Graduation 2006 Style

Graduation turned out to be a really fun time. Truthfully I have alot of mixed emotions about graduation. As happy as I am to be a graduate of the University of Richmond with a degree in Urban Practice and Policy and Fashion Design from a school that cost over $40,000 to attend, I still dont feel like an alum. I suppose that around August I will begin to feel that usual tugging at my heart about returning to school and as I realize that I will not be I will feel like an alum. Maybe I will feel like an alum when I change my status on the facebook and stop getting invited to join random clubs because my underclassman have forgetten about me. Or maybe it will be when I realize that I am in New York and have a full time job and an apartment. Whatever it will take I dont have it just yet.
Ive moved from UR and Im awaiting my move to NY. This sunday I will pack what belongings will fit into my Uncles spare bedroom on Winthrop in Brooklyn and head off to the city of NY. As grand as that is...it really doesnt faze me much. Everyone thinks its such a grand thing and their first question is if NY is home for me. When I respond in the negative they then ask my purpose for leaving Richmond...I respond to work and their eyes widen in some fear for me. "New York is a busy city" or "Be Careful" they all warn and wish me good luck in as much of a genuine way as they can possibly muster but I know the underlying fear that I will in the end return with hurt feelings and brusied self esteem. I know how hard it is for many to think of New York outside of that "If I can make it there...I'll make it anywhwere" mentality but I really feel like Ive been there and done that and that its the best place for me. Im a city girl and I belong in the only city of consequence on the east coast.
Graduation was fun but it was tireing as hell... and to top it all off it rained like crazy. Either way...I dont have to do another damn thing for UR. It's funny...every now and then I will think of some little thing that I forgot to do...like fill out that life survey for Wellness and I worry just a little, then I rememeber that if it was that big of a deal they wouldnt have let me graduate... HAHAHA. There are a few things I didnt get to but nothing really worth stressing over. I was kinda upset for a second that I didnt make the Deans List this semester but I guess I asked for it when I decided to not stress over Finite Math. Missing it by a minus as opposed to the plus I got kinda ticked me off but its all good...I still made the GPA. Some say its no big deal but it was a personal goal.
I saw all the people I love with the exception of one at graduation. My friends came down to see me trip over a buckle in the carpet and to chill with me and have a great time. Sam arrived 9 in the damn morning (Gosh) and Erin arrived a little later that Saturday. We chilled for a little while then I ran off to grocery shop for my party. After returning a little late we headed over to Erica's to chill and talk shit to each other as we customarily do when we get together. We finally got our lives togther and convinced Shannon to have dinner with and headed over to Kobe. I have the best time when Im with those girls. I can be my ghetto progressive self, I can say whats on my mind and I can expect them to do the same for me. I really wish that I could be around them all the time like in junior year but we each must do our own thing. Im steadily trying to convince Erica to move to NY. Like me she too is a city girl..all this Richmond BS just isnt her style. She needs to progress to bigger and better things that can be found in NY....plain and simple. After dinner we decided against going out and ended up heading back to Ericas to talk more shit and sleep. After that Shan Shan took me hope and I rested up for the big day.
It rained cats and dogs the whole time and I got tired of the whole ordeal really quick. All I wanted to do was shake Cooper's hand and return to my room to watch Hitch again for fifth time. After spending most of the time laughing & joking with Sam and Erin from the top of the Stadium, graduation was finally over. I ran over to North court Reception Room and still wasn't able to rest the least bit. Between chasing after my nieces and nephews and trying to greet people before my nieces and nephews attacked them I only got to eat one cocoanut shrimp and two cups of punch! I was beat by the end of the night but it was worth it in the end: I had a great time and really appreciate all the love and gifts I got from everyone! After clean Up, I returned to my mom and chilled w/ S. Dot and E. Money who were leaving the next morning. Andrea came by later that night and we powwowed for a while. The next morning Sam had a dentist appointment which lead me to believe that that was the only reason she'd come to Richmond. Sam and Erin kept talking Shit about packing and I was not having it. Though I told my sister to arrive around 2 pm, I still had no desire to begin packing! I waited as long as I could then began to gather the last of my things and head out. If you know me... you know, hate packing and would rather throw everything away than move heavy boxes.
To Be Continued.....

Resolve

"Tell me when to go" by E-40 is a very crunk song of which I enjoy.



However...E-40 is still as wack as he was when he came out with that song Sprinkle Me


and I quote... ( All wackness in bold)

I be more hipper than a hippopotamus
Get off in your head like a neurologist
Pushin more weight than Atlas
Got a partner by the name of 2Pacalypse
The seven-oh-seven my roost go hella fall back to Floyd Terrace
I pull a forty out of my ballcap and den I flush it down my esopha-garus
The group that I'm with
The ClickShigge-D-Shot, LegitFamily orientated
Game related, it's the shit
Killing motherfuckers off crucial
Sittin em down mutual
Running through these lyrics as if I was fiberedlike Metamucil

Timah timah.... forty widah.. forty wide
Sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main
Big timah timah, big timah.... forty widah-ahh
Sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main, sprinkle me main
Kick that shit Suga

Resolve

RESOLVE: Salmon Pink and Lavender are the colors of the season.

The One You've Been Waiting For... NY Update and Other Stuff

Table of Contents

-A funny story about the kids I babysitt
-My Trip to NY
-Graduation Update
-Random Stuff
-The BG Fashion Show/McDonalds



The Kids I Babysitt

I babysatt on Tuesday of last week and I noticed that one of the twins was missing her two front teeth. The converstation goes as follows

Me: Elizabeth...did you loose your two front teeth?
Elizabeth: Yeah... I had to get them pulled.
Me: Why...what happened?
Elizabeth: Well, I fell on the sidewalk in front of P.F. Changs and I chiped them so I had to get them pulled.
Me: Awww, thats awful.
Elizabeth: Did you loose a tooth??
Me: Uh, no...why?
Elizabteth: Your missing a tooth in the front.
Me: No, Im not.
Elizabeth: Yes you are... did you fall???
Me: No Elizabeth, I have a gap.
Elizabeth: It looks like you lost a tooth...are you sure you didnt loose a tooth??
Me: Yes Dear, Im sure...I just have a gap.
Elizabeth: Oh......right.

I think kids are the most ammusing creatures ever. Just to hear this little girl talk about getting her teeth pulled as if it was a routine incident and she knew all about typical dentistry at 3 years old, had my dying. Now, most of you know that Im not at all ashamed of my gap and actually embrace it. I smile widely with pride in pictures and even have plans to adorn it with three pink saphires when I get my Grill ( Smile for me Mami!!!) I mean...whats not to love, If I were a resident of Ethiopia I would be the sexiest girl their! Now I know you may be saying...."Cassandra....this is America! And though you may be proud of your gap that can fit rice grains horizontally...you should invest in a row of braces!" My responce............Fuck You!

Have a nice day!


My Trip to NY

NY... do I need to say again just how grand it is???? I dont think so. Just to make this brief I will let you know that certain constants are at play. NY is fab, Julee Wilson is fab, and I am moving when I graduate. I arrived on Thursday and chilled with friends and family in the Bronx, Friday evening I met up with Julee and Jenn Coles and went over to the Rolodex party. About 100 people from the fashion industry mingled amongst each other if the a lovely little Harlem Museum/Coffee Shope with Live music, bubbly flowing and the fashionable and fab all around. Me... I was posted up. I have to admit...that many fly ass, successful black people in one room left me dumbfounded and nervous. I wasnt sure just how to approach them and would have rather worn a sign that said...I need a job...PLEASE HELP. I met everyone from buyers for Saks, Lord and Taylor, Bloomingdales, to stylist for Eve, Alicia Keys, and many more. Personalities and Gay men were of no shortage and I had to do nothing but sit back and marvel at the work of my dear soror Julee! Her and a her friend with the most fab name ever( Zandile pronounced Zan di lay) hosted this grand event and should be commened/featured in Essence and WWD for just plain fabulosity and having thought of such a good idea. I had fun and found a buddy my age and after a while we started tag teaming people and getting info to direct us. I left with a number of numbers and interest and had a great time! We retired to Julees and Jenns apt and rested. Talk about a nice apt...Its no penthouse but I would LOVE to graduate into a crib like that. It shows the hard work of my friends and the progressive type of women they are! Magazines galore, spirits, good music, and a plethera of perfumes littered the house in a tidy yet lived in way and made me want to move on in. Jenn gave me the spare key on Saturday when I stepped out to walk the Harlem Streets for a bit and as I returned I have to admit that I pretended I was coming home to my own fly ass place in Harlem after an exahusting day of deciding what denims SAKS will sell this spring. Back to reality. I had a great time ! Dispite the rain that fell heavily that weekend I went downtown on Sunday and went to church with Jenn. The Abbysininan Baptist Church got down just like I like it. Old and young black people, a sermon that encouraged me and a choir that tried to bring the house down, I enjoyed it. Apparenlty this church the oldest in Harlem gets visitors from P. Diddy, to Mariah Cary, to Michael Eric Dyson, to Andre Leon Tally! Totally worth it!! I really appreciate Jenn inviting me!
After church I went downtown and shopped a bit while handling business. If youve never been then consider yourself an unfortunat case. Macy's Shoe Department is Bananas! I stayed there for about 3 hours trying on shoes and talking to Erin. I found my graduation shoes and hope that I dont fall down the stairs after I shake hand with the Prez! Of course their gold and of course theyre high heeled and will I look good..... you do the math.

I left early monday morning and made the long and sad treck back to Richmond. Gracious...It wont be long now before Im on my way to NY for good!

Graduation

Im still graduating, Im still excited, and The party is officially on. The Invitations have been sent, the favors have arrived, the decore has been set, the menue is chosen(trust its gonna be scrumpdelicious...I went back to my heritage on this one) and most importantly...I have my fly ass dress, shoes and a BOSSY ASS cocktail ring! Check on it!


Random Stuff

Im really getting tired of these end of the year formailities. It seems that these things bring out the truth in people. Id rather just peace and holler at you only if I feel like it than have you make a big fuss when the truth is you dont give a shit! I keep having these interesting conversaitions with friends about who would be our brides maides if we were getting married. I think that unless this person knows that you have met someone, like them alot, went on a second date, met some of his friends, can call and get him whenever, had orgasmic relations with him, met his parents, met other family members, and had the what if we get married covo then, then they dont need to be a brides maide. Now I know... those arent all the components of a successful relationship but they do lend themselves to other important topics like trust, happyness, and signs of a healthy relationship with GOD! Forgett trying to avoid people getting upset because they arent in the wedding....if they cant be happy for you enough to fall back and enjoy the wedding then they need to not even come. Talking with my friend who wants to have a small wedding and a larger reception I realized just how sacred the marriage ceremony is! That is a very spiritual and sacred time when you and your boo exchange vowes. THAT IS SERIOUS BUSINESS!!! You have to articulate all of your emotions and love at that time to declare and profess your love for them in the sight and with the blessing of GOD. Nothing to take lightly. Nothing to turn into a status show, and definately nothing to have bad energy present for! Please belive there are about 4 of my good friends that will be my brides maides and no more.


BG Fashion Show/ McDonalds

Andrea and I ( my rolli) went to the Beta Gamma Fashion Show. We got there kinda late but caught the tail end of it.....literally. We arrived just in time for the lingeri section and saw so much ass and tits you would have thought it was a strip joint. I dont know how these girls get up there and do it but they bare all. I could never walk across campus again knowing that everyones seen my ass. There were far to many girls and not enough men though Todd stole the show. As Todd progressed down the runway, we watched his ass greased up chest . When he got to the end he unsnapped the sides of what seemed to be a pair of read draws ( yeah....draws) He proceeded to reach down into his pants and eject the red satin number from between his legs and wave it in the air. His female companion then joined him to rubb on his chest and be groped by him. At this point all the men sitting in front of us had turned their heads to the back of the room for fear of being exposed to something they didnt want any parts of. I however paid very close attention, I mean I knew I would have to report this in my blog and that requires accurate attention to details. The show was fun and it was great to marvel at the splendor of an HBCU.

After the show Andrea and I headed over to the local McDonalds for a late dinner. I headed to the rest room before ordering and when I exited proceeded to the counter. A strange person...slightly indiscriminantly gendered eyed me. I being the indecisive person took a few minutes to figure out what I would like to eat. This person assured me that it was ok and I could take as much time as I wanted. Though there were two other ladies present behind registers when I was ready...she insisted that she help me and proceeded to take my order from the wrong side of the counter. She then raced to the other side and said..."I will help you even though Im not on the clock anymore" Errrrrrrrr Not logged in to a register she booted the girl beside her from her register and asked me what I would like. Still deciding I gazed at the menue board and scratched my head tossing my hair in my typical University of Richmond Girl way. She interupted my decision making to stop my from playing with my hair..." Please dont do that ...It drives me crazy!" At this point...Im looking for Andrea because she should have warned me and I was hoping she was standing by the nearest exit. Nope...her ass is sitting down as if this was D-hall and we had all night to spend. I order and proceed to the drink bar to realize that she hadnt give me my cup. The boss catches wind and ask shim loudly...."WHAT THE HELL WRONG WITCHU" To make up for the her mistake she gives me two cups. I scurry off to my table quickly and realize that she didnt give me any sauce for my nuggets or ketchup. At this point...Im not interested in any further converstation with what seems to by a female. I summon over a guy that is an attractive blend of Nelly (Grill included) and LL Cool J and ask if he could do us the favor of getting some condiments so that we dont get further harrassed by the crazy gay girl. " Oh dont worr bout it...I gotchu" was his responce. Andrea and I laughed about the situation and tried to eat as fast as we could. We scurried out of there and got on the highway back to Richmond. Always an interesting time in Petersburg.

Thats the deal, thats the update... PEACE!!!!!!!!

CassandraGarnett: I'm going to her rolodex party on the 21st
ShoeGal322: NICE!
CassandraGarnett: I'm bringing 50 copies of my resume
CassandraGarnett: hahaha
ShoeGal322: lol...That's a good idea
CassandraGarnett: just kidding
ShoeGal322: resume on pink scented paper
CassandraGarnett: lmao
CassandraGarnett: no....
CassandraGarnett: argyle print
CassandraGarnett: lol
ShoeGal322: omigosh - lol...u and ur argyle
CassandraGarnett: :-D
ShoeGal322: maybe u could do argyle in rhinestone on ur face - (ur ringdance idea)CassandraGarnett: LMOA OMG
ShoeGal322: :-P
CassandraGarnett: >:o
CassandraGarnett: Erin...
ShoeGal322: I'm laughing too - remembering how effing serious you were about that
CassandraGarnett: don't front you know your gonna do that at your wedding!
ShoeGal322: o yes...
CassandraGarnett: It was a good idea!
CassandraGarnett: it still is!
CassandraGarnett: watch
CassandraGarnett: you'll see it somewhere!
ShoeGal322: lets just say don't add that idea to your resume

An excerpt from a convo with my Soror and dear friend Erin Bagly!!!! That bought on a laugh that you just cant express through emoticons and phrases like "LMAO" . I miss the class of 05 so much! They kept me sane and I love talking with them. Sam sent me a link to this survey that determines which Flavor of Love girl you are....I'm Hottie....don't ask....but it had me dying and I had to put it in the profile for others to enjoy! She gave me a good pep talk the other day about the whole job search thing. In my industry...you just don't report to the CDC for an interview in February, its much more difficult than that. No diss to others but, I just wish it were more simple but I'm waiting patiently and saying my prayers like the God fearing Young Women I am.


I'm going to Julees rolodex party and I'm so excited! I know I'm gonna meet some really interesting and intelligent people in the industry and I'm ready to learn. Beyond that I'm gonna get to chill with THE JULEE WILSON! She's a celeb in my book so don't hate on the capitalization... pray you make it to that status!

I don't know what to say my friends who have graduated either have some real sympathy for my sorry little behind or they are just true friends. I went to The Funny Bone with Erica on Friday night and saw Bill Belemy. He was hilarious and so was the drunk white lady who was reverting to her college days. She of course was wasted and got called up to the stage. Margauex... her name was... was celebrating a birthday and was clearly getting loose. As her friends took pictures with their phones of her trying to back it up on the opening act Erica and I laughed. Erica is definitely my homie. If I want the real...I can always get it from her. She will always tell me when I'm headed on a road to getting played. Her favorite term ...." You aint gon end up with nuthin but a dick in yo mouth!" gives me those oh so comforting warning signs of when I may want to rethink something. Friday she was telling me the deal on managing my finances. I appreciate it though cause she's really good with money and saving. In her free spirited/ unabashed way she takes care of business and has a plan set up for everything. She's thought it over...Contemplated the pros and cons... gotten second opinions and handles her business like the grown ass women she is. I respect that...there are so many things I respect about my graduates...they really set an example for me while allowing me to be myself and do me. I don't feel like I need to conform or convert to any way of mind around them and I really feel like they like me for me rather then what they think they know about me or the way I look. (even though Erica thought I smoked weed because I was from Highland Park........... we got over that, and now were great friends! )

I hate to seem like such a groupie for my friends that have graduated but they are really doing the damn thing!!! Two are working on senatorial campaigns, two are cheer leaders for NFL teams( while holding serious jobs) Three are in law school, one teaches... is engaged ...and owns her own home, one works for one of the leading women's magazines and was just promoted on a job she's only been on for a year or so, and the other works a real damn job telling other people how to keep their shit tight.... I mean...who wouldn't aspire to follow the pathes these ladies have made.

All I wanna do is add one more path for my friends that are underclasswomen to follow. If you want a career in the arts/ fashion...go for it, don't let your environment or the mediocrity that everyone else settles for dictate what you choose for yourself.

Smooches

Disclaimer

I was looking at my last post and I must have been on that cheap crack! I didnt even finish the last sentance and will someone beat me over the head with a grammer book because I was speaking like an 8th grader on black planet! I was really tired though and I just wanted to drop a few lines so thats my disclaimer!


I had a convo with my teacher today and I got the thinking about what I write in my blog. I stand by all my words. They are the truth about how I feel about things and I stand by my words no matter how outrageous, harsh, misspelled, grammatically incorrect or just plain wrong they are. Im young and someday I'll look back and say "What the hell was my point??" or "Thats a really silly way to look at ___________". I dont wanna waste time thinking about who feels what about what I say, I wanna be young and free and foolish and YES close minded!!!

That only means I have room to grow and mature and become open minded about things and thats far far better than growing up way too fast.

So There!

Hmmmmm

This week has been like hell week. I am proud to say that of all the things I had to get done I have done most of them in a timely and satisfying period. Between NGOMA and Ivy Week...I've been running back and forth between supporting my Sorors and Dancing my heart out!

Im tired and all I wanna do is crawl into bed and read the April HARPERS. I finally got a few of them April mags....Im so behind but I've been so busy I haven't even had time to have my usualy montly Barnes and Noble trip with my homie Grace!

I kinda went off in my last blog but I hold true to everything I said. Everyone wants you to satisfy them first until they are full/done then you can use whatevers left for yourself. Im done with that kind of behavior. Im really all all alll about me these days and doing what I said/really want to do. I really need to go to bed but I've got tons of cleaning to do and an appointment with Joe Testanie at the Career Development Center in the AMthat I need to prepare for. I have to admit...Joe Testani could very well get it, I wouldn't mind making it my job to give it to him either! But you didn't read that here (smiles) I hope he helps me find a job b/c there has got to be more to life than the average job with the average pay and the average cubicle, and subsequently your whole being becomes average and average is the farthest thing from FABULOUS!


IM about to hit up the s

Seems the closer I get to Graduation the more real life gets. Times are hard yall and I'm really just trying to maintain.

Last night I had a dream that my Mom called and told me that my Uncle had past away. He's been in the hospital for about 3 weeks now and I'm just getting to speak with him. He said he feels better than when he came in but he has no appetite therefore is not eating therefore feels weak. I remember hearing the words come out of my Moms mouth and crying in my dream. I was so upset I kinda woke up disturbed. I was glad to hear he was doing well though cause I really need him to be around. My Uncle takes care of my sister and my sister isn't in her best state either. She too is sick and really needs someone to be there with her. My Uncle is the type that says what's on his mind and tells the truth which many people cant take or refuse to take, so he's not at the top of the family totem pole. He's up there though, cause at the end of the day he's telling the truth weather you wanna believe or not. But you know how it is when you wanna do what you wanna do and don't want anybody telling you your not doing the right thing. I'm so glad he's doing better though and I hope that they let him come home soon cause I really would rather him be at home than in the hospital.

My family hasn't ever experienced death really and I don't know how I could take another death in my family. The other thing is I hate to make it so selfish. Its not really about how I could take another death or what effects it would have on me or any of that, cause the truth of the matter is the loss wouldn't be in if I couldn't graduate cause I needed time to get over it, or if anything else in my life went array because of a death. No the loss would be in loosing my uncle who has guided me and acted as a father in the absence of my own. Yeah yall this is when life gets real and all this shit about what to wear, or being too busy, or why I permed my hair, or whose mad at who, or how many hours I work, or whose dating who, who I'm dating or not dating, if so and so calls me back, and if my friend is upset over blah blah and blah.......... and whose drama is going on and which teacher is tripping, and trying to figure out what the hell is wrong with so and so, and why the hell they gotta do things the way they do, and who I have to satisfy this time, and who thinks I'm a BITCH, and trying to be nicer and trying to be more approachable, and not cursing so much, and trying to be sensitive to people because EVERYBODY CANT TAKE MY ATTITUDE... and all that shit goes right out the damn window. And it pisses me the hell off to think that I let all that shit cloud my vision, distract me, or even become the slightest bit of important. That's the thing that I hate about college because its the farthest thing from real life. Its a fucking circle of lame ass people who don't have the gotdamn sense enough to know that life is much bigger than these issues and we all just have to walk around fronting like were the hottest shit on earth and cant have humility and compassion for one another...not just when were down but when were up too!!!! For every good person there's someone better!!!! We cant celebrate our individuality we have to gage ourselves on what everyone else is doin. This shit is so wack!!!!

The closer Graduation gets the more I see that life is real. Your real friends emerge and the ones that aint about shit become more and more hazy so that in the end you cant even find them when you remember them. The more I see how needy this environment makes us...how needy we are of each other and things and people and relationships to allow us to grasp some sort of identity and being. What do you have? Who do you know? What are you doing? What do I have? What do I know? Where am I going? All this tit for tat shit has got to go... I'm so tired of dealing with people who don't have an original thought in their damn minds. I mean... once we get out of here what the hell are you gonna do if you aint got nobody to bite/lean/depend/rely on???????? I know....your gonna find another group of people to validate yourself with. And I do it too... totally not exempt from this whole rant about weak ass minds cause I find my self in that same lame ass spot sometime.


The closer Graduation gets the more I see life is real... I had to do my loan exit interview for financial aid and I was like WTF????? I have a couple thousand dollars to pay back and that shit is about as real as real can get. Especially for a graduate who finally realizes that the glamorous life takes a good ten years to achieve! No matter who the hell your Momma and Daddy know or whose Law/Grad school you end up in! Please...cause your gonna be sitting in somebody's class SHOOK cause the SOCRATIC METHOD IS COMING FOR THAT ASS...and long gone are the days of BS'ing your way through a 50 min class only to repeat the things your teacher said to you in class just days earlier in the 5-7pg paper that you got an extension on cause you had too much other stuff to do.

The closer Graduation gets the more I see life is real cause this right to passage comes with rules that apply all along but don't get enforced until May 14,2006 or May 13, 2007 or May 11, 2008 ! Like saying I DON'T KNOW....People THAT IS NOT AN ANSWER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! If you don't know state your means of finding out!!! At some point you gotta take some responsibility and make a way of your own!!! Letting somebody else pick up the the pieces is no longer acceptable.


The closer Graduation gets the more I see life is real... so I feel like living it up because when you think about all the stuff I've been talking about, College is the only place that this foolishness can take place. When you get out there its hard work and catching a good time or a good laugh when you can....cause otherwise you got things to do and life to handle and ultimately A God to satisfy and many things much bigger than anything, anything, anything that's going on around campus.

Spring Break Wrap Up....Glad thats over!

You've heard about her before but I had to dedicate this one to Sam. God....it we lived in Meideval times Sam would be a jesture or something... the girl is just funny all around. I still laugh out loud at some of the jokes she makes and Im soo sooo soooo sad that I cant remember them all. I miss my Sam and Erin and Krystal, and Erica and Shannon and especially Jos! They made school so much fun and so bareable.
Anyways, a visit from Sam was just what I needed after the hectice weekend I had. I worked Friday and Saturday and left Richmond very early on Sunday morning to go to Northern VA for my sisters burial. Emotianally Spent..... we spent the better part of Sunday at the Wake wich was hard seeing her. She looked grand as she always does and it was terribly upsetting to know that shes not gonna be around anymore. Her youngest daughter arrived and it was harder to have her in the room. I cant bare to think of what she will do without her Mom. She held up well though and I admired her strength for a 15 year old. I promised Wendy's Mom that I would visit her when I get up to New York. Shes a little old lady that lives in the Bronx and will make a joke at anyones expense. At lunch she leaned over to me and asked me if I had ever seen a Madea movie. I said yes and she said "Doesnt that lady behind us look just like her?" I almost fell out at this 70 year old women talking about people. She was great and I cant wait to get up there and have fun with her. We layed Wendy to rest and Im glad that everything went well and that she can rest in peace.

My sister kept dragging her noisy ass kids around and it was getting on my nerves. I love my niece and nephew but they need to get beatings much more often. They arent really BAD so to speak but they are just little and little kids belong at home until 7 years old.

I was so tired, actually, I am so tired.

I still have so much to do and Im not exactly recovered from the weekend. I hate school and I cannot waite to graduate. I applied for a few jobs and I have an interview coming up on Thursday so wish me luck!!!! Its a pretty good one that I would like to get actually so if all goes according to plan then I will be in the city by the end of May! Of course if thats what God has planned for me! but... we will see Im done with just about everything and cant wait to move on. All I wanna do is change my status on facebook from undergrad to Alumunus and put on my graduation dress(which I bought this past weekend....supercute!) walk across that stage and start packing up the U-Haule cause Im DONZO!!!!

Parents Just Dont Understand!

So today my Mom flipped out on me over a very very unimportant subject. She was in my dorm room chilling with me for a bit while we killed time before she took me to work. I told her before I opened the door

" This aint no museum so dont be lookin all around oggling at everything!"

It was about an hour and a half before she made it over to my bookcase wich has a bit of my dry food items. There beside the oatmeal and excess condiments was my bottle of Apple Smirnoff and a bottle of Long Island Ice Tea Pre-Mixed. She laughed it off and asked me why I had it. My reply was simple, I have a drink every now and again and IM 21 so I can do that!

Much later...at leaste 9 hours later, I get in the car to go home and she starts flipping out on me about being a drunk and acting like the campus drunkards that I always complain about. I must say that I was very much appauled! If you know anything about me you know that I am faarrrrrrr farrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr farrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr from a drunk! I may have a drink when Im out at a club or out to dinner with my friends but never ever ever am I drunk, wasted, tipsy, out there, or even exhibiting the slightest bit of intoxication.
I was pissed off at the way she jumped to conclusions about my drinking habits by just seeing a conceled bottle of alchol, that hasent been touched since mid semester FIRST semester!!!! Not sitting on my cup coaster on my desk with the lid off, not turned over on the floor...no just closed and on the shelf up with all the bottles of water. With friends who drank(heavily) in high school, friends who started drinking their freshman year at The Row, and friends who now cant even handle one drink without starting to show signes of unrulyness, I am far from a hazard or anyone that she should be concerned with.

My take is....Im graduationg from The University of Richmond( and yes that may sound snobbish but shit...its a GREAT feat!), I am not pregnant, I work my ass off , and rely on her for very little yet, she still cant give me my props. Whats the deal???

Im sure this is simply some mood swing that she is suffering from but she went on to say that Im gonna learn, the million "Gotdamn" times she told me to wear my hat and gloves and a scarf are gonna come back around and Im gonna learn when Im in the windy streets of New York and that wind hits me!!!! ( I lauged, which fueld her fire, Be serious Ma' hat a gloves???)

Yeah Ma' Im gonna learn, Im gonna learn!!!


I love my Mom with all my heart but parents just dont understand!


Goshhhhhhhhhhhhh

Wendy Salaam

Today has been one of the most hectic days all semester. I worked from 12-5 and babysatt from 5:30-12. A full 12 hours of work, plus only being limited to breathing out of one nostral and wearing shoes that are sooo sooo cute but hurt sooo sooo much. I thought since they were flats and Enzo that they would be comfortable, but these feel like theyre from Payless! And I can only imagine what types of markes theyve put on my already not so attractive feet. Oh well...


On a much much more serious note, a member of my family has passed. The first for me in terms of being old enough to understand the emotional ramifications. Wendy Salaam, was the daughter of my sisters father and a beautiful and strong women to admire. My three older sisters know her much more than I do since they grew up with her daughter. I however was born subsequently and did not get to enjoy her in all her spledor half as much as they did. A women who never failed to send a christmas present to the often forgotten, slightly darker, addition to the Brown Girl Trio. For some a christmas present doesnt seem like much but in a family of four with one parent( a MOM who works her butt off for her children) a simple present means so much. Beyond being the first person in my family to pass for me, I feel worst...more like SHIT, for not appreciating this women for her kindness the way I should have. After years of presents and cards and well wishes this women this pass year rushed out on Christmas Eve to get me a present when I unexpedetly dropped by her home with my sister , and me being the silly little self diluted egomaniac has yet to send her a thankyou card for the gift she gave me. I even had the audacity to give it away before I had even thanked her for it. I feel like shit..... I hate to think that she has left this earth without knowing how grateful I am for her kindness. I only hope that my prayers go up and out to her as she goes up to heaven.

To think of how hard I am on my Sorors about making sure that they understand how serious this sisterhood thing is, proclaiming that I have this sisterhood thing down pack, when in reality I let one of my own BLOOD sisters slip by without telling her how much I love her and how much she means to me. I feel horrible. In my family there is no such thing as a half sister....Its blood all the way .

It sucks to have this be the realization that nobody is promised tomorrow. All those cliches about dont put off for tomorrow what you can do today are true, theyre not just clever statements for your parents to annoy you with.

Wendy, may you rest in peace, I love you

I might not have ever said it, I might not have ever shown it, but hopefully now you know it.



Peace Yall

Taking A Moment

Since spring break has officially begun, I thought I might take the time to write a few words. Im so glad to have the time to take for myself and to get some work done. Of course theres so much work to be done and one week isnt that much time but at least I dont have to go to classes. Just slanggin those khakis at the GAP and trying to develop an idea into a clothing line...thats what my breaks gonna be about. Hopefully, I'll be able to get up with friends that have crept off my radar for a moment but we will see.

THE S.Dot Clancy is due to visit the U of R next weekend and Im excited, cant wait to get back to the days of yester Rho Mu. I miss my 2005 graduates but Im ready to be a graduate myself. Senior year is the worst and best at the same time and I cant decide if I want to retreat to the comfort of my quint little dorm room or venture out into the oceanic spaces called the real world. I dont know....

Im sick...and it sucks, I think Im gonna shower, takes some meds and watch Wildin Out till I fall asleep. I work all day tomorrow.

Peace

Rambling on about nothing and everything at the same time

My eye has been twiching for the last two weeks I look crazy...like Im just kidding about everything I say... Im trying to send a secret message to everyone.

According to Mrs. Kennedy...someone is coming to visit me... In the past I would have hoped that it would be Mos Def but Im feeling very Keisha Cole about him..."I changed my mind...I dont love [him] no more!!"


...I hope its my niece thats coming to visit me. She left me the most adorable message on Saturday...

" Hiiii...Hi Aunt Cussaanja...I loooouuuoove you."

My heart melts everytime I play it...my sister in the background coaching her and my nephew in the background cooing.


God...I feel like Im stuck in a class I hate and its a nice day outside and everyone else gets to play outside except me. Like I got blamed for talking in class and it wasnt even me and now the teacher is making me miss recess all because of someone else...but they get to go outside and I have to stay in... and its sooooo nice outside and all I wanna do is have fun ...I mean damn..Can I go play now??

Mos Def Isnt That Cute...I think Im over him

I'll explain later...I need to sort out my feelings

:(

Valentines Day and other catching up.

I had a really nice valentines day to be valentineless, lol. I basically went out with my sorors to have Thai at our favorite place. We had fun and as usual the food was great! The whole day started off kinda weird and ended up nice though. I heard from a long lost valentine and had a long convo that kinda resulted in a truce and me letting down my "Im done" guard...though Im considering putting it back up for good measure. My "so called" valentine phoned early for good measure and just to bullshit me but I peeped his game and cut it off early and went back to sleep.
I skipped Finite(my first time...no sweat) and decided to sleep in. I figured I'd take the day to do what I needed to do so that I could have more sanity in my life. That's the plan these days...take care of what's important and screw the rest! I guess you could call that my valentines day resolution...one I plan to keep much better than those new years resolutions. I finally got my shirts embroidered and I took care of a few other over due to do's and took the rest of the day easy. Dinner was followed by me skipping Ngoma( yeah I said it....shoot me!). I chilled more...as if I hadn't been chillin all day and did more work... or pretended to be doing work. (kinda like now) I actually enjoyed my day, I rested and took care of myself which is the first step in self love. This years was probably the best valentines day I've had single...( and in some cases attatched)...and though I had to buy my own Ferrero Rocher, they still taste the same and I slept just as nicely alone as with someone.



There goes that single women's bullshit again...Oh well.


The rest of the week flew by... which explains why I'm writing about valentines day on the Sunday following. Work...school...class...its all getting too hectic and I'm having to prioritize like WHOA! Don't get it twisted...I still get my procrastination time up in there.....Oh I know what's important and what can wait until the last possible minute...yall know how I do...always on my own time!



Before I go I have a question.....


Do I look like New York from Flavor of Love????
Flavor Flav is proof that there is a match for everyone in the world!
The way things go these days...shit... I should find out if there's gonna be a season two flave may be my match, I could be his mistress!

Flaaavor Flaaaaaaaaaaaaaavvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvvv!!!!!!!!!!

"Something New"

February is here and I'm so glad because now I can have a legitimate excuse for being overly excited about Valentines day!!! I know I'm pretty lame but I just love holidays like this! NO... I don't have a valentine but I know I love myself and that's all that matters. Don't get it twisted. I could use one but I'm satisfied with the love I have for myself. (doesn't that sound like some single women bullshit??? ) The plan is to get all dressed up and go out to have drinks and desserts with some sorors on Tuesday and to buy myself some sexy unmentionables and a set of really nice sheets for my valentines night. No guest, just me and my bed and lots of rest. I've also been in better spirits since the first of the month. Who knows why, but I'm getting a lot more done that I have in the last three weeks. Snaps for me!

I calculated with Danielle the other day that there are exactly 10 weeks left in the semester and 10 weeks left in our college careers. A bout of crying hit me last night as I rode back from Ring Dance with Andrea. It was like seeing things from a really mature stance. Hearing Andrea talk all about how Ring Dance was a waste of time and money and wishing that she had kept the $50 she had spent on the six tickets for her parents to come walk her down the stairs, take a picture and pick up a ring. And though I could have told her this, considering how quickly My Mom, Dwight and I left after I did that whole jig last year, made me feel really old. I teared up in the car on the way to Wendy's but was met with an unfriendly tone from Andrea, who "Wooohooo"ed me and kept it moving.

I had a lovely day today out with my girls, Tonia and Danielle Torain. Tonia's my Homie but Danielle has been a good friend since freshman year-ish. Always sweet, always sensible and just plain lovely to be around. After seeing "Something New" with them earlier (the second time for me) we discussed dating white men. Sanaa definitely had her reservations in the movie as she was presented with Brian, but he did have his attributes of fine-ness. Not to spoil the movie but he was working it, I mean he was painting toe nails, snuggling, APOLOGIZING, I was like Damn! Can I get one of those in Black???? LOL .... Anyway... We discussed it on our way to Carytown. Tonia bought up the point that white men have pink nipples ( and wewe's Danielle noted) which is a good point, but if he can apologize and speak his mind at the same time without bearing the weight of the world on his shoulders than I have to give credit where credit is due. Maybe that's the way it should be. Since black men and women usually have to deal with so much to make it through life, maybe black women should date white men? I mean, some of our brothers have already figured this out, especially our brothers at the University of Richmond. Maybe two people treading so heavily through life being black in a white world aren't meant to me together. Its sort of a double negative maybe? Long story short.... Its open season on the brothers of Sigma Alpha Epsilon OKAY!!!! Forget the Cherry Lounge, 534, and all these Greek Parties..... I'm going to the Lodges next weekend. Let me get my best flip flops, halter top and denim skirt together.... Maybe I will have a valentine after all.

Smooches

Destiny's Child

So, as usual, there is way too much going on. Oddly enough there really isnt anything going on at all. All I know is Im busy and I would rather be in New York. Which translate to theres nothing new going on with me. Im getting adjusted to classes finally this third week and they all seem mostly cool. Finite Math, Textile Design, Urban Practice and Policy Major Seminar, Honors Thesis( A Bitch), & Interdiciplinary Studies Thesis. All cool classes for the most part. Honors Thesis is gonna kick my ass. My advisor told me a few weeks ago...
" Yeah, I know spring semester for seniors is supposed to be a piece of cake but for you, not so much. I mean, you will have fun, but not until like the last three weeks. Your work could really send you somewhere but you have to put the work in and I believe you can do it. You just have to become a Nun for the next 6 weeks or so. Or 10 weeks or so. "

Im glad to hear that he has confidence in me but I am suffering from a serious case of senioritis. I have never slept so much in my life. I cant seem to figure out whats going on with me but I really want to get it together. The worse part is that there are signs every damn where saying "Cassandra now is not the time to be lazy!" Between my Mom, and Sisters... Gosh. Take my hororscope in Harpers for example.

"Midmonth you will be offered a career change(YAY); exercise your independence, and don't wait for others to join you in your new adventure(CAN THE CHURCH SAY AMEN) If you get down to business, those travel plans in the near future may be more possible than you thought.( I.E. NEW YORK) And by attending to your professional life now(YES MOM, GOSH) , you will soon have the leisure time to mend a romance and make it even better than before. (I.E. NO VALENTINES DAY WEEKEND GETAWAY)"

I mean, its plain as day, printed in black and white, page 60 of Harpers Bazaar, which is the next best thing to the BIBLE!

I was watching Pastor Lance Watson of St. Pauls Church from bed on last Sunday(cause getting up before 10 is alot to ask of me) The sermon was all about Gods Favor and its effects on your life and those around you. He also talked about how we think that just because things are not changing the way we want them to change, their isnt any change going on and that God is never idle, HE'S ALWAYS UP TO SOMETHING.

The way I see it... God meant for the February Issue of Harpers Bazaar to come to me. He is fully aware that each month I cant function without the latest issue of my fav magazines. They inspire me, they keep me company(I know Im lame), and they give me something to look forward to every month. So I figure, its not the fact that my birthday is June 12th and Im a Gemini that made me get that message, that was just the way God chose to send it to me, so that I would hear it.

So maybe next year this time when Im reading Harpers again, I'll be in NYC (with a man apparently) living the life that Im destined to. Sounds good doesnt it. I'll try to step up my school and employment game so that I dont risk deferring from my dream. Pray for me yall!!

Off to ensure the fulfillment of my destiny

Smooches

Hyperlink

So I went to Hyperlink with Tonia on this past Sunday..... yes, I went to a club on a Sunday, just like a real New Yorker. Actually the occasion was Freedom Classic, so Richmond was on and poppin... or at least on if not actually poppin. Plus no classes on Mondays or Fridays allows for extravagant weekend shenanigans. We had a cool night and the music was mostly good except for the bad speakers. Common was present and we got a good view of his sexy self! I danced so much, which isn't normal for me but since I'm not pressed out right now, I was going for broke. I keep reflecting on the fact that this is my last semester and for that reason I better live it up ! As I danced a guy protected by the darkness that is night clubs reached out through my circle and grabbed my hand. Now I'm not one to roll my eyes and suck my teeth, rather I would rather just say that I'm not interested or that I have a boyfriend in order to let a guy down easy. I'm not a fan of being a bitch to complete strangers, so I heard him out. " Owwww girl you so beautiful.... take my number..."( he pulls a card out of his pocket) Now at this point I can see that he's not the slightest bit attractive and from what my group is telling me by their looks, not ignoring him was a bad idea. He went on to say".... You so beautiful, take my number so I can take you shopping at Old Navy."





At first I was ultra pissed. I thought ...what the hell????? He could have at least lied and said some other store like Express or damn Dillards. I mean, what about me made him think I wanted to shop at Old Navy. I was not wearing a performance fleece or a graphic tee like some of the other skeet skeets present. Nothing against Old Navy, its in the Gap Inc. brand family but damn. And not to mention, I work at GAP so I can get a 20% discount any time I want dammit. It kinda hit my confidence. I mean, a lame is gonna invite me to have a shopping spree at Old Navy. Why didn't he just say Cato, or Fashion Bug.... Damn, Am I just a silly little self deluded girl thinking I'm something I'm not. I thought I deserved better, I thought was worth more. Not more money, or a better quality store but more value. I'm not sure what I want in a man but I don't want one who isn't willing to give me the best there is. My man doesn't have to be rich and buy my me $200 denims or anything like that but if Old Navy is all my man can afford..... don't make that your selling point. Gosh!

Recap, December 10th to now.

No blog in over a month!!!! I should be ashamed of myself. I know Sam is board out of her mind and all of you other folks who would rather not let on that you read Beautifully Deep are done with me and my silly antics.

But alas, I have returned and I have lots to blog about. I decided that I would separate them instead of doing one big one just so that its manageable for both me and my anonymous readers. Look forward to reading about the following events in the ab fab life of a Pretty Fashionista.

1. Hyperlink 1/15/06
2. The Cherry Lounge/Vivian Green/ and hanging out with Erica
3. A stretch of very haneouse days of absolutely nothing at all going on except a Omar Tyree book and long shifts at the GAP
4. New Years in NYC
5. More long stretches of haneouse days of absolutely nothing at all going on except long shifts at the GAP.
6. Species Analysis: The Man
7. Spontaneous trip to NYC for Christmas Spirit....Which I in tern lost.
8. The end of the semester.

Yeah, that's about all, I may add later if something comes to mind but that's about it. I'll start as soon as possible but right now its time to hit the sheets my man is waiting for me and I don't like to keep him waiting.




Just playing, just thought Id make it interesting for both you and me.

Peace.

blog blog blog

so much going on these days. Just completed the last week of my last fall semester. It's bitter sweet but more sweet than bitter. (LOL) Chillin like a villan right now, just because I can. I have lots and lots of things I could be doing but Im in a bit of a funk right now.
Im probably just tired. Even though I was finished with everything around 10:30 last night after Ngoma Practice(which was light) I stayed up with the Sorors talking on the phone like middle schoolers. I went to bed around 3:45 and had to get up for work at 9:30, so Im tired.

I had my show last night and it went ok. Thanks to everyone who sent me well wishes. My sweet sorors bought me pink tea roses which are on my desk right now. Thanks girls, you all always come through just when I need you!

I dont have much left. An extra credit paper for Group Comm., a final paper for Post Soul, and a entrance presentation of my line for Honors. Thesis. Basically I'll be chilling on campus ultra hard. Getting little things done and relaxing the way life should allow.

I cant wait to get to New York. Im still deciding when Im gonna go but Im going just to be up there for the Christmas season. Chill with my NY buddy and see my fam. I think I wanna go see the Color Purple on Broadway and the tree.

Done for now, I wanna take a nap before work.
lol
peace

Interesting

"Be very careful if you make a woman cry, because God counts her tears. The woman came out of a man's rib. Not from his feet to be walked on. Not from his head to be superior, but from the side to be equal. Under the arm to be protected, and next to the heart to be loved."

December 1, 2005

Gosh, Lots going on. Too much, way tooooooooo much.

My Christmas Tree is up (notice how I capitalize). I have to say, shes grand. Danielle and I went Tuesday to Target to get them. We planned on getting real ones but got extravagent with the decorations and figured a reusable tree for the same price was better. Espesh since we could use them next year for our apartment :) Sooooo, my tree is super cute as planned! Pearl garland, lights, and mini pink candy canes(sour patch flavored-my fav!) I treated myself to the big 27 piece box of Ferrero Rocher, Im exercising control with them though, I've only eaten the top layer. Snaps for me!
I decided that it would be an Advent Tree, so I would get myself a few gifts and wrap them up. Each week I would open one and enjoy it! Great idea, I know. I'll keep you posted on what gifts I get from myself.

I have to remember to blog about the kids I babysitt. I babysitt 4 little kids and each week could be an episode of a reality tv series. For example....
(Setting: Me at the sink washing dishes after dinner)
Elizabeth (4 year old girl): Cassandra.
Me: Yes Elizabeth
Elizabeth: Why is your skin so dark?
Me: Because I am black.
Kate(6 years old girl): Your not BLACK like my shoe
Elizabeth: No, her skin is dark brown, its not black

(Setting: Me at the dinner table while the twins eat their snack)
Elizabeth: Cassandra. Is your hair straight today?
(I guess she couldnt tell)
Me: Yes
Elizabeth: Well, you can make your hair straight like mine, but you cant make your skin light like mine!
Me: No Elizabeth, I cant.

(Setting: Me in the kitchen cooking dinner)
Elizabeth: Why is your skin so dark?
Hannah(4 year old girl, twin of Elizabeth) Is your mothers skin dark?
Me: Yes, it is. It would have to be in order for me to be black.
Elizabeth: Your mother must live in a place close to the equator.
Me: Yes, she is from a place close to the equator.

All seperate days might I add. They seem to have lots of questions about blackness and I find it a little funny. Anyway, I'll have to blog about them at some point. The 9 year old is the most fun, I'll fill yall in soon.

My show is in less than a week. Im nervous. I hope it comes of well. Say a prayer for me please .

Moment of silence



















































OK. Lets keep it moving

I am an employee of the GAP Inc. May I help you???
I enjoy it, the work is pretty easy and the people are mostly cool. A few biotches, but my boss is super sweet and always looks out. I love being at the mall all the time. Im spending a little much these days but Im also working mad hours so hopefully I'll still be in the black when I remember to balance the books. I have to get better at things like this. I went to renew my cell phone plan and the lady asked me how many minutes I use. I had no clue. I dont count....I just talk. She asked me how much I text message. I had no clue. I dont count.....I just text. I need to get that together before I graduate. Its not very grown womanish of me. I'll get it together.


AKA Party Tomorrow :) Dont know what Im wearing yet but you should come if your in the RIC!!!




Yeah, Im pubbing on my blog.


Have a good night. Of course I have work to do... whatever.
BTW I got a B+ on my Post Soul Paper entitled RIP Bling Bling. Snaps for ME :)

Night

Brace yourself, this is a loooooonnnnnngggg one.

Yeah, I've been busy, so I havent been on my blogging game like normal. So much to talk about, I dont really know where to begin.

The List
1. Homecoming
2. The Love Experience
3. 90's Party at Nancy Reagen
4. Christmas
5. The Love Experience Part II


1. HOMECOMING

Homecoming was outta control. I knew it was gonna be crazy but I didnt relize how crazy it was gonna be. Of course when everyone arrived we all just fell back into place like we'd never left and we all still lived in North Court. I ride by that place sometimes and it seems so odd. Its not the same without my girls there, and Im sure if I still lived there it would be like desolate land. Come to think of it, I only know of two black people who live in NC. Its crazy how times change. S. Dot arrived on Friday while Danielle and I were at Wanda's Chi'ing it up. Dumb ass Sam didnt tell anybody except me when she was arriving. What an idiot, she knows damn well I dont have a car!!! HOW was she planning on getting to campus. Anyway, Danielle being the true sister she is saved the day. We chilled at Upscale until it flowed like the WG's (don't worry, no identity crisis here!) and laughed at those hair books where the people allow "beuticians" to "do" rather... create monstrosities on the tops of their heads in the name of style. We laughed at the two red head haters that work at Wanda's . Ragedy Anne and Andy usually sit in their chairs, waiting on some thug to come in for their braids to be re-done. When I emerge from the dryer with my hair staning on end, they usually snicker like the biotches they are, but by the end of my visit the only thing they could do is stare . Cassy B 1 other bitches none!

Friday night, some of us attended Alpha Eta Sorors Pink Ice Ball. A very nice affair I must say, except for the girls getting their eagle on in prom dresses. Tons of fine a** frat as usual and good music. Sam, Keisha and Kim B. came to rep those Spider Alum and we had a nice little time two stepping conservativley, the way Rho Mu usually holds it down.

Saturday our Homecoming Celebration came of flawlessly. Seeing everyone was splendid and I wish it could have lasted longer. To see Sorors with children, careers, living fabulously, I felt so inspired. A little sad that my E-Money couldnt make it but I knew she was handling business up at law school. I joked with her the other day about the big things shes doing. ERB for President we joked, lol. Mrs. President, I dont think its necessary to have pink leather interor on Air Force One. LMAO. Didnt go to the game because shopping is more fun to me than anything else in the world. House shopped with Erica for most of the evening and had a good time actually. I cant wait to have my own place and do it like its supposed to be done! Im so proud that shes buying a house, I cant wait to see it! When I get there,Im gonna be outta control. Saturday night, I hung out with the grown folks as usual and went to a few clubs. Its Richmond so you gotta go to a few before you find one thats half decent. We landed at the Cherry Lounge which was hosting its 30+ night. LMOA!!! Dont worry, there werent any old men trying to hump me but there were lots of skeet skeets everywhere which crazy outfits on. With a drink suggestion from my ADP I partied to that standard Rho Mu two step and laughed at Sam and Erica. "Is that a stegasourus" LMAO Sam is outta control!!!!! There were really some sights to be seen. Romney kept us laughing at her crazy dancing, and when a guy I recognized from high school came by and asked to take a picture of us I kinda ignored him. Romney said yes so I took the pic. When he handed me a 35mm camera I proceeded to snap a photo but realized he hadnt wound the camera up. Not sure what he wanted to take ictures for. Maybe he was making a scarp book or some shit? Anyway, Sunday Sam peaced early that morning and I was sad to see all the alum go. I'll make it to the homecoming game when Im an alum. It will be grand, Ill come back all fab like my sorors did this year and maybe even cheer the Spider Football team on. We'll see though


2. The Love Experience

A friend of mine keeps telling me Im too busy for a man. He says if I had one, Id never have anytime for him. The truth of the matter is I know exactly how to cater to my man. My friend listed in his away message all these things he would do for his woman. Rub her feet, run her bathwater, buy her chocolates, give her a messag. While all that is fine and good, what really would make us happy is if men did some useful shit. Don't buy me chocolates!! Buy me a #3 from Wendy's when I miss D-hall or have to stay up late doing a paper! Dont give me a messag, call when you say your gonna call and come when you say your gonna come so I dont have to get all tensed up in the first place. Dammitt...... ok do messag me but, the point is, those conventional ways of pleasing women that you see on tv dont really work. If Im pissed at you, a bath is the last thing I want, do some other thoughtful shit, like coming correct from JUMP!!! I just feel like mens concepts of women are so skewed. THey dont reallyknow how to communicate with us and therefore they dont know what we want. Now I know half the time I dont know what I want, and I dont want ladies to think they get off the hook in this relationship jig but come on guys, if you keep looking to tv for you game, what do you expect. Your not making your self any better than the next guy by saying you run bath water and buy chocolates and flowers.


3. 90's Party at Nancy Reagan

So I went out with some friends from senior thesis and costume design. I'd had a convo with my girl Lauren the other day about my obsession with Asian boys, and she put me on to the Fresh Kicks Crew that frequents Nancy Reagan. The Fresh Kicks Crew is a group of Asian boys who specialize in either making or buying the flyest of fly sneakers. When we arrived at Nancy Reagan I was a little concerned. I'd tried to get my friends to go to this place a while ago our sophmore year when they advertised their hip hop night on our campus. Gussied (as LV would say) we arrived at NR and decided that it wasnt exaclty our speed and it wasnt. We hadnt left the car yet so we took it over to another local club that we felt more comfortable with. NR was fun in a beatnick kinda way. The girls I was with werent beatnicks but they were cool girls. We danced to some of the best 90's tunes (Tootsie Roll, Push It(Salt and Peppa), and other 90's jams) I did spot a few Asian cuties. Too cool to dance, they sat on the wall and I danced with my girls and glanced every now and then. The floor was stickey and as usual the WB's and G's didnt have any spaciel perception, or rythem so I found myself having to stop everynow and then and close my eyes to get the beat back. We had a good time and really danced. It was a good time and I think I wanna do it again. Sometimes its good to get out of the dark booty shakin caves that we all know so well.

4. Christmas

OMG I cant contain myself. I am Sooooooooooo excited about christmas, its outta control. I really dont know what it is this year but I have a renewed excitement for the season that I cant wait to get started. Ive already put together my Christmas list and have an idea of who I'm buying what for. I got my cards last week and I cant decide if I want to do envelope liners or special closure tabs. It really is that serious. I have the music goin and I just bought more. Check out Ashanti's Christmas album wich really does the trick for me or Mariah Careys Christmas Album. Ive also been listening to the AOL christmas station alot it has all the good Temptation versions of Christmas songs that I love. I saw the gigantic tree at Stony Point and almost had a coniption!!! Grace and I were in Starbucks a few days ago and we turned around to see snow falling from the sky. I gasped in excitement and slight horor at the snow. When the Starbucks cashier informed us that it was a special that the mall was putting on every thursday at 7 at the mall to pump out fake snow to create a winter/christmas environment for the season I was relived and a little sad. I was def lookoing forward to being in my rooom all bunned up in my bed and the snow falling outside. I think thats what I love most about the holiday season. Therea alot of love and romance about the season that just isnt present in other times of the year. So, Im getting my Christmas tree when I get back from Thanksgiving break and the rest is down hill from there. I took a job at the Gap that Im kinda excited about b/c I'll get to be in the thick of all that holiday madness which I'd love. I get a nice little discount and the pay is decent too. Lets hope I dont give it all back to Gap and Banana by the time the season is over. Christmas is almost here yall!!!!!!!!!!

5. The Love Experience Part II

So I had a deep convo with my homie Tonia. She bought up a good point that I hadnt really considered in a while. Is it the person that we miss most now when we are single or is it the experience? The QT, the latenight convo's, the assurance that somebody cares and will take the time(even if they only do it because they are required by position to do so), the Friday nights togther??. Or is it the actual person that we miss. I think its the difference between loving someone and being in love. We concluded that its most imporant to take the time to know what you want from youself before you try to explain or get someone to do it for you.

Common said it best....

If Love is a place, Ima go again

At least now, now I know to go within

How beautiful Love can be

On the streets love is hard to see

Gotta reach that frequency

Loving You is Loving Me.

On that note, im gonna call it a night. Finally caught up!!! There Samantha, now go and rewind those pornos the old men returned late!!! LMAO

Lots and lots to blogg about, I promise I'll update this weekend.

Topics to update on

Homecoming :)
The Love Experience
90's Party at Nancy Reagen

Yeah, Nancy Reagan

Right now its time to hit the sheets b/c I gotta work in the AM. Dont know who I thought I was going out on a Thursday night, after NGOMA and Step Practice. Guess I had extra energy since I didnt go to class today ( Ashe wasnt gonna get the best of me today!!! I refused!) Peace Yall, I'll get it together.

My Hump

What you gon’ do with all that junk?

All that junk inside your trunk?

I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,

Get you love drunk off my hump.

My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,

My hump, my hump, my hump,

my lovely little lumps.

(Check it out)

I drive these brothers crazy,

I do it on the daily,

They treat me really nicely,

They buy me all these ice-ys.

Dolce & Gabbana,Fendi and then Donna

Karan, they be sharin’

All their money got me wearin’

Fly gearrr but I ain’t askin,

They say they love my ass ‘n,

Seven Jeans, True Religion's,

I say no, but they keep givin’

So I keep on takin’

And no I ain’t taken

We can keep on datin’

I keep on demonstrating.

My love, my love, my love, my love

You love my lady lumps,

My hump, my hump, my hump,

My humps they got u,

She’s got me spending.

(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.

She’s got me spendin’.

(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me,

on me, on me

What you gon’ do with all that junk?

All that junk inside that trunk?

I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,

Get you love drunk off my hump.

What u gon’ do with all that ass?

All that ass inside them jeans?

I’m a make, make, make, make you scream

Make u scream, make you scream.

Cos of my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.

My hump, my hump, my hump,

my lovely lady lumps. (Check it out)

I met a girl down at the disco.

She said hey, hey, hey yea let’s go.

I could be your baby, you can be my honey

Lets spend time not money.

I mix your milk wit my cocoa puff,

Milky, milky cocoa,

Mix your milk with my cocoa puff,

milky, milky riiiiiiight.

They say I’m really sexy,

The boys they wanna sex me.

They always standing next to me,

Always dancing next to me,

Tryin’ a feel my hump, hump.

Lookin’ at my lump, lump.

U can look but you can’t touch it,

If u touch it I’ma start some drama,

You don’t want no drama,

No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama

So don’t pull on my hand boy,

You ain’t my man, boy,

I’m just tryn’a dance boy,

And move my hump.

My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,

My hump, my hump, my hump,

my hump, my hump, my hump.

My lovely lady lumps

In the back and in the front.

My lovin’ got u,

She’s got me spendin’.(Oh)

Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.She’s got me spendin’.

(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me.

What you gon’ do with all that junk?

All that junk inside that trunk?

I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk,

Get you love drunk off my hump.

What you gon’ do with all that ass?

All that ass inside them jeans?

I’ma make, make, make, make you scream

Make you scream, make you scream.

What you gon do with all that junk?

All that junk inside that trunk?

I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk,

Get you love drunk off this hump.

What you gon’ do wit all that breast?

All that breast inside that shirt?

I’ma make, make, make, make you work

Make you work, work, make you work.

She’s got me spendin’.

Spendin all your money on me and spendin’ time on me

She’s got me spendin’.Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me.

"My Hump" by Black Eye Peas LOL

On Being Grown

When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.

I Corinthians 13:11

Im fine folks...really!!!!

Sometimes I wish I were more quite so that when did choose to be quite and reserved people didnt ask me a million and one questions about whats wrong with me. Im not a lier, if I say Im fine.... then Im fine..Or MAYBE I just dont wanna talk to you!
Dont force me to be mean and just say mind your own damn business!!!

But really, when I dont wanna talk or seem to be reserved let me be!! Dont start with the police interigation because it wont get you anywhere but snapped on and pissed at me.

Fall Break 2005 --- Fashionista Gone Wild

OMG Keyshia Cole's CD is speaking to me !!!!

FALL BREAK WAS REFRICKULOUS AND SPLENDIFEROUS!!!!


My last fall break of my college career. I went out with a bang as far as fall breaks go!!! NY, Philly, I'm a Jet Setter!!!

Caucus on Saturday was fun. We sat with some really cool Sorors from VState and traded stories about campus fun. Of course we were all in aww at the fun they get to have, while the best we could do was talk about our pow wows. Its all good though, we have fun in our own way, but it would be different if we were at a black school or prob any school except UofR. ERB surprised us and was there. I talked to her the night before and she didn't even tell me. I was so glad to see her. I needed a little motivation from my prophyte to get me through till homecoming. I'm so geeked about homecoming!!! I cant waite to see the all the Sorors for our 10th Anniversary!!! While Danielle and I were on our way back from PA we saw one of our alum on the road she honked and was so excited to see us!!! Nothing like a soror to make you muse at the splendor the sisterhood! (hmmmphhh)

So I rode up with Danielle to PA before I went to NY. Me her and our neo had a nice little ride up and I got to meet there parents again. It was really nice to see them and be in a different town. Before we went up we stopped at my sisters house to see it. She just moved in and the last time I had seen it was when it was bare wood beams and cement. The house is sick and I cant wait to be rich!!! Danielle and I went out Sat night and we had a nice little time just chilling and enjoying being 21. Sunday I went up to NY. If the city were a man Id marry him and give him all the kids he wanted (AND I DON'T WANT KIDS!!!) I mean,he could get it, have it and keep it for whenever he wanted it again. It was grand to be back in NY and with the current state of affairs I'm really feeling like pulling an S&TC type thing and dating the city for a while. I talked about this earlier but it seems like EVERYONE'S biological clocks are ticking and everyone needs to have a companion. Anyway, I stayed with Johnny Sunday night and had a good time with him and Patrick and his friends Hiyme and Michael. Brooklyn was at its finest and wind was blowing so hard that I got a taste of how my winter 2007 is gonna be. Better get a few more coats and some those lovely plum leather coach gloves I've been eyeing!

Monday I woke up when I wanted to(ahhh the joy of fall break) and went to the city. I hooked up with my AB FAB Perfect 10 and had lunch with her. Again another one of those great moments when a soror comes to the rescue and lets you know the deal on life, putting it into perspective and really acting as a role model. Lunch was fun and I cant wait to be up there so I can handle business the way she is. I shopped the rest of the day and ran around the garment district turning the charm up to the HOT PINK Dangerously Sultry level to wheel and deal my yardage prices as low as I could get them without tempting the Indian men into dragging me to the back of their fabric warehouses. I returned to Brooklyn to check out Johnnys Store and muse at all the things I wish I could afford. The BJ bag I had been eyeing since summer was finally at a price that wouldn't haunt me and send me spiraling into debt and calling into the Suze Orman Show for advise. Then the most heinous thing happens. A TOTALLY undeserving hooker comes in and swoops the bag out of my life. I was debating between the gold weathered Betsy Johnson tote which was only $100 from $236 or the Fresh Jacket that I had also fallen in love with over the summer and had seen on the likes of the illiterate Julisa of 106&and Park (YEAH I SAID IT, THAT BROAD CANT READ TO SAVE HER LIFE, COULD BET SEND THERE HOST TO SCHOOL FOR MEDIA COMMUNICATION OR SOMETHING???? dAMMIT mAN!!!) and some tip drill in the latest Sean Paul Video. Either way I could have walked out of NY with the BJ bag for damn near free including the lovely discount Johnny affords me or the Jacket I have been dreaming about since August. This BROAD is gonna ask "Is this real lether, cause I just bought a bag that someone said was real leather and it aint" BITCH!!!!! This is Betsey Johnson!!! not Payless or Kim Li in China Town!!! She paid with a $100 bill, clearly it was pay day b/c she didn't even have normal bills to make up the tax that I confirmed was standard procedure even for sale items, even though I wasn't really sure. I had to flee, I left and walked over to Forte Green to take pics of the Brownstones and dream about my future, check out my neighbors and see how pleasant my corner deli was when I needed something that I had forgotten the grocery to deliver. All were perfect and I headed back to the store to have dinner with Johnny and the gang at JOYA!!!


JOYA, the best Thai I've ever had in my life. The Chicken Kang Mousuman made me wanna slap my Momma and send her ass to cooking school, plus the 3Vodka and Cranberry's I had consumed had me really really really "NICE" ( Just learned about the difference between NICE and DRUNK-Thankyou Dante) So we chilled and made a ruckus singing SCISSOR SISTERS AND Gwen Stephani in the middle of Joya. I swear I had to use the bathroom like 4 times in the hour or so that we were there. I'm such a light weight (LOL) after we were full and I realized that anymore alcohol and I wouldn't be able to make it home we left and made the trek home. I remember Johnny and Patrick laughing at me cause I wouldn't let them carry my bags. I kept saying " IM A CITY GIRL.... I CAN CARRY MY OWN BAGS!!!" They laughed and we rushed home, Madonna was on TRL earlier and it was TVR'ed for us to enjoy. I slept for a while and in the AM headed over to the Port Authority for my ride back to PA.

I haven't had this much fun on a fall break since my freshman year and this definitely tops that !!!!


I got so much done. I finally got real African fabric for my line. I don't have to put up with that crap Hancock calls African cause its Orange and has a man beating a drum on it!!! (LMAO) I finally saw King of Prussia mall, (only the best mall I've ever seen on earth... better than Tysons Corner... YES BETTER THAN TYSONS!!!) I got my Trapeze Coat AND IT WAS ON SALE!!!!! CB 1 OTHER BITCHES NONE!!!! and I finally decided on the black Benetton shirt instead of the white or pink. I'm solid with it too Blacks the New Black they say and I look fly in it!!!

Now I'm back at the damn University of Richmond. Back to this grind, and all this other BS. MAY 14th, get your ASS OVER HERE!!!!!!

Just some things that have been on my mind ....

Its Friday Night and I'm in chillin soooooo hard. I love it because, I don't have to be anywhere, I'm not late for anything, and I don't have anything to do for anyone except myself. I'm getting some serious me time in and its long over due. I'm def gonna use this weekend wisely cause fall break is in a week and then its all down hill from there!! Tonight its all about getting organized and taking care of me then tomorrow its some work I've been meaning to do. Might hang out with Erica then back here to chill and go to my ACE's birthday party. She's turned 22 today and I cant believe it! I cant imagine turning 22, 21 was like whoa but 22 is GROWN!!!! I guess that's what its all about but I have some time until then, Junes a little ways off.
Its raining Cats and Dogs in the RIC and its bringing back sweet memories of when I had a man. The dreary weather equaled serious QT. Its all good though, I still have QT with myself, taking care of the things that will get me far in life. It seems like having a man is the hot topic right now. Soooooo many people are getting married to their boyfriends or having a man that its kinda crazy. Is everyone going through a midlife crisis or something???? I just don't get it. I mean marriage is something I hold sacred and I don't want no half steppin lame askin me for my hand with anything less than a little blue box in his hand. I had this convo with my sorors the other night as we digress from programs (lol) at our committee meeting /powwow. Promise rings, engagements and all that other crap... not now.... and as far as I'm concerned not ever! If you cant afford a ring for me where the clasp aren't bigger than the stone than forget it and just tell me your gonna be my boyfriend but "fuhreal fuhreal" LMAO Its not all about the ring but it represents a lot. It reps all that you know about me and all that you want for our relationship!! I'm sorry Kay, Finks, Zales, the gumball machine... aint gonna cut it. " I aint sayin she a golddigger, but she aint messin wit no broke nigga." Hey it bes like that

But seriously you have to look at it like that, you cant rush into things. Having a man aint all glory and holding hands and walking in the park, and whispering sweet nothings and crap, save that for GONE WITH THE WIND OR PRIDE AND PREDIGESTED. I feel like if you don't argue at some point(not everyday,but at some point) then HOUSTON WE HAVE A PROBLEM!!!! Everybody's quick to find a man, girls are going to such extents as to meet guys off the internet....FOR WHYYYYY????? Its not that serious. I mean we have a case in Richmond right now where a girl is missing and another is apparently dead( May she rest in peace) from being involved with an internet relationship. You never know who your messing with and it could land you in a spot that you don't wanna be in.

I aint prechin' folks, I'm just sayin take it slow and don't be ashamed to focus on yourself My Mom always says... out of all your mothers children you should love yourself the best!!! Cause at the end of the day, nobody can love you the way you wanna be loved but you!!


Off the soap box and laying it down

Ever Since I Could Remember I Been Poppin My Collar and They Better Put My Money in My Hand!!

Im in such a good mood! I better hold on to it.

The 3-6 reference....Yeah, Tonia again!


Trying to keep up with life. It doesnt stop and if you do it will move on without you. Thats something that we always have to remember. Ive been dealing with alot this past few weeks. There is so much going on with my family (good :o) and :o( bad ) but its all good I maintain! Ive been trying to keep up with school too. Trying to decide a path and all of those other senior things that have to be done. Its all about making dreams come alive now, fantasies have to come real now. Im on a grind thats out of controle but its working for me and Im feeling the benefit.


I heard from my professor that I got my grant for my thesis project!! Im so excited, I can do my show now and when I go to NY I can shop till I drop. Im not buying LoVu bags but fabric and buttons and dye and beads and ..... I could go on and on!!! I cant contain myself. Ill get to see Johnny and Patrick and visit all my favorite places :o) and if Im good I will get to do a little shopping for myself (wink wink)

I gotta go read myself to sleep but Ill holler later, Ive got lots of random blogging to do.

Peace Yall

Just A Few Words.....

I had a pretty good weekend. Lots of First Fam Love and chilling/getting things done. Caucus was grand and I love seeing Sorors! I dont know how we do it but AKA is really all the pretty girls, I just looked around at my sorors from my region and I wondered what was left on their campuses, cause everyone was just top notch! Anyway...the drive was good and the Pow Wow was fun. It was slightly odd being with out my Prophytes and my Sorors who graduated but it was all good. When we got back we chilled with some Frat and I just love them even more! Our Frat from BG did a poem for us and I almost attacked him! I mean DAMN, Im not a groupie but the words get me EvERRRRy TIme! And I quote.........

"...... a Masters in Kama Sutra...."

Dammitttt MAN! I love poetry and I just love a person who can understand and appreicate the value of a word !

Of course... As usual I got mad ish to do! Papers , Reading, Grant Proposals etc. too much! But I gotta get that Brownstone so I gotta get on my Academic Grind so I can peace!

I'll let Big Pooh help me get focused and maybe a little Coke will help me stay up.

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Shake That Laffy Taffy :)

That's my song now... Tonia's fault. She always puts me on to good music.

I'm off to Greensboro today for Undergraduate Caucus. I'm excited to meet more fab Sorors and to be on A&T's campus. Hopefully I'll get to catch up with an old friend of mine in the area and just chill with my LS and Neo's :)

I'm starting to get that graduation itch! I picked up my cap and gown for Proclamation Night and tried it on. I must say, GRADUATION IS SOOOOO ME! I cant wait to find a cute dress to wear underneath my robe so that after I walk across that stage in all my splendor, I can de-robe, de- mortar board, fluff my hair (fro' vs. straignt ---I haven't decided) and glide right into my graduation party in Keller Garden! Its official, I'm blowing this joint in T-minus 8 month's! Its gonna be a hard road between here and there but once its done I'm sure I'll be glad. We had our first party this past weekend and it was interesting to see so many people back who had graduated. There presence could only mean one of two things.

1. Post-grad life is so ultra wack that you cling to the last amusing thing you experienced
or
2. They are so ultra wack that they are clinging to the last amusing thing they experienced.


If you ever see my overage ass at an undergrad party snatch me up with the quickness and send me to the nearest Happy Hour/Bar Lounge. Somewhere where the age limit is 25 and up, and there are more chairs than dance space. I cant accept that post grad life is that lame. If it is than I will just have to stay in my house cause its all about progression NOT regression!

OK I have a problem :( Everytime I go out I end up spending like $100. I'm not quite sure how this came to be but I have a hefty stack of receipts that taunts me. I'm not in debt and my credit card isn't causing any adverse affects to my credit score but I just need to slow it down. There's always some shit to buy, or some damn thing I just gotta have. I look at it like this, I only live once and if I don't enjoy life now when will I? So YES to the Longchamp Bag, YES to the IPOD, YES to the Guess Sale, and YES YES YES to the Prada Perfume. Things don't make me happy but they do assist :) I think its my repayment for working so hard. I'm finding more and more that the Jamaican in me is coming out :( I have like 3 jobs and from what I hear I have that mean Jamaican girl thing down to a T! Not sure where it came from but I guess its in my blood. The good thing about it all is that though I may be spending a little more I have also been saving more, which balances everything out. I'm trying to plan out and project my future so that I can glide right in without any speed bumps slowing me down. I've decided I want a Brownstone in FortGreen Brooklyn. I wanna live BMS and have a small dog by the name of Mrs. Trixsy. Mrs. Trixsy and I will live alone in our 3 story brownstone with no one visiting but my fam, the grocery delivery guy, my sorors and a gentleman caller or two :) I've decided I want to be a work-aholic! I wanna put everything into my job and launch The House of Cassandra Garnett by 27! No kids, no husbands, no bothers!

Complete Otherness

Ever since I arrived on campus I have been going like crazy. Meetings, work, class, AKA. I don't know how I do it really. I don't even really know where to begin with this blog because sooo soo much has gone down.
I am currently in the midst of Rho Mu Week. This week will be the most grand Rho Mu Week that UR has ever seen. Tomorrow is thursday (or today is) and the craziness starts. Its crazy how much I love this sorority! I thought it would be fun and nice to participate in. You know do service projects here and hang with Sorors there, but it is really out of this world. I cant believe how much fun and growth I have had since I joined. I find myself more interested in doing things for AKA then my own work for school. I get it all done though. Don't get it twisted, the academics come first. A pretty dumb broad is not hot in anyone's book, especially mine. I love my Sorors, even though they get on my nerves sometime, I love them to death. They have really changed my life and I appreciate them for that.
The school year has started in full force. I mean back to back meetings, being double and triple booked and have projects and work that I have to rush and do. Monday I had a critique that lasted about 4 hours. I was going out of my mind! Im lovin senior thesis for art. I have my own studio and get to basically do whatever I want. I will be spending mad time there so I have it decked out Cassandra Brown style. Audrey's present contemplating Tiffany's Jewels and Foxxy Brown is repping for the black girls. Meetings are driving me crazy. The other day Grace tried to break bad on me because I wasn't coming to a bonnier meeting. To be real, I don't give two shits about ice breakers with the Freshman and going over the years calendar. All that crap can really be done over e-mail. Anyway her and Camisha really caught feelings, maybe cause I said "The world doesn't revolve around bonnier" You could hear them gasp, but I had to do it! I know theres a difference between being straight to the point and just plain not knowing what to say out your mouth and I was definitely in the straight to the point section. At the end of the day I take care of the business I need to take care of, everything else has just got to take a number and hope its their day cause its my Senior Year and I gotta look out for number one!
The funny thing about this year is that I am soooo soooo uninterested in socializing it only reiterates my whole bitch aura. If you know me, you know IM the nicest person that's on this campus but IM not up for the annual BC of dealing with bitches who still don't wan speak after 4 years of being here. People who have fell off the map and expect you to break your neck for them, and lets not forget the annual freshman show. Most of the freshies are cool but there's a group that I straight don't have the time for. IM all about helping people, but the attitude must be disgarded. In short the year should be interesting. I'll leave it at that. The Greek Drama has also managed to start already. Don't ask how, it just has. The sad part about it is that its always on some subliminal, punk b#@%& stuff.
IM sooooo ready to blow this joint and move to NY. IM hoping to get back up there by the third week of September. I miss my Johnny and I miss the city. I miss the diversity and I miss the realness of the place. Its all good, cause Im back there as soon as I can get there. I was thinking of taking the Chinese bus up and back for $60. I'll have to let you know how that turns out.
Our party is this Friday and Im SUPER excited. My dress is ready, my hair will be done tomorrow and all I need to do is get a push up bra. Just for a little assistance.


Night Yall, I promise to write more.
Holler

Peace Yall