Man... the premiere I've been waiting a whole year for came on and boy did it blow.... It sucked. I was completely underwhelmed. I need the writers to improve. I can feel changes on their writing staff. Characters seem very plain and flat and I find it hard to believe that all that has happened, happened in a month. No way. Why did they rush the story? It didn't have to be in a month. What's the rush?

Also, Lindsey Lohan's cameo role was dumb and unrealistic. why did they want her on there anyway... ::frownies:: Get it together, Ugly Betty. :-( I know the emmy committee, i will confiscate those awards, imegently...



Shout out to http://www.bronxstateofmind.blogspot.com ! Boo hoo tee!!! lol..

Labels: my favorite things, tv

Yesterday, I was driving home and the traffic display signs said "Prepare an emergency kit, Be ready for the unexpected." It was quite random.. and true... and scary. If you don't have a stance or any thoughts on the condition of our country, you need to wake up. There's some serious shit going on. I think America is dead. I foresee poverty and distress like what we've seen on world news tonight somewhere else. We've been had and played with and led on.

Our president won't even answer any questions from the press anymore... Does that sound democratic? Our government wants to "find" 700 billion fucking dollars to just give to major corporations just to keep us afloat, does that sound like a free market? (on a side note.. isn't funny that AIG went under after they released those dumb ass commercials with those "fast" kids asking their parents financial stability questions... and to top it off, the father remarked "I'm not worried, I've got AIG".. ha ha.. sick) and another side note... If the stimulus check didn't work, although, I loved shopping with free money, what makes them think just giving them money is gonna work?

I have a friend that refuses to vote on the belief that his vote doesn't matter. That's utter bullshit. It was cool for George Carlin to say that, but there was no real social upheaval during his time that something so simple like picking a president could fix. So when we're standing in the soup line, there's nothing he can say because he didn't vote.

It's time for the people to take active control in our country. Only thing our nation understands is head bussing... So it's time... as Bob said "So arm-in-arm, with arms! We'll fight our little struggle, cuz that's the only way we can overcome our little trouble." Right now, I feel like doing some real real serious fighting and staying holed up somewhere making love to ignore my fear... I'm terrified of what's becoming of the things i know as life in America...

here's something to ignite some knowledge:
http://www.zeitgeistmovie.com/
this movie is the truth... and i think that's what we all need.

This is something I saw online... Breast ironing. I'm not a feminist and I believe that we should unite (male and female) for the betterment of my and our race and human kind. With that being said, I wonder why women have to make adjustments to avoid the so-called "natural" urges of men. I remember growing up and feeling awkward about my body (I'm really curvy) because men would always flirt with me or see how far I will allow them to go. I would wear big t-shirts and loose jeans, I didn't like doing that, but I had to make the necessary arrangements because men aren't expected to contain their sexual voracity.

In this instance, mothers in Cameroon have resorted to place hot stones on their daughter's budding breasts so that they will not attract men and will not get pregnant at a young age. Shame. These mothers should be teaching their daughters sense of self like my mother did. My great grandmother didn't teach my grandmother anything about sex or men. The only advice she gave her was "don't let no man make a fool of you" and she was never told what that meant. She came to learn and grow and she taught her daughters accordingly. When my mother raised me, she established a relationship with me that was very open and we are able to talk about anything. She taught me that sex is a beautiful thing but women must carry themselves with respect. She taught me that relationships are important but having the strength to always love yourself first is even more important.

The female body is beautiful and heavenly, men know this. They don't doubt this, but I think it's time that Fathers raise their sons the same way Mothers have to raise their daughters. This type of destructive preventive parenting is the product of lacking parenting on the male spector. We need to stop giving men "freak" passes and hold them accountable for their urges rather than trying not to ignite them.

Labels: family, female sexuality, thoughts

My cat Divah (aka DiDi) ran away about 2 months ago. She was gone for a week (I think she ran away with her stray lover (gotta love a bad boy) that looks exactly like her, only more unloved and unclaimed for). She came back dusty, without her lovely leopard collar and purple name tag and also with fleas (!!) :-(... So, I got her some flea shampoo and we snuggled and I thought all was solved.

She's been scratching since then, but not too much... The other day, my kitty had scratched a spot under her jaw raw! She looked up and I was like "Oh, my God!!!" So, now I'm taking my cat to the vet tomorrow, but, I'm afraid they're gonna give me the stink eye for having the problem get to that point. I didn't see any fleas until recently and I thought all animals scratch. But, to think that I let my cat scratch herself to skin because of fleas makes me sad. I'm not a bad person, I promise. I'm also not a PETA person or a Pets R People Too chick but DiDi is like my friend and roommate.

So, I'm taking force. I got a flea bomb and other spray and stuff... oh and bleach. Me and DiDi will soon be flea free!!!

Labels: DiDi.

Okay, so it's Friday night and I'm at home. Yeah! That's right, you got a problem with it? I do... I dunno what's my problem. I get off of work and I used to go home, kick back, dance in the mirror then take my ass to the club for a hot sweaty fun time.

Now and for the past 4-5 Fridays, I've been posted up in the house. My Friday night comprises of me coming home, giving my cat just enough attention for her not to bother me too much, undressing and then go to sleep. I'll wake up around 9:30 or 10 pm and then I'll order something to eat and then I'll watch movies or clean up. BORING!! What's wrong with me? One time I went through the motions of my old Friday. I texted a couple friends, asked if they wanted to go out and I think they said no, but I was gonna go anyway. Then, this guy called me and asked me if I wanted to come over his place and I told him I was going to the club. Then, I took a shower, got dressed (jeans and tube top), did makeup... looking super cute, looked in the mirror, did the "Drew Barrymore confirmation from "Never Been Kissed," "Alright, Looking Good!" and you know what I did?! I sat down and was like "I don't feel like going."

What's wrong with me? I really wanna go out, for real, I usually go alone to the same club, I still have fun but I don't have the drive to go.

This friday is different, I'm gonna dye some jeans.... oooooooo! fun, right?