuff I actually enjoy the work with Jack. Its kinda...like role reversal...see Jack's the only guy who can really just "put me in my place" so to speak. So he's the aggressor in the relationship. Though in virtually all my other dealings w/men. I'm the stand up kinda girl...which contrary to pop belief. I don't prefer. Well let me explain what I mean eggzactly.
I'm kind of an aggressive person. I like control. Slick a perfectionist. So. If something isn't done the way I want it. I'm pissed. SO...I will just do it myself to avoid any confusion. I know. Sometimes that can kinda be a bit much for a guy. It's one thing to know what you want another to be overbearing. So I try to tone it down. But. I have to see that you won't back down before I tone down. Does that make sense? Like I need to know that you won't allow me to control you. At that point I will say "Okay Shanette, he's a real man. You don't have to focus on upgrading...right now." But if you allow me to punk you. Shiiiit! I'll just keep doing it until I'm turned off...which doesn't take long. I mean I like a guy who has his shit together you know...or can you at least know what you want & maybe just not how to get there b/c I'm SO over molding & shaping niggas. So. In turn. They can let the next bitch reap my efforts! I have enuff of that to do in my own life. I mean. I'm jus saying. I'm like Loso, I need somebody to compliment me!
Now in the bedroom. I REALLY don't want to do the work. That is a time for me to lose control. I'm a very analytical person. But. In intimate settings I don't wanna think. Though I do. I don't wanna. But. If a guy can handle his bizness...take control...I'm good/satisfied.
So anyways...that's what makes sex w/Jack funny b/c I actually don't mind being in control, I kinda like it in fact. Its funny to see him so...out of his element...you know...well no you don't know, but just pretend you do...

I realized. Jack is like my soul mate. If there is such a thing. Not sure if I believe in that type of stuff but if I did. He would surely be the one. Its just that Jack is selfish. He's not not the marrying type b/c he's a cheater. He's NOT the marrying type b/c he loves himself too much. I mean not selfish like I wouldn't be well taken care of though sometimes he does trip on the cash flow "talking bout I need a job and to do betta!" Lol! So funny...cus that's what I tell other folk "DO BETTA!" See...we work...kinda...lol! I know w/all honesty that Jack loves me far more than I care to admit BUT he would never love me enough NOT do what he does and that's why we can never be. If that one thing wasn't there. We'd be like "IT"! Seriously.
Oh well.
It is what is. We are who we are. Like Jay said "homie you wuz who wuz fo yo got here!"...and I must say I concur. Which is why I'm done tryna upgrade niggas. Though I'm not settling. I'm just accepting people for who they are. If we work we work. If we don't we don't...and I'm okay w/that.

So yeah. I guess the "Ex Factor" isn't so bad afterall.
I ♥ LoJack!!! He's like my real life Young Jeezy...but cuter-in a grown man type way...lol...he'd be 500 if he heard me say that! ; )

So anywhoo...yep...Another Again...the never-ending saga that is Nette & Jack!

Until we blog again...

POB!

~Sdot Parks!

Listen UP!

So...you guys recall how I was telling you "J.O." was tuhrippin! Well he finally man'ed up and told me he couldn't cut it...it was either hisself or me. I guess. He fig he needed himself more. HUMPH! I was a little po'ed yet amused...weird I know! But hey...what could I do @ this point?! Nothing! SO...I said "I respect your honesty; I appreciate your time (btw-he sent me off w/a stellar performance-think he did that shit on purpose-BITCH!); I wish you the best in all your future endeavors...Good day and good riddance." So...needless to say I have no one to fornicate with @ the moment *sighs*...Iunno. Iunjusno what Imma do...be (involuntarily) abstinent again. I guess. *sighs*
DAYUM! I hate MEMPHIS & Memphis boys! YUCK!!!
Its prolly for the best--not really but it seems like the appropriate thing to say...

Anywhoo..I know this is the Listen Up post...and today's song is Comeback by ya girl, KelsRow from the Miss Kelly album-a pretty good look btw-I mean for her that is. So the reason behind today's post is nothing short of me tooting my own horn but w/validity.

No more than 24 hrs. later "J.O." texts/im's me "What are you doing?" Me: "WHAT AM I DOING??? Huh bruh?! Thought I was cut off?! J.O., Get ya shit together homie! Fa Real!" Actually I ignored his ass! Fuck you nigga! You were doing better when you were rationing...but its cool I always knew you couldn't resist...most can't errbody comeback when they realize they've had the best-I mean that in all sincerity.

However! I'm shutting that shit D O W N!!! This is NOT "Comeback Central" I've already discussed this shit! In case you missed that post. Here's my stance on the 'Comeback Syndrome'...It's NOT haute to be in/out folk lives like you just what it is. Now don't get me wrong "J.O." has that OOOH WEEE! But. Yeah. No. All WHACK NIGGAS...FALL BACK...and this song's for YOU...THANKS! BITCHES!!! HAHA!!! ...and I ♥ it!
Wonder if he'll make contact again...hmmm...what you think?
Yeah. Me too! LOL! Umph!
Okay. Enuff of that.
Lemme get to the song...
Comeback. Kelly Rowland. Miss Kelly.
Enjoy...


[Chorus:]
I got that comeback
That hubba bubba
I got the run back
Run back and tell you mother
I throw the RA-RA
on them put it all the way down
I got a lifetime warranty
Guaranteed
You'll never leave

[verse 1:]
Warning
Beware, handle with care
If you're lucky
There's a chance you'll make it there
This is serious
Girls like me is so rare

One's that put that on him, put that on him
Put that, put that, put that on him

[verse 2:]
Now I know what I'm doing
Whatchu gon' do with this?
I'll let you catch a feeling
With just a little bit
Don't wanna rush into it
And catch a sugar fit

Once I put that on him, put that on him
Put that, put that, put that on him

[chorus:]
I got that comeback
The hubba bubba
I got the run back
Run back and tell you mother
I throw the RA-RA
on them put it all the way down
I got a lifetime warranty
Guaranteed
You'll never leave

[verse 3:]
Caution
Keep away from open flames
Cause it's hot hot hot
Fire marshals can't contain it
You'll need rehab
Cus this thing is so addictive

When you put that on her
Put that on her,
Put that, put that, put that on her


[verse 4:]
Now having lines with pleasure
You're now too close behind
I won't give you directions
You better read the signs
I'll reach my destination
You better fall in line

Once I put that on him, put that on him
Put that, put that, put that on him

[chorus:]
I got that comeback
The hubba bubba
I got the run back
Run back and tell you mother
I throw the RA-RA
on them put it all the way down
I got a lifetime warranty
Guaranteed
You'll never leave

[bridge:]
Don't ask me questions of what
you thinking what I'm 'bout to do
Don't get all clingy on me
after i'm finished with you
I'll let you taste this honey
But you better have a clue
Or I ain't coming back to you

[chorus:]
I got that comeback
The hubba bubba
I got the run back
Run back and tell you mother
I throw the RA-RA
on them put it go all the way down
I got a lifetime warranty
Guaranteed
You'll never leave

[finale:]
consider this a round trip
You can go away now, but you gonna return
consider this a round trip
You can go away now, but you gonna return
Return to me

Once I put that on him
Put that, put that, put that on him

Hey!

I feel...INSPIRED again...YAY!

I got my swag back!
Whoo Hooo!!!

My BFF got a new job and I just felt so happy for her!
It made me feel SO inspired!
So I'm back beeyotches!
*and the crowd goes wild*

POB!
~Sdot Parks

Iunno. Iunjusno.

So...today's post is brought to you in part by...duh dunh dunh *insert royal music*
The Randomness that is Sdot Parks! *and the crowd goes wild*

I was thinking...

When you like someone. How do you know exactly?
Does it feel the same way every time???
I don't think so.

I was thinking...

Is it really possible to have sex w/a "friend" & still remain just friends???
Like even if all the details are discussed pre-intimacy.
Or even be on the same level of friendship you were pre-discussion.
I'm starting not to think so.

I was thinking...

How much of your emotions can you can control w/o missing out (wtf that means)???
Like is it possible to say "okay, I don't want to go this route" ???
I think so...but others think I'm just too tuff.

I was thinking...

How many boys can you like @ one time, before being termed a "hoe" or acking like a "nigga"???
What are the qualifications of a hoe??? (Not that I'm tryna be one...I'm jus saying.) Though sometimes I feel like one...when boys just want to (for lack of a better word) fuck me!
What's that about???
I think the answer is relative.

I was thinking...

What the hell am I doing w/my life man? I swear Idunno!
I mean. Like. I really don't know.
Lord please intervene!

I was thinking...

Am I obsessed w/my weight b/c I want to be healthy or b/c I'm insecure?
Or both?
I wonder...
Will I ever be satisfied w/the way who I am, physically???
Iunno. Iunjusno.

I was thinking...

I'm nervous that I'll never find "the one".
Is there a one??? Or is that a fairy tale???
I'm nervous that I will not get married but I'll be okay w/that...or...will I???
Iunno. Iunjusno.

I was thinking...

Is sex overrated???
Or underrated???
I think its relative.
I like sex...like a lot!
...and I'm okay w/that.


I was thinking...

How much time do I really have to get my life together???
Like I wish I had a deadline...you know...that way I could plan.
Guess that's life...unpredictable...gotta plan for the unseen!
I mean that's just me. Iunnno. Iunjusno.

I was thinking...

You don't really have to like anyone, you know...its like an option, right?
Right.
I mean.
Who really knows anybody???
Like sometimes I wonder.
Why do I even have friends?
Them bitches don't love me.
But then I reminisce.
...but Iunno. Iunjusno!

I was thinking...

What if I fell in love in again???
Would it be better?
Would it be worth it?
Would I be happy?
Would I be satisfied?
Would he be "the one"???
When? How? Who? Why? What?
Iunno. Iunjusno.

I was thinking...

I'm pretty fucking awesome!
I think I'm like the best thing since well, hey Jesus.
I mean somebody said Elvis (yes I'm from Memphis & its Elvis week--UUGH! *rolls eyes*) was like the best thing since Jesus so hey why can't I be???
Okay, no really. I don't think that.
However. I do think I'm pretty fucking awesome.
I just need to fig. out how to channel the damn shit!
Hmmm...Lord please intervene. I surrender! I surrender ALL!

Get yo self together Sdot Parks...as you know...the world waits for no one!!!

Harder. Better. Faster. STRONGER!!!

And on that note...I'm blowing...this bitch!

Buzzing & all...

My most random post to date...
So...do y'all think differently of me???
SO! Iun care...well I kinda do...but I mean hey...who doesn't?!
Whoever says they don't care what folk think is either:
Full of that shit or on that cooked crack!
Thanks.

Glad you stopped in for a lil qt w/the homie Sdot
As you know...I does what I can!
...and right now I can go to sleep so...
Though I've had insomina for like a week..hopefully this chardonnay will help.
...that or that good ole Vitaman D ; ) good for the mind, body, & soul! YEAYUH!

POB!!!

~Sdot

Take Off Your Cool.

My cool??? No sir. Unh uh. NO! *sighs* Okay. Maybe. A little. Dayum! Man I am trippin like muthafuckin Amerie. Hence today's post is brought to you in part by Amerie's One Thing from the Touch album. As well as Outkast-3000 & Norah Jones-Take Off Your Cool-The Love Below.


My head. My mind. My thougts. My feelings. My body. My actions.
How did YOU get here???
Get out. Go away! AAARRRGGGHHH!
How did I get here? Right here. Right now.
This wasn't supposed to happen. Not like this. Not this soon.
WTF is happening to me?!
I'm trippin. I'm slippin.

I realized. Yesterday. That I may be in a tad bit deeper than I'm prepared for @ this moment, in time, of my life.
You know like that level of deep when you're like "Hey, I'm under under (yeah like Chris Rock)." No I'm under that shit. Like, I can't hardly see nothing.
Like an out of body experience...have you ever had one of those...you know where... Self goes out of You and looks @ You like: "Hey man, what the fuck is going on here?!" And then you look back at Self like "Ohhhh shit!"-lol, Cable Guy.

I'm anxious. Skeptical. Not ready. A little scared-yeah I get scared bitches!
I feel good and bad @ the same time.
You know?
Like. I wanna be here. Just not now. I wanna do this. Just not today.
I mean don't get me wrong. I like "2nd chance" Clearly I do. I just don't want to. Just not now.
I know-I know. (Bets-voice in my head) I can't be tuff all my life. Its not about being tuff.
I really just don't wanna. I just don't wanna! Why...you ask...b/c I DON'T! Damnit!

Gotdamn boys. Make me stupid-not literally-more like dumbfounded.
You know?
Vision gets cloudy. When they're in sight.
Right now? Just not right now. Man. Just not right now.*sighs*
I am on ME. Right now. Money. Moving. School. Careers. Money. ME. Money. ME. Right now!
Not boys. Not like that. Its gone too far.
How did I get here man?! How?!?!?!

This is how I know I'm In Too Deep, like Omar Epps.
Chatting w/Princess Ash. About Southern Heritage Classic.
She suggests I ask him to come.
I was actually excited. Surprisingly.
Here's the background on that:
I am not BIG on the whole meeting thing. It makes me feel pressured.
I just don't like pressure. Pressure makes me angry rather than motivated.
Weird? Yeah. Prolly. I'm weird.
So anyhoo...
I have never introduced any boyfriend to anyone that mattered.
Is that weird? I've been told it is. However. I'm not sure.
Actually I've only had 2 boyfriends...them other folk were just passing thru...though they thought...they mattered...the poor things...never stood a chance. I was actually wanting everyone to meet the last one-but that was a long distance thing-and turns out-it wasn't worth it anyways...oh well...his lost *mumbles bitch* ( : D No I'm not bitter actually I'm quite delighted w/the way things have turned out )
Anyhoo...so yeah back to "2nd chance"
We talked yesterday. I called. All geeked to ask him about The Classic.
Only to be shot D O W N *insert 3 sad & 1 pissed emoction*
So. He says. "Moms 60th birthday is that Thursday and I'm going up there (NJ) for the weekend. We're having a big party for her-Saturday." I was like "Oh. Um. Ok. That's fine." I was really thinking "gotdamn you AND yo mama!" He was like " You mad?" Me-"Me? Naw. Well Yeah. Kinda. But I'll get over it. No choice. Right? Unless...(yeah I'm in too deep) you come the weekend before...Labor day weekend." Him-"You know I'm going to MIA...remember???" Me-"Unh huh. Yes. I recall. Humph. Well so much for that. My friends are going to be disappointed. I don't even want to tell them. *sighs*" Him-"Well I can come another time. I didn't know. Don't penalize me. What do you want me to do?" Me-"Nothing. Good day."
****end conversation****

*sighs*
See. Self-"That's what you get for getting excited. Shame on you. You know better!"
How man?! How the fuck did I get here?! Not like Deborah Cox ...Get Here b/c I ain't got that far...but I'm a little further than I would prefer to be. Right now. On today.
This is real situation. Man.

The distance. SUX! So hard!
I think its making me think about him more. Or is it?
I would prefer us be in the same city.
So that I can know if my feelings are real.
See.
I don't just fa real talk to anyone else @ the moment b/c I don't even oblige 'Memphis boys' w/my time.
Awful? So. I no care. I no like them! Eww-no thanks!
So. If I were in St. Louis.
Where I kinda slick might have other boos...I could really see what's goings on! Fa real, Fa real!
Or.
Am I just making up shit to avoid the real...hmmm...Kinda sounds that way huh...prolly so. Yeah.
Though.
The distance really is becoming a problem for me.

Monday.
I kinda wanna see him.
Tuesday.
Maybe not so much.
Wednesday.
Let's have lunch.
Thursday.
Now I'm going nutz!
Friday-Sunday.
Ugh. Nevermind. Why even bother?!

Sidenote: Au contraire. I've been doing really well about expressing my feelings w/him b/c he's always like "you are so hard, but I know you wanna be free!" Uh. Sir. Shet up. Yudunno me! He's like "You can take off your cool w/me!" Lol-that always makes me laugh-he's so lame-->a good lame though.
Good enuff that I might consider kinda. A little bit. Taking Off My Cool.

So...yeah. I mean. Idunno. Can you tell I'm confused though? Prolly so. I'm babbling. I know.
That's how I talk when I'm out of my element. Either that or not @ all.
In this case I need a release.

Speaking of release this is SO off subject but not:
What in the hell is goings on with "J.O."?! He is on that BS! Its been a whole week and some change since...we...you know.
He stay talking bout. He ti'ed. He outta town. Or just "NO!"
Can we say BITCH?! Ugh! Man up nigga! Man up! Either you iz or you aint!
But don't be rationing yo shit out like I'm a gotdamn salvage!
See.
Here's his issue: This young man has fallen in love (or should I say lust).
Pity. Tuff. Boo hoo.
That's yo bad. Nigga. We had a verbal agreement up front. Now that you catching feelings from who knows where, b/c I ain't thrown a gotdamn thing. You wanna bitch UP. Well that's cool, BITCH! I would just prefer you be man enuff to say. "Hey. This has gotten out of hand. I am no longer going to be able to be involved on this level w/o this, that, and thus happening." In turn. I will be pissed but kindly say. "Thank you, kindly for your honesty. Your time & of course your outstanding effort! It has been most appreciated. We can remain friends. Good day & Be coo. Its been real!" But NOOOOOOO! This is his whining ass: "Man. I can't do this shit. Man. You are so heartless. Man. This shit is for the birds. Man. I need to leave you alone. Man. I think I'm falling for you. Man. I don't know what to do w/you. Man. Imma stop fucking w/yo ass b/c you only care about YOU!" Me-"MAN...or lack there of-shet yo bitch ass up! Get wit or get lost nigga! B/c all that other shit you talkin' is irrela!!!"

UGH! WHACK NIGGAS-Kill yoself!!!-->Ye's words, not mine...but I love em! Of course!

Then. I have this oh so persistent friend who is...uh...you know what...nevermind. I don't wanna. @ least not today. You have so much already. & I'm ti'ed! So...that's a wrap!

*sighs*
I am strongly considering joining a convent, becoming a monk, or running away...whicj sounds better to you???

Or maybe I'll be abstinent again and take yoga...a good exchange? No? Maybe?

*sighs*
Ah. Well. Until we blog again...

Be you!
The best you, you can be!
Why?
B/c you all you got!

P.O.B.

~Sdot Parks!

I feel so...uninspired.

I have nothing.

...nothing to say that is.

Sawry.

I mean there are things I could make up or randomly "babble" (I guess to say that my other commentary is legit) about...but...I'd rather not.

So...until...we blog again...

Be real.

Be you.

Its all that matters.

Well to me @ least.

Good day, bishes!
~Sdot Parks