“Nothing great in the world has ever been accomplished without passion” – George Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel Passion is the journey towards a goal. No one’s to say you’ll reach it, but the main key is to ju...
[I dedicate this post to my girl Cami]
Cool chicks are always getting the short end of the sticks when it comes to guys and their relationships with them. Shall I elaborate? I shall! Well lookey.. the story goes like this:
You got a cool chick. And by cool chick I mean a girl that’s not holdin on to a dudes nuts, that’s not drama, that’s not all up in his biz-nazz. A girl who’s got her own shit brewin and her own deals goin on. Therefore, she doesn’t have patience for the petty ish that comes with a “relationship” of which ever kind of relationship you want to speak of.
She’s mostly juss playin things cool with whatever guy she’s involved with. Like yo… you wanna be “friends?” Cool let’s juss be “friends”.. You wanna “hang out?” Cool let’s “hang out”… You wanna “fool around?” Ya that’s sounds good, let’s “fool around.” Whatever the deal is.. if she wants to do it… she’s gonna do it. Bottom line she’s doin whatever SHE wants to do. She’s not sweatin on titles. She’s not sweatin on rules. She’s not sweatin anything else you maybe have goin on. It’s not a damn thing, because she’s juss a cool chick. Cool… calm… and collected.
This is a dream girl for ANY guy in my eyes. Especially a guy that considers himself a player in the dating game. But this is where the shit gets messed up. When dudes have a girl like this, this cooooool chick, they don’t even know what to do with her. Guys SWEAR this is their dream girl, but that’s definitely NOT the case. And guess what they prefer….???.. that’s right..THE DRAMA CHICK.
And for all of you guys thinking “BULLSHIT” then you’d better recognize. Think about it. When it comes to your cool chick, for some reason you always think that it’s HER that’s catching feelings and such. This is brand new news to her, because in reality she couldn’t give two shits. Like I mentioned, she’s got bigger fish to fry and the relationship you guys got goin on is considered gold fish status. What really happened is that your side/drama chick is in fact causin too much drama.
This beezy went and pissed on you and now your balls are hers. So she does what all drama chicks do: Call you off the hook, stalk your Facebook, call you out on bullshit, chase away other chicks, always want you around, and basically always needing your help and attention. And as a guy, you like this. No matter how much you think you want the cool chick that doesn’t hassle you about commitment, you in fact, like to feel wanted and needed. Yo.. aint’ no body judging you because truth be told, we all want that. Besides, it’s not like you chose her over your cool chick, to the contrary, she chose you… sucka.
The only problem is, I can’t bring myself to be that despy-chick, and neither can any other cool chick. But like I said, everyone wants to feel wanted and needed so in turn, we get the short end of the stick when it comes to relationships.
I juss want to rest easy, let things flow, let things develop…. you know? Naturally and calmly. The problem is you give a guy too long of a leash and he finds himself a yappy ass Chihuahua and he happens to like the fact that she’s pissing on his leg every five seconds. Well damn! If that’s what I gotta do then count me out. But it blows my mind when guys accuse a cool chick of being this; this yappy, pissing chihuahua. Talk about a selective perception. Dudes gotta be straight hallucinating to mistake me with one of those.
Like, get back to me when you’re ready to talk to a real bitch. And you guys already know how I feel about that word. This is the perfect context and I am not referring to myself as a female dog. Because those pussy ass Chihuahuas don’t got ish on a real bitch.
Obviously I’m always simply here to help. And I juss want to make sure you guys know what’s up in case you ever find yourself in a relationship with one of these cool chicks. If you want to get pissed on, then quit pretending that you’re a commitment-phobe. As a cool chick I’m thinkin; ‘if you wanted a relationship, then why didn’t you say so?!!! I maybe wouldn’t mind being your girl, but at the same time I’m not stressin over it. Because truth be told, I’m not the type to ever initiate one,’
The cool chick is a wallflower in the relationship while other beezys are breakin it down on the dance floor. I can break it down too! Shit I can dance in circles around these broads if I really wanted to, but I was juss tryin to be cool and chill, that two-step shit. That’s what guys claim they want, because trust me I listen, but actions speak louder than words and they’re showin they like the drama.
Hold up…Lightbulb moment: I think I figured out the problem with the “cool chicks.” Ya we do what we want when we want. We don’t trip if you call us or if you don’t call us. Either way we’re always good. We fuck up though, because it seems like we’re too available. Like we’re at a mofo’s beck and call. Because they don’t see the fact that we’re goin to the movies or dinner and talkin with some other idiot when they don’t call us. But when they do hit us up, we immediately hang out if we’re not busy.
Goes back to the games needed to be played. Like, sorry I should have marked in my calendar when the last day I saw you was and allowed a minimum of a week to go by the next time I talked to you and shit. (I don’t play games so I can only imagine this is one of the rules). Or like, I answered your phone call last time you called so this time I’m only gonna text back…. … ….Get the eff outta here with that ish!
Im soo not bout it.
I think ultimately I juss want someone to come correct. If Imma play the “cool chick” with you then you’re obviously not serious ‘boo’ material. Because a serious ‘boo’ will have serious game.. Like “look girl.. I’m tryin to talk to you straight up” Boom! Suddenly I’m not “cool” or “drama”… Im juss Juelz.
If you’re a guy and got distracted by a drama chick, it never fails you’ll always go crawlin back to the cool chick. I suggest you make it an ‘all or nothin’ deal with your cool chick because it’s only a matter of time that a real dude comes and swoops her from your clutch. After all, she’s only chillin until the next best thing… or it could be you.
How cool?… we’re ice cold
more May 11 2011 at 09:00
It’s another Juelzy Words Of Wisdom Wednesday and I knoooow you’re excited! I wanna speak on a word many people like to use, but I always wonder if they really believe what they’re sayin about it. I’m talkin about Faith. Now part of the reason I’m so skeptical about people when they talk about faith is that their actions don’t measure up. I’m not talkin about jumping out a window and having faith that you won’t die. That shit would be silly, because it juss may be your time to die juss as you decided to leap out that window. And I’m also not talkin about putting Jesus stickers on your car windows.
But I am talkin about other different ‘leaps’ in life. People swear they have faith, but yet they make excuses in order to stay in their comfort zones and not pursue anything they may be passionate about. This could be a career, could be traveling, could be a talent, what have you! If people really had faith, they would do what they really want to do.
I took a GIANT leap of faith when I decided to go to college. For most people this wouldn’t be considered a leap at all. Shiet it might even be an expectation. But when you’re a young, un-wealthy, B-average, Mexican, female with strict parents the odds are definitely against you and that shit is definitely a leap to say the least. But bottom line is, I knew what I wanted and I knew I had to do it or else I’d never be happy.
So while away at school I was your typical broke college student at her finest! At one point I was working 30 hours a week as one of those annoying phone sales people in the mall. You know the ones I’m talkin about: “excuse me sir! Can I see your phone please?! Sir! Does your wife need a phone?! SIIIRRR!!” By the end I was only workin 10 hours a week doing bottle service at a not-so fancy downtown Long Beach nightclub where my clientele often wore either cowboy boots or cortezes. And sometimes I was juss unemployed. Whatever the case I was always struggling. But some how I managed to pay for school and only had to take out one minor loan.
One time, I remember, I had just paid a ridiculous amount of money for Winter and Spring tuition and the only thing I could do is sit and stare at my living room wall for a very long time. My roommates felt they had to get me outta that funk so after much protest they convinced me to go to our favorite nightclub at that time. I managed to let loose after a few free drinks. I’m on the dance floor literally rubbing elbows with Christina Milian when suddenly someone from her entourage starts ‘makin it rain’… 20’s!!! I hit the ground so fast with absolutely no shame in my game. Couple of my friends came up with like $60 each…. I came up with like $280. Needless to say I could pay a couple bills that weekend.
Another time I remember strollin through Target, because I looove pimpin out my school supplies in order to pump me up for the new semester. I got a few things, but I was kinda sad that I had to put some notebooks back because I knew I had some old ones stashed some where and it would save me some money. When I got home I got my old book bag outta my closet and looked for my notebooks. And juss as I was bout to start rippin out pages that had already been written on from old classes with information I had already forgotten, I saw a crumbled piece of paper. It was actually an envelope with $500 in it! Can I tell you what finding $500 is to a broke ass college student?! Let’s juss say I was ecstatic and felt nauseous at the same time. My roommates’ first response was “holy shit… I’m coming to church with you this Sunday.”
Now I know what you’re thinking….there has to be a logical explanation for that. And I do know where the money could have come from, but there was an instance when I specifically remember saying to myself “shit, I wish I hadn’t already spent that money.” Therefore, that money damn near came outta no where.
Pshh.. And those were just some moments from the financial aspect of my ‘leap’ of faith. I look back now and I am literally overwhelmed when I think of everything it took me to get from point A to point B and I seriously wonder if I could handle doing it again. Something tells me if I did have to, the journey would be no where near the same anyways. But for the sake of pondering the question, if I had to do it all again knowing everything I’d have to go through, I’d say yes, because the return outweighs the risks (that comment was o-so corny considering I was a finance major).
I remember the day I walked into Mama G’s room and I told her what I was going to do: that I wanted to transfer to a university that was 350+ miles away…and that I knew the odds were against me, but if I kept repeating that to myself then they would ALWAYS be against me. Three years later I now have that piece of paper in my hands that supposedly justifies the fact that I ‘know’ something. Personally I don’t think it does this at all, because being in college I realized there’s actually a bunch of idiots in the world. Anyways, I’ll go into my thoughts on college later. But ultimately that piece of paper, that I call my degree, says that I can do anything I put my mind to despite all odds.
There’s only one thing that got me through, hands down, it was faith. Some how, some way I made it out alive. No matter what bullshit happened, I was always okay. No matter what obstacles were presented, things always worked out. It’s when you’re so close to the edge that you realize how blessed you are to have been pulled back some how. It never failed. Comin in sooo clutch!
The worst thing you can do is underestimate faith. And the best thing you can do is persistently embrace it.
“Faith and fear… where one is found… the other cannot exist” -Napoleon Hill
My grad hat reads “everybody got a deal I did it without one” – Drake. And I’m pretty sure I’m holding the Angel that helped me believe in faith… Mama G.
more May 11 2011 at 08:59
So today is Ash Wednesday and I thought I’d take a little minute and speak on it real quick. This basically means lent is starting in the Catholic religion. And even though I was raised Catholic, I mostly consider myself simply “spiritual” versus “religious.” I do. however, still go to a Catholic church almost every Sunday. I go to hear a positive message and have some one-on-one time with God. I don’t go to hear about any church politics. I could do this at any church, temple etc. since they all originally had the same message. But since I’m comfortable with a Catholic church, that’s the one I choose to go to.
more May 11 2011 at 08:57
So I decided on having “Juelzy’s Words of Wisdom Wednesdays” since I definitely have a spiritual side to me. Maybe I can get into that another time but Wednesday is almost over and I really wanna talk about a little sum sum called “forgiveness.”
So since in life souls will be humans, chances are you’ll be fucked over (excuse my F word). But the question is, what are you gonna do about it? Nah, like what are you REALLY gonna do about it?? Because I can sit here and tell you that you’re supposed to forgive and forget and all that jazz, but that shit is easier said than done and I don’t think most people know what that really entails.
It takes a lot of EVERYTHING to really do the right thing. It takes strength to swallow that pride pill and patience to make sure it goes down smoothly. Trust me, I know. Bitches are trifflin’, dudes are scandalous and bottom-line, people are just ASSHOLES.
The first step is to handle the situation the best you can. This means that you may leave that situation bruised, used and abused but at the end of the day YOU have nothing to be sorry about, because you spoke your mind and did the best you could to be a good person. Your heart or ego may hurt a little, but you will not lose sleep that night.
The drawback to this is that you’re left with the burden of forgiving someone that may have not even asked for forgiveness. Bullshit right? Well this is the way it goes sometimes and it’s in your best interest to forgive people. Holding grudges lies heavy on a person’s soul even if they don’t often notice it. But this is what makes people bitter and mean towards other people or situations that may be similar.
I had a few blasts from the pasts come back into my life unexpectedly recently. Kinda weird that these jerk asses that hurt me in some way were randomly presented in my life back to back to ask for forgiveness. The situations were completely different, but they each resulted in me getting hurt. Now I had every right to tell them all to eff-off and they didn’t deserve my time of day, energy or thought. But I knew, morally and intuitively that this wasn’t the right thing to do.
Even though these guys took my kindness for weakness and played my emotions, I knew they were genuinely sorry. But to the contrary, even if they were lying through their teeth, this wasn’t my concern and I would still have done the same thing. I let them know ‘I forgive them and that I’m glad they learned a life lesson even if it was at my expense. And from that moment on there was peace between us.’
I thought I had already forgave them in my own heart, but I realized I was still holding on to some hurt. But the fact is that not everyone that hurts you is going to have the balls to come back and ask for forgiveness, unfortunately. Time would have to play a part in those situations, but the sooner you can get over it the healthier it is for you.
The thing that kinda got me, out of my whole situation, is that I asked a number of my friends whether they thought it was a smart idea for me to talk to these guys again. Every one of them told me that they shouldn’t be worth my time and to diss the shit out of them. But if there’s anything that I had learned from the heartaches these guys gave me was to trust my instincts, which was telling me to forgive them and so I did.
My friends may have been trying to look out for my best interest, or maybe just telling me what they would supposedly do in my situation, but I’m glad I listened to my intuition. Because the reality is people can’t selfishly look passed their noses–a saying my sister and I like to use often. They don’t think about what the other person may need or may be going through. Not forgiving someone could possibly set them back in their journey in life. And that shit wouldn’t be right.
You can only do what you’re in control of doing, which is to forgive. The rest is up to them.
Forgiveness is like a paradox to me: you’re selflessly giving someone peace of mind and your selfishly doing the same for yourself. Also, you have to forgive to be forgiven, because Lord knows your ass aint perfect. So the next time you mess up, and you o-so will, hopefully those people will forgive you as well. It’s a bitter/sweet cycle, but a positive one for everyone.
I’m glad I never wished anyone ill will. I’m glad we all learned something else in life. And I’m glad my soul feels a bit lighter now. I’m not sayin I’m gonna be BFFs with these mofos now but if I can increase the peace in this world then why not? However, if they screw me over again Imma have to cut someone. Just joking… kinda.
Resolve your issue, forgive and be forgiven. Forget if you can, but hopefully, if they were sincere, then they’ll remember for the both of you.
“The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong” – Gandhi
I have to say sorry too sometimes… I wish I could sing this song when I do.
more May 11 2011 at 08:53
People… can I just express to you how much I love the state of california right now?! Ponder with me, yes?! Ok. First let me mention that I feel very entitled to talk about this because I can get an overall aspect of Cali given that I was raised in The Bay and now reside in LA ( yea I meant it to rhyme). I couldn’t be more proud to be a Cali girl, because I simply love this state!
Firstly, let’s talk about the weather and geographical location. All you other states can kiss our assssss when it comes to weather. Our weather shits on every other place in this nation. California is the only state worth visiting that you can literally go surfing in the morning go on dune buggies in the afternoon then go to the snow in the evening. I mean you’ll be tired, but I’m sayin, it can be done. Our winters aren’t too harsh and our summers aren’t too miserable. We have forests, orchards, farmland, lakes, rivers, mountains, oceans, sand dunes, what more could you want??! I’ll tell you….nothin!
Secondly, I love the diversity between people. You can get a little bit of everything here. There’s no doubt in my mind that you can find a trace of every culture in the world presented some where in California.
Living in The Bay there was so much interracial mixing it wasn’t even funny. I remember a picture of my 6th birthday party and all the neighborhood kids were gathered around my kitchen table while I blew out my birthday candles. You would have thought it was a meeting between the United Nations. I had Asians, Whites, Blacks, Mexicans and Lord knows what else all at one table all from one street in my neighborhood.
I don’t know how many little China Towns, Little Italy’s, Little Armenia’s and so many other of those little towns I pass on the freeway. Seems like there’s one every other exit. All this means is that we have some of the best food as well. Obviously we’re challenged by other states that are able to specialize since there’s a large concentration of one race, but we definitely win on the diversity tip. Like, I would not eat Mexican food in New York, I can only stick to Italian.
Also, Cali politics are one of the best you could ask for living in this country. Like this is the only state you can puff on a blunt and blow the smoke in front of a cops face and only get a fine as long as your weed possession is under the ‘legal’ limit. Well, you might get a little jail time for doin all that, but I’m sayin, it’s a slap on the wrist compared to a state like Texas for instance.
Our governor is a damn actor for crying out loud… only in Cali. And Arnold Schwarzenegger didn’t even try to fake the funk. Straight up, he said he inhaled. Anything can happen in Cali if an Austrian immigrant turned bodybuilder turned actor can become governor and then have the nerve to be a Republican and then also try and impose harsh immigrant laws. No wonder so many flock here from all over.
We’re a liberal kind of state and I think we’re one of the only states with a little bit of sense left. So many states and their people are brain washed and don’t bother asking questions. Im glad to know that if some shit is off, you can still see protests here like they often did back in the day when they used to burn their bras and all that jazz.
Enough bout that.. can we talk about the music?! Shiet.. even east coast king Biggie Smalls wanted to come back to Cali Cali. Now I grew up on a bunch of west coast rap from the Bay and L.A alike: West Side Connection, E-40, Eazy-E, Too Short, and Snoop Dogg often woke me up, took me to school and put me to bed as a kid. That’s juss the rap aspect of Cali music, because they prominently represent Cali publicly. But you can find musicians from every genre that are from Cali.
But can I say somethin real quick?…fuck Katy Perry!.. she needs to take her florescent cartoon ass self else where. Maybe Kentucky or some lame place like that. I’m ashamed of her song California Gurls. How dare she compare that song up against Jay-Z and Alicia Keys’ Empire State of Mind. Like are you serious?! I don’t like dissing artists, but that shit was embarrassing and I don’t feel like she represented Cali and it’s “gurls” like she should have. And even if she did in her own way, it was wrong of her to compare it to Empire State of Mind. They’re not even on the same level.
Well anyways, lastly I love that we have so many dope cities like Los Angeles and San Francisco. Bright lights and sky scrapers make me giddy and there’s so many cities to choose from in Cali. There’s so many people hustlin and bustlin tryin to make their California-cation dreams come true. Everyone’s alive here, not juss on some work horse/hamster wheel hype.
And the nightlife is crazy as well. In Cali “you’ll never find a dance floor empty.” I’ve partied in many cities in my life, and their aint no party like a West Coast party. That’s all imma say about that.
It’s the place where you can escape from anything, because there’s so much of everything. So whether you’re juss passin through or you’re here to say or you’ve been here from the beginning… I suggest you appreciate what Cali has to offer. Take advantage but don’t abuse it. We have our own attitudes, so if you don’t like it, then you can kick rocks!
Cali will always have my heart. It is home and I wouldn’t want to say I’m from any where else. Proud of my Cali roots! I may love to travel and all that good stuff… but I’ll always go back to Cali.. Cali.
more May 11 2011 at 08:52
So you show up to the club suited n booted up. You’re perked from the pre-party, or as we like to call it in Cali “parkin lot pimpin.” This is when you drink in the car so all you need is maybe one to two $12 drinks in the club. In Europe everyone juss gets drunk freely in the street, in front of cops and all that good stuff. Your ass will get arrested if you did that here. So we pour vodka into a water bottle and chase it with some juice and we’re good to go!… O-so classy we know.
So once you complete the mission of bypassing a line of tourists and get in the club the first thing is to get your drink on a little more and the next step is to find something good to look at for the next three hours you’re up in that mugg. In LA and in many other places for that matter, the ratio to cute guys to cute girls is like 1:20. That means for every cute guy there’s 20 cute girls. Damn 80/20 principle! In other words, that means that the odds are not skewed in your favor if you’re a girl.
Ugh. So how annoying is it though when you see that ONE fine guy you’ve been eye effin’ all night, after turning around for ONE second, all of sudden he’s all over the drunkest girl in the club. You all know who I’m talkin about…that girl. On a quick side note, please don’t be that girl. You look like you are absolutely starving for attention. Like geezus we see you! You’re only fallin off of the couches, grinding on whatever resembles a stripper pole and dancing on tables like you were the Go-go while you wave around the damn near empty Svedka Vodka bottle as your makeup melts off your face. Now can you please put your coochie away? Like that’s only acceptable if its you’re birfday. Thank youuuu.
Anyways, its apparent that he completely settled. He’s just trying to get that ass, duh! He hasn’t been out all week because he’s got that 9-5, he’s frustrated because the bouncer was trippin’ off his shoes and he had to wait in line for an hour because he has no table. He picked out the easiest thing in that place, because it was a for sure deal. I don’t know who should class it up more, the guy or that girl. But that’s why there’s no love in the club.
Damn it people, I’m guilty. I’m guilty for thinking I can find love in the club despite the fact that I KNOW better. But to be real, running into a guy at the grocery store or Borders has NEVER happened to me. And all the guys at my gym are gay. And even if I had seen someone who made me do the double-take, there was no liquid courage involved so no one was approached. Like, excuse me for getting my hopes up…can’t a girl dream?!…Nope! That’s what guys specifically go to the club for…ASS! And I’m tired of girls thinking they can really find love in the club. You guys know I don’t advocate one-night stands, but do what you do and juss know it may not necessarily be love you’re getting.
Yea we’ve heard of people finding someone….but how long did that last? How healthy is the relationship? Chances are it’s not too healthy, or it’s even dead by now. I don’t know why this happens, it juss does. Which is why it urks me that if I do find a cute dude in the club, he’s gotta go for the easiest girl. I mostly go to kick it with my homies, but is it so wrong that I just wanted to LOOK at him for two hours….thats all! Is that too much to ask?!
Whatevs, ladies you juss do you. Dress for you and then when you get to the club wave your hands in the air like you juss don’t care, but don’t act a fool. You know… just in case someone else is lookin……..Ugh, I’m sorry! I can’t help if I’m a hopeless romantic! But if you’re like me ALWAYS have in mind that the odds are against you. And it aint love, it’s lust.
See.. they don’t want love… they wanna make “love,” in the dirty bathroom if he could. The ending of this video cracks me up. That broken down room represent what your relationship will be if you find “love” in the club compared to how pretty it looked in the beginning. Nah, I don’t know if that’s what it really means, but it should.
more May 11 2011 at 08:48
Awww yess.. fitness. How I love you. No seriously I really do love fitness, I juss don’t like to necessarily to do it too often. However, I finally broke down last December and actually got a gym membership. Before this, my “workout” routine (if I can really call it that) was pretty much a joke. Like seriously a joke: one of my “workouts” was actually laughing, which exercised my abs. My workout regiment went as follows:
So ya, this pretty much sums it up….like I said… a joke! I literally used to laugh when people asked me how I got my “abs”? I actually started feeling guilty that I couldn’t give them a serious answer. I’ve just never been the one to own a gym membership. I don’t even like the gym! Well judging by my experiences, the gym basically consisted of anxiety. I felt all the beefy testosterone filled gorillas looking at me. Like, it is not easy to hide these thunder thighs, sorry. And then I’d also get anxiety, because I wasn’t quite sure how to use a machine. Or sometimes it would malfunction and I wouldn’t be able to adjust the settings by myself. Ugh. Just pure anxiety.
I’d rather just be active. I like to run outdoors. I like to dance. I like to play sports. Anything that would basically keep me out of the gym.
My mother put me up on game with a lot of my fitness workouts. Like using cleaning as an aerobic exercise, for instance. She used to tell me I was going to get muffin tops and a flat ass if I didn’t do my chores. A dose of Mama G’s words of wisdom for you. Mopping was the best workout for this. So during my summers I’d wake up every morning and mop my little heart out. We also used to put on some spanish jamz and dance while we ironed and did other chores. Shiett, my momma and I were gettin down before any of this Zumba crap.
O ya, I almost forgot another Momma G’s words of fitness wisdom. She thought it was effective to wrap our waists with saran wrap. I mean, I’ve seen wrestlers do this for training so I guess it’s not too crazy. But honestly, my momma looks good for being 63 and having had as many kids as she did. If wrapping myself with saran wrap is gonna help me look like her at that age also, then wrap me up and call me leftovers! I aint even trippin. I still do this often. I suggest you guys try it.
Flirting with the trainers is usually what gets me some good workout routines. Those things can run up to $500! But it’s important to have a workout plan or else you’re in the gym lookin like a dumb broad. And the dudes who don’t really know what they’re doin look like they’re just tryin to show off. Trainers are also good for motivation. I kinda prefer working out by myself though, so right now the only thing motivating me to stay on the step machine is to finish watching Chelsea Lately on those little TVs.
If you see me at the gym, please don’t try and holler. I have no makeup on and my outfit doesn’t match, this means I’m gettin’ my swoll on so don’t bother me. You beezys that go to the gym tryin to look cute, you’re wasting you’re time… 89% of them are gay!
“hit the gym, step on the scale, stare at the number…you say you’re droppin 10lbs preparin for summer… AND YOU DONT DO IT FOR THE MAN, MAN NEVER NOTICE… you juss do it for yourself you the f*ckin coldest” -Drake
I recommend those little 5 Hour Energy Shots too. Those things are motivation in a 2 oz bottle!
I juss think everyone would feel a lot healthier and better about themselves if they worked on their fitness a little bit and juss stayed active. It gets you off the couch, helps you start you’re day, and it gives you more energy to do other things. Just don’t overdo it when you’re first starting out. I usually have a tendency to do this to the point where I can’t even sit down on the toilet comfortably. And I’m definitely screwed if it’s a public restroom. My thighs are really thunderous then because I can’t get them to stop shaking as I try to hover and balance so I don’t touch the seats. Nooo bueno!
I loooove goin on hikes and Los Angeles has a couple cool places where you can enjoy a pretty view if you don’t mind the smog hovering over it.
The first is Runyon Canyon Park
And the other is Griffith Park
I totally recommend my homay Dj Homicide’s “Hangover No ID’s” mix for your workout. This mix seriously makes me want to run all the way to VEGAS! Keeps me goin, because he drops a new beat at the perfect moment when I feel like stopping, I swear.
more May 11 2011 at 08:36
All I want to know is… WHAT THE HOLY HELL IS GOIN ON OUT THERE?! Soooo… This is kind of a difficult topic for me, but I feel I gotta speak on it. Guys just think it’s waaaay too easy to get the goodies now-a-days, and that’s probably because… it is! Like shit, I don’t even blame them judging by what I see and hear. The other day one of my homies told me girls be fuckin for free drinks in the VIP and a bacon wrapped hot dog, or LA street meat/ danger dogs, like we like to call it over here in Hollyweird. Well damn! Is that really what I’m up against?! Truth be told, I wouldn’t want to be with whatever guy those girls were with anyways. But at the same time I feel like even the good ones have this mentality now: that the goods are o-so easy to get from ALL girls.
Call me old school, which I often do, but this is juss not how things work in my mind. Like, is that what it’s really like in the dating world?: Where you have to give up the goods first in order to seal an “official” title? Like, mofo you haven’t even bought me a MEAL, you don’t even know how many siblings I have, or what my real hair color is, and you already feel entitled to these goodies?! What happened to really getting to know the person first, having a title and then, if things hold true down the road a few months to what you thought, then “consummate” the relationship. One time a guy told me “you have to test drive the car before you buy it.” I simply replied that if that’s the case then he “needs to go to a Nissan dealership, because everyone knows a Bentley rides well.” I don’t care what kind of denial you’re in, but there are ALWAYS some kind of feelings and emotions associated with sex. And if I know I can’t trust you with those, then aint nothin goin down.
Part of me can’t blame a guy for trying, because I’d be naive to think that sex isn’t the first thing on his mind. But I don’t see the respect in them asking in the first place; especially when we don’t even know each other that well. And thats my number one thing in a relationship: Respect. That’s what it should be in any relationship. Think about it. Every aspect of a relationship can be traced back to respect: If you respect me then there’s trust; I know you will not do anything intentionally to hurt me. If you respect me then there’s communication; I know you care about what I have to say. If you respect me then there’s loyalty; I know that you will be there for me no matter what.
I can’t really speak on what anyone else thinks the dating game consists of, but the way I see it is like this: The guys are basically trying to get the goods. However, there are some that are actually genuine and my job is to figure out which ones are and get rid of the ones that aren’t without getting hurt in the process. But I aint even gonna lie, like every other game, sometimes you win some and sometimes you lose some.
During this game some people say ‘fuck it’ and let it be known that they’re not looking for anything serious. I see it’s a lot easier for guys to do this. Some girls can juke their emotions enough to do this as well, but they’re the first to get labeled as whores and such. I think this is a big front anyways…like Lauryn said ”don’t be a hard rock when you really are a gem.” I don’t care how much of a feminist you are or what other culture you come from, because as a whole society, we’re juss not there yet. And you WILL be labeled a slutty girl. Whether this is something you’re willing to deal with is a personal decision.
“word spreads fast that your knees spread quick”
I really don’t think sex is this thing thats going to condemn everyone to hell or anything like that and you guys all know by now it’s not like me to judge anyone. I mostly just think its about the respect. Call it selfish.. please! But I have to make sure that the other person respects me before, during and after. And if you give in to the heat of the moment then you better be able to deal with whatever consequences come from it as well. Don’t act surprised when he doesn’t call you back. After all, it was a one-night-stand!
Its true, sometimes you hear of those crazy situations that actually end with a successful relationship, but those are considered very lucky scenarios. Something I heard a few times and I couldn’t agree more with is: as a girl, sex is the best compliment you can give to a guy. And at the end of the day, if you know you’re worth, this is what it is. So let’s hold on to the goods, ya ladies?! Because to be real, some of you floozies are makin it hard for a girl to be good out there. They’re lookin at me like I’m the crazy one or a liar, when really that’s not the case and I refuse to feel that way.
And guys, ugh! You know what’s up. You don’t want girls to think all guys are the same and we don’t want you to think all girls are the same. Don’t get it twisted. Realize who you’re talkin to. And check yourselves before you wreck yourselves. (Told you I was old school).
See?! And thats why she’s my girl. I love me some Ci Ci…She gets me! Judging by her song I think Ciara understands my views on this subject. I actually got the opportunity yesterday to have someone relay the message to her that I appreciate her positive lyrics. She was grateful and I hope she keeps creating more like it.
more May 11 2011 at 08:34
I love love. Im surrounded by love. My family and God show me unconditional love on an every day basis. I love my friends and they love me, but nothing compares to the love of that one other person. And it’s something everyone wants and needs. Shiet, thugs need love too!
I don’t know if you’ve ever been in love before, but I have. It was that true in love-love…. not that dysfunctional shit you hear about now a days. Kinda funny I’m talkin like it was back in the good’ol days or something, but I swear thats what I feel has happened. Maybe it’s because my love was at a pure age before it was tainted with other temptations. We never cheated on each other, we respected each other and we truly cared for one another. I feel as though these things juss don’t exist any more in most relationships and if they do, it’s very rare that you hear about it. Of course even all good things must come to an end, and for different reasons we couldn’t savor a friendship, but I never regret having had that first love.
I’ve had some messed up situations when it comes to dating, but I can’t say I’ve lost complete hope that I’ll find someone worth it, or rather we’ll find each other, that juss gives me that feeling. You know that feeling I’ve mentioned before, thats ALMOST inexplicable. It gives you that tingling sensation that goes through your limbs… them butterflies in your stomach… and your chest and cheeks feel instantly warm. You have an uncontrollable smile and I swear there’s stars in your eyes. The feeling that’s juss there as soon you look at them and they look at you… kinda somethin like this:
Like, I want someone that’s not afraid to be like “there goes my baaaby.” I want to be able to leave the club and when the rose lady comes up to ask dude if he wants to buy me a rose, I don’t have pretend like I’m allergic to them anyways! Lord knows I hate awkward moments. I juss wanna be on Elf‘s status one time:
You are listening to: Elf - I'm in Love
You are listening to: Elf - I'm in Love
But the reality is, the chemistry is usually off. Most often than not, one person likes the other more. The attraction may juss not be there no matter how good of a girl or guy they may be and lets face it, only people like gold-diggers can really fake the funk. It’s kinda disappointing too, because I’ve actually met a lot of good guys that I wished I was attracted to more than I actually was. And I’ve also been on the other side where guys that I may have really liked juss weren’t feelin me on that level for whatever reason. Happens to the best of us, trust me.
But this post isn’t about a sob story, its about the feeling of love. The good thing about having been in love before, is that you know when something isn’t love. You learn things you want in a relationship and the things you DONT want. Its true, no two loves are the same. But trust me, the shit I be witnessing now a days is NOT love, period! The arguments are so petty, the disrespect is ridiculous, the jealousy is uncalled for, and with the selfishness a true love will never develop.
Sometimes I’m not convinced people know what it really is to be ‘in love.’ Shit anyone can love, that’s easy. And any one can have sex, that’s easy too. But to be in love is to love every thing about that person unconditionally: the good, the bad and the ugly. It’s all one in the same to a person in love. They bring out the best in one another versus the worst. That’s when you know a relationship isn’t working: when you notice change and it’s not for the better.
I’ve heard it be said that who ever cares less, holds the power in the relationship. This may be true, because we’re playing on peoples psychology, but its straight twisted. That shit aint real. That would be the most uncomfortable relationship to be in: one where you always had to hide your feelings in order to save face in a sense, but pride is a hell of a drug. “Love attracts love…Dysfunctional people attract dysfunctional people…Pick one!!”- @Tyrese
Like what happened to that puppy love ish? That was so much easier than all these games having to be played in order to get a boo. You remember them days: when you found out so-and-so liked you from their friend who told your friend. Then they ask you to the winter ball, you have one freak dance then BOOM its like, ‘do you wanna be my boo?’ It’s a yaye or naye from there, but the whole process is about a week, maybe two weeks MAX. It was juss o-so simple… less bullshit, less baggage.
Usually patience and I really don’t get along and often don’t see eye to eye, but when it comes to matters of the heart, we’re like BFFS; best friends fo life! Momma G always told me that it’s better to be by yourself than amongst bad company. And that’s usually what people settle for. “Settling” really isn’t in my vocabulary, so I’m good to wait as long as it takes for some true love. And there he will be, wrapped in a bow, waiting on my doorstep, no baggage, not afraid of commitment, already been trained by their momma, crazy chemistry, with some ambition and a genuine soul. Patience BETTER not forget the bow!
Bottom line is I don’t care who you are, everyone wants and needs Love. Juss make sure it’s the true kind and not that dysfunctional mess. If your relationship resembles that of Ronnie and Sammy’s on Jersey Shore, then that my friend is dysfunctional and you’re a menace to society. Please don’t procreate. But if you got that good good genuine love, then spread the word and work to keep it.
For the rest of us singles: Patience is a virtue.
more May 11 2011 at 08:32
Oooo Valentine’s Day. The joys you bring every year. The birds are chirpin… the bees are buzzin. And I have to listen to all my single girlfriends get absolutely depressed, because they are reminded that they are indeed single. As if they didn’t realize it all of the other 364 days they were single as well since last year. I have to listen to my non-single girlfriends stress about what to get their boo judging by the amount of time they’ve been together. And their confusion as to what their guy is going to get them. But the worst thing I hate dealing with around this time is the way even single guys FREAKS THE EFF OUT during this time.
It’s like waaaay too much pressure for them or something. Single girls know what I’m talkin about. And you guys know too, so guess what…WE NOTICE! Yea, you’re not so slick. The story goes: you just recently met a guy, let’s say in December or January, and you’ve been talkin on the phone and such since. This is the “oh, we’re juss talkin stage” not necessarily the “we’re dating stage.” And then soon as February comes around and he starts noticing all those pink and red decorations at Target, and starts to say “oh shit.”
The calls come less frequently, then on the actual day of, you don’t hear SHIT from him. Then the next day he tries to pick up where he left off, but you’re in for a surprise patna’! Its really kinda funny actually, this crap cracks me up! It’s so unnecessary to put soo much sauce on nothing. But the fact that you freaked out about it makes it much easier to cut you loose. I want a guy who’s cool, calm and collected, you feel me? Like, I don’t need you to tell me you love me and stuff, but maybe a “happy valentines day” text would be sufficient. This juss shows you’re not a complete little bitch and you can handle awkward situations.
Which is basically what Valentine’s Day is, a big ass awkward situation. And can I take this moment to tell you guys how I feel about awkward situations?….I HATE AWKWARD SITUATIONS. They are sooo uncomfortable and I will do everything in my power to revive one. I will search for every witty remark in my head in order to save a moment that has turned awkward. The feeling awkwardness sends through my body is not a pleasant one and that shit gives me anxiety! So please, don’t be awkward around me. Thank youuu. Ok back to doom’s day… I mean V-day.
I think we can take on this propaganda filled day as a society if everyone juss took an effin chill pill! You were single yesterday and you’re still single today. There’s no need to be bitter. Hell, I still went to Victoria’s Secret and got myself a new thong. Just because I don’t have a valentine doesn’t mean I have to walk around that day with some granny panties. I bought myself a new perfume too. Thanks Valentine! Also known as Juelz! I loved it… it was EXACTLY what I wanted!
And If you have a boo then yesterday was also the same as today. But I aint even gonna lie. I HATE PDA and this day in particular brings out the worst in people when it comes to kissing and hugging and BLAHHHH! Sorry I get nauseous…I have a really weak stomach. Honestly, it’s not that I’m a hater or something. I juss really don’t want to see two people all over each other, because all I do is get weird mental pictures of you two having sex. Thats what PDA does and it is NOT cute to me. It’s another awkward situation.
So since I’m not a bitter broad I can make a suggestion for you girls that do have a boo this v-day. Girls I don’t think you can go wrong with a trip to Victoria’s Secret and some really nice cologne. I mean, I’m digging waaay back in my memory bank since its been a while, but I remember buying specifically Georgio Armani cologne. MMmmm mm this scent is o-so scrumptious. I used to swear anything that smelled like it was edible. And from what I know, other girls feel the same way. It’s kinda ironic actually that most ‘guy gifts’ are actually for the girls. Whatever, you both win in the end I’m sure.
The other guys that also urk me are the ones that purposely let it be known that they’re going to wait until after Valentine’s Day to pursue a certain girl so that it doesn’t hurt their bank. To that I say…you cheap asses! I’m personally a sucker for romance and nothing says romance more than pure thoughtfulness. I don’t think guys understand this: it’s not about how much money you put into something, it’s about the amount of thought you put into it. Trust me!
For instance, if you mindlessly take her to dinner for v-day, because that’s what you’re supposed to do, then you’ll most likely get a ‘thank you’ and ‘good night’ at the end of your date. But if you take her to that one restaurant she happened to mention that one time … you know which one I’m talkin about. That one that she was talkin about on a random tuesday?! Well that’s the one where you might juss get a ‘thank you’ and ‘good morning.’ I’m juss sayin, the relationship will most likely last longer if you make it more personal.
My solution for the rest of us singles: LETS ALL GO TO VEGAS! Think about it… this is possibly the best place to go on such an awkward day. It’s the one place thats the epitome of what single on Valentine’s Day should be. Im sure I’m not the only genius who’s figured this out, but that’s what will make that day in Vegas so much better. A bunch of singles flocking to one place. Of course, I’m sure there will still be a lot of PDA going on, but at least I know I won’t be sober enough to give damn. If I’m nauseated it won’t be due to hugs and kisses if you know what I mean. It’s either this or nothin’! If you’re a girl I don’t want to hear about you and your girlies sending each other crap. Stop it…that’s some middle school mess. Let’s juss enjoy being single. You weren’t complaining last week when you made out with that random at the bar right?!
Just enjoy the day for what it’s worth. This day was dedicated to simply celebrate love. Not to cause anxiety, depression or bitterness. Everyone let your minds rest easy and juss take this day to express the way you feel about your boo or your friends and family. There’s nothing I love more than Love and I hope you guys know that I love all of you! Why do you guys think I sign my name with this every time?:
I loves this song. And I think it’s kinda in the middle of singles and couples. Ok maybe not completely, but I tried!
more May 11 2011 at 08:30