It's As Simple As Apple Pie

Ever since I have returned to the Burgh I have felt soooo happy to be out of Baltimore. The only adjustments that I have had to make are that I'm around more chics and I have to get used to being around people who are younger than me considering all my friends have graduated. I must say, being thrown back into the wonderful world of the inexperience has got me thinking.....

When it comes to dating, I have realized that despite some of the horrific experiences that I have had with men, overall, I'm pretty damn spoiled. I have never had a nigga directly call me out my name and guys know that they have to come out of pocket if they want my attention. No, I'm not a gold-digger. I just believe in proving how much you are into me...and that does not always have to be done monetarily, sometimes it is as simple as being creative. I can get the things I want on my own but that does not mean I'm going to let a nigga get away scotch free without proving that he knows my value.

Most of the horrific experiences that I have had with men that I have dated usually are due to their possessiveness as opposed to outright inconsideration....or simply just pure bad luck surrounding certain circumstances. I only had one experience with that and I'm not going to go into detail about it because I have given too much time and energy to it...those who have been keeping up with my blog know what I'm talking about.

N e hoo...

Like I said, this is the first time ever in my 22 years where I have strictly hung around only chics (I'm usually around males or mixed crowds)....and I also happen to be livin with them. Every time I get around chics, that's when it is made apparent to me that when it comes to guys, I'm pretty damn spoiled.

Right now, I'm definitely experiencing testosterone withdrawl. Being around so much estrogen is definitely driving me up the wall...but I'll get into that later. Because I'm experiencing testosterone withdrawl, I had decided to hit up some male friends who go to the university down the street from me and see what was on and poppin since they too are still in the Burgh. I ended up inviting one of my roomies and her homegirl to come with me.

While we were chillin with my homeboys from Philly, my roomie took a slight interest in one of them...we'll call him Jigga. After drinking into the late hours of the night, on the way home we made a drunk run to McDonald's to feed our drunk highs. Jigga happened to be there. My roomie whispered to me that she was in the mood for some apple pie but by then, we had already ordered. I told her to just ask Jigga to get it since he was placing his order right then and there. She asked him if he could get her an apple pie. And of course, he did. Now she's really into him because he bought her some apple pie. The worst part of it is that she continuously brings it up.

I give her the okey-doke every time she mentions it because I do not want to be the one to put a damper on her parade but.....

Buying me two $1.00 apple pies is hardly proving anything. It was kind of sad to know that she has not experienced more than apple pie from a guy. She is young and is very inexperienced but I would hope that she would set her expectations higher than apple pie.

I did subtlely mention to her that she needs to start dating. She needed to allow guys who are interested in her to "court" her (yeah I know that term was used in the old school but it's still appropriate for what I'm trying to get across). It's not just about a guy proving themselves to you, it's also about really getting to know a person.

(will finish later)

Photo Essay: A Playdate With Aniyah and Ju Ju Beans

Here are some photos that I developed and manually printed for my black and white photography class. We had to do a photo essay about any subject we wanted. I'm just a beginner so the contrast on the prints may not be all that great and because I was rushing to get this done for class, I did not have time to retouch them and remove scratches and the like off the prints.

I hope you enjoy!

Sailing Through Life

I have always compared my life to sailing. I go wherever the current takes me; I'm always open to explore somewhere new. Because of that, I have sipped champagne with kings and queens but I have also been held captive by cannibalistic aborigines. Life has been surreal, unexpected, tragic, exuberant, blessed, traumatic, and lovely. Mostly surreal. Certain circumstances in life has the intense reality of a dream...and I absolutely love that it's that way.

As with most sailors, I have a restless spirit and I can never settle in one place nor with one person or a group of people for extended lengths of time. I have never felt settled. There is too much in the world to ever really stop. The world is like a giant playground and I always feel the need to move......

So here I am, at the age of 22, and I continue to move shore to shore. But I feel that it's time for me to become more grounded and bare with me folks......and settle down.

Yes I said the dreaded 10-letter phrase....I'm not necessarily talking about it in a romantic sense but I'm talking about it in a general sense. I'm ready to stand still and just be. Correction. I do not want to stand completely still, I just want restricted movement. Instead of sailing the icy Pacific on the Titanic which is inevitably going sink, I'm comfortable occasionally chillin on my yacht along the sunny coast.

Carrie Bradshaw said it best in one of the Sex and the City episodes, gals like us are like unbridled horses...we are wild and untamed. But unlike Mrs. Bradshaw, by time I'm in my 30s hopefully I will go from being an unbridled horse to a stud.
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Thoughts on Medicinal Drugs

I went and visited my old journal on livejournal. I was going through some old entries because my cousin has a blog about people's Bitch Is Crazy moments and after reading her blog today I decided to reminisce.....

Oh what a long way I have come....my ongoing journey into womanhood has been a wild and crazy one to say the least. Back in the day I was experiencing a lot of health problems and was on medication....and that shit definitely made me crazy with a capital C. Medications have a way of fixing the problem but causing tons more. Especially when doctors are using medication to guess and check what's wrong with you. If I ever need treatment for health concerns ever again, I will most definitely try to go the most natural route as possible.

In addition, it did not help that I used to smoke and drink heavily while on medication which of course increased the likelihood of adverse effects. When I read my journal during the time I was on medication versus the time that I was not on medication, the difference in my mindset is substantially clear.

From being on different types of medication at different times, I started misusing pills. Codeine for instance, is a highly addictive drug and my doctor prescribed me over a weeks worth of it but told me to strictly make sure I do not take them for over a week. My question to doc: So why the hell would you prescribe me over a weeks worth of that shit? They did not even do anything when you took them, I was just popping them because my body had developed a dependence for a short point in time. And when I ran out of them, I started finding other things to compensate. Hence my inevitable downward spiral into irrationality.

So what's the census on medicinal drugs? TRY TO STAY AWAY FROM THEM!

If it is not Tylenol, Motrin, Comtrex, or the like....I'd prefer something more natural like....

Hot Tatties! lol. j/k