My grandma on Christmas! Always the trendsetter, she is bringing back the Blossom hat!

I have been spending more time with my sister! She came over my house and I gave her a makeover, and yesterday, we went to see Django!

Daddy Love

Yesterday, my dad chatted me that he loves me.
I can't even remember what he said before or after that or what I could have said to make him say that.
My dad told me he loves me and my head is in the clouds.
DZ said I am too effected by not having a dad and pretty much need to get over it because none of us had dads.
This is true.
But to have not really ever had a relationship with him and he say that makes me feel some kind a way, more good than bad, than I can't describe.
LOL, I wonder if he can remember if he said it?
Either way, it has effected me.

Winter Woman

When I was in school this dude named Kevin told me that every year he made sure to get himself a "winter woman." This is basically a fat girl for the winter to keep him warm. This works, according to Kevin's theory, because fat chicks make BAD summer gfs. They don't like the heat. Can't fit on roller coasters. They hate walking. But they are great cuddle buddies for the winter. I didn't like him after he made that remark.
I say that to say this: I have had a small crush on the pizza delivery guy for about a year. He is from New Orleans. We chat about the city as I sign my receipt. But he has been generally uninterested. I can't blame him. I look horrible whenever he comes.
Tonight, as I sign my receipt, he is pretty much dancing on my doorstep because it is freezing and he doesn't have a coat on.
"You need a coat to keep you warm," I say, handing him my receipt.
"Naw, I need a girl to keep me warm. You got a man?"
"Nope."
"Yeah you do."
"Nope."
"Well you should let me keep you warm."
"Right." Smiley confused face.
By the time I got upstairs, he had already texted me. You have to give the pizza people your number when you order, and he'd called me to let me know he was on the way, so I knew he had it.
"Anytime," he texts me. I roll my eyes, not interested in him anymore just like I lost interest in Kevin. I have desire to be some lonely dude's winter woman.

Movie Night

I went to a premiere at Atlantic Station. They had the most beautiful tree up that put me in the Christmas spirit for a second, lol.

I don't know what is up with restaurants practically turning the lights off nowadays, but I had to take a pic of this cheesecake. It was the most delish piece of cheesecake I'd ever had, purchased at Ted's. Yummy!

Prayin'

I never really learned how to pray.
I mean, I know how to pray.
But I feel like there is an art to it that only old people know which is why stuff happens for you when your granny prays for you but not when you pray for yourself.
I need to learn how to old school pray.
My sister is acting a complete ass and is being going through this terrible teen phase.
I have got to pray her out of it.
My brother needs to go back to school...but owes them like $10,000 bucks.
I have got to pray him back into school.
I am not making enough money to live.
I have got to pray myself some wealth.
There is a lot of praying to be done, so I need to learn fast.

Christmas Party:)

Oh No

So...for some reason I decided I was going to abuse myself this morning and look at my friend's wedding and honeymoon pics on Facebook when I had avoided it for nearly a month. Oh man. Not feeling good. What a mistake. Thought I could handle it, but obvious not. I so lazy and content with typing this posting that I think I may just vomit right here at my computer. Yesterday I ate Hooter's wings and Haagen Daaz. It's not going to be pretty.

December's Curse

December is cursed.
It's a fact.
I had put a campaign together for this year to have a more positive December. I was going to have a good birthday. This December was not going to be riddled with tears and drama and awful.
And then yesterday I noticed that my computer charger is doing that thing where it won't charge unless it is sitting a certain way.
Eyeroll.
There goes my birthday money. I now have to get a new computer.
I woke up excited, now I just want to roll up in a ball and cry. I have to get a shitty mini by a brand I have never heard of just to be able to work.
I called the Geek Squad today. They babbled something about ordering parts and doing tests and blah blah blah. I am on my deadline, I don't have time to wait on parts!
Sigh.
Just more December bullshit.

Anxiety

I write to you early this morning from a deep place of anxiety after 5 hours of pretending to sleep.
At like 2 in the morning, the upstairs toilet overflowed, flooded the bathroom, and leaked down to the kitchen. It wasn't even that much water. I hope we don't have to move to another apartment, but I give it less than a month before there is mold if the repair men just do a patch work job.
I have diagnosed myself with MS.
And Parkinson's Disease.
I fear having a stroke.
I'm pretty sure I'm going to lose my job.
My brother has eaten a large quantity of my yogurt.
I am concerned about my oral hygiene.
I'M EXHAUSTED, WHIMPER WHIMPER.
I've gotten a case of the Decembers early.
Sigh.

Ice Cube - It Was A Good Day (HD)

Tomorrow will be the last day my brother is in town. I will have to catch
up on work and crap. Sigh. I guess I gotta make today a good day:)

Holiday

So Thanksgiving is over. I made it through without losing it. Black Friday is today. I am staying in to save my money and my life from those discount-crazed loonies that trample each other at Wal-Mart. But Christmas, this is the hard time. Every December, I get a year older. It's the month that my great grandmother and grandpa died. Messed up enough, my Grandma is the one that embedded that last reason in my mind for hating the holidays, and this Christmas, she will be coasting on strong Alzheimer's and anti-depression meds, completely unaware of what this month used to mean to her. Perhaps this year I can break the cycle of December being a symbol of anxiety and sadness. I'm not sure how though, lol. I will keep you posted.

Grandma's Roomie

Grandma's new roommate at the home is the doll lady. A while back, I mentioned how I was creeped out by this woman that talks to a baby doll at the home. She is now rooming with Grandma, and I am more creeped. I feel so insensitive. She is a sweet, older woman that is losing her mind and talks to a doll. But man, does she scare me. I believe I have mentioned my deep fear of losing my own mind, and seeing her is more of a reminder of that than looking at my own grandmother. Yikes.

Cake and More Cake

I baked a cake yesterday and my brother and I went in on it like it was the first cake we had ever had! Just a box yellow cake with chocolate frosting but Jesus! It was amazing. Then my brother's dad made a red velvet cake and I had 3 pieces. Since I was a child, I have had a lurking, yet admittedly unreasonable fear that my stepdad is trying to kill me. If that was the case, I would have been dead yesterday, because I ate that cake like it was going out of style! I have had a ridic sweet tooth. I will bake my last cake today and that will be it for a while...I hope.

Thanksgiving 2012

My sexy chicken before I put her in the oven. Look at her being all flirty!

Green beans, onions, and chicken sausage. Don't sleep on chicken sausage, it's a great seasoning meat.

Granny playing checkers.

Granny and my brother Cass.

Aunty Lara, Granny, and Cass.

 

Before yesterday, I was pretty sure I was going to have a bland and lonely Thanksgiving. My Aunty G and cousin went to Detroit to hang with our Detroit fam, my Aunty Lara worked for the overtime, and my roommate was going to someone else's house. My mom had a big Thanksgiving dinner, but I couldn't get to her house. But my brother was able to come home from school, so we ate and watched Netflix and visited my Grandma at the home. I am happy he is here, otherwise I think I just would have cried the whole time.

I watch Nicki videos for the same reason that I watch Beyonce videos: the outfits.

Decisions. Decisions

Serious and urgent decisions need to be made about my career (which directly effects my money) and it's making my stomach hurt. I will just be sitting here, with a stomachache, and wonder what my issue is, and then I remember: serious and urgent decisions need to be made about my career. I am 27. Next month I will be 28. Moves have to be made to the point that I can not sleep, and every decision I can think of leads to me being broke, depressed, anxious, and terrified for an uncomfortable amount of time.
I have recently begun what I refer to as cocooning. I realize that what I am about to describe is not the real psychological definition. But what I have begun doing is hiding under my covers and pretending I am in the womb so I can have 27 extra years to make my serious and urgent decisions about my career. In kindergarten, I would probably have been reading self-help books instead of Dr. Seus so I would grow up confident with more faith in my self professionally and in my ability to support myself.
P quit his job as a nurse to drive a cab. Maybe I should quit being a journalist to wear a nightgown and scream at the sky downtown.
Serious and urgent decisions need to be made about my career. Until I get the balls to make them, I guess I will cocoon.

AB Conversation

A: Why don't you talk about Marcus anymore? Is he dating someone or something?
B: I talk about Marcus all the time.
A: Yeah...when he's not talking to anyone.
B: Why do you do this to yourself?
A: Cut the crap. Is he still talking to Maya from Mexico?
B: Don't be an asshole and yes, he is still taking to Kenya from Paris.
A: Kenya from Paris. How obnoxious.
B: Would it be different if he was talking to Georgia from Florida? You just don't want to hear about him with other people which is fine. I just don't get why you keep asking about it if it makes you mad.
A: Because I have to know.
B: You don't have to know.
A: Yes, I have to know like I have to eat or I have to pee. I have tried not having to know, and it has made me crazy. You remember the garage weekend.
B: The garage weekend. When you broke into his garage and slept in his tool case so you could try to hear what was going on in the house?
A: Hearing that gives me chills. Of course I wouldn't be able to hear what was going on in his house if I was buried in a tool chest. The worst part was that I couldn't get in the house to pee or to eat until he was gone and he only left at night. It was a nightmare.
B: You need help.
A: I needed to know who he was talking to, and you wouldn't tell me. Do you see what I had to resort to?
B: Well yes, he is still with Kenya, so no need to tap his phone calls or take naps in his car trunk.
A: Like I could fit in the trunk of a MX-5 Miata. I've thought about it though.
B: You need help. You are crazy, and not in a cute way.
A: Agreed. But he made me this way.

Terlinda came to town!! She drove to Atlanta for ten hours for a conference.She got sick yesterday, but Friday, we got to have breakfast together at the Waffle House and laughed and laughed about college. Favorite memory: the HIV education man from our Freshman Orientation class that forcefully diagnosed us all with HIV before leaving us scared and confused.

P and the Fiance

P has a fiance.
She is a Muslim young lady that he's met.
I am pretty positive that he is going to marry her...soon!
I never hear from Brownie or Quinton anymore. Kinfolk and Amber are a package deal. P is my last standing male friend, and in about six months when he gets hitched, I won't have any male friends left.
This is going to be hard for me.
It is obvious that he is very much in love with this girl by the way that he speaks about her. And it's not that once he is married that we will officially not have a chance. That has been clear for years. It's that once he gets married, I will lose one of my closest male friends ever, and I don't know if I will be able to bounce back from it.
Yes, P can be a dick and has hurt me in the past, but I speak to him on the phone more than any of my other friends. He calls and checks in with me and tells me about his life. I will miss that.
I can't take another heartbreak. Eyeroll.

Holly and the Old Man

For about three days, I have been having a text convo with the older man who wrote his number on my hand. He is sweet. He said I was gorgeous (smiles). He hasn't sent me any inappropriate pics of himself, and he hasn't mentioned sex once. When I text him, he texts me right back. I don't have to wait hours for a response. He goes to bed early (fantastic!) and he has a job. He may be perfect for me, except we haven't had a real telephone conversation and his texts are kind of general. There isn't any beef, even though I know he is interested. Do I have to provide the beef because I am younger? This may be a problem, because I'm lazy, lol. I want to know more about him, but I am comfortable at this pace as well. It buys me time from doing something stupid, and it is refreshing just texting a man and not getting something gross in return. I think I will just marinate in this for a while, although my dad thinks its gross. If this guy is as old as I think he is, he is older than my dad! Interesting...

Daddy Love

For the past month, my father has been making himself more present in my life. We IM each other and do video chats. He's funny to me. He is easy to talk to, even though most of the time, I don't know what he is talking about. He is full of older Black man opinions that make me roll my eyes, and he's a bit of a nerd. I absolutely adore him. Sure, I don't know him really, really well, but he is nothing like my mom's boyfriend, the guy that I grew up with as a dad stand in. Again, I don't know him super well, but my life feels fuller knowing him. I wonder what I would be like today if he would have been more present in my formative years. Would I not seek male attention, or would I just have a whole different set of man issues. LOL, who knows? Yes, he can be annoying, but I am happy he is making himself more available.

Hand Number

Last night, on my way back from a party, a 50 something year old man wrote his phone number on my hand. His name is Teddy. He stressed that he was off work today and wanted to talk to me. He was nice. He was respectful. He wasn't bad looking. Listening to his conversation on the train, his kids aren't that much younger than me, so it wouldn't be creepy to talk to him. But quite honestly, although I' lonely, I need a man in my life like a hole in my foot. I'm an emotional basket case under an emense amount of stress. I can only see having a man, even casually in my life, contributing to me being more unstable. Maybe I will text him. I will let you know.

Man

Yesterday I met a man at a party. Nothing romantic. He was there with his girlfriend. We were chatting. And he dropped some pretty profound knowledge on me. So talking to this man yesterday, I realized I was talking to a man. Then I realized that I don't know men for real men. It was an oddly sad and happy moment.

1991 - Azealia Banks

I like this song:)

Blood Pressure

My blood pressure is hella high. They gave me meds. My aunt's sister had high blood pressure and at 50 years old her heart literally exploded. Believe me when I say that I am scared to move, scared to move too fast, scared to do anything that will send up blood pressure up and kill me. I don't have diabetes, I guess that is a small miracle. I am pretty much starving myself because my logic, although bad, is that if I don't eat I can't consume anything that will raise my pressure. I am pissed and hungry all the time and even more angry that this hunger strike hasn't taken off one pound. I almost bought a can of soup this morning, but it had 440 mg of salt. Not sure, but that sounds like ALOT. I will keep you posted on how this goes. I'm not optimistic.

Volunteering: it's what's hot in the streets.

I recently had lunch with Kinfolk and Haynes, my fav married couple. It was the usual, food and laughs and cheddar biscuits.

Tika!

I got to do an interview with Tika Sumpter and organized a photo shoot for my job with her. It was cool beans beyond:)

That Fashion Week Ish

I know that I am hella late, but I just realized that I hadn't shared these pics with you from my first fashion week!

I really like this song, and Miguel's new album. Wow, I wonder if he really dates this girl
in the video. They seem pretty...close, lol.

LiL' DEBBiE & DOLLABiLLGATES "2 CUPS" (Official Video)

HELP! I'm addicted to bad White rap! It's just so catchy!

No Dreads

So, today was One Music Fest. I was excited to go for a number of reasons. Sadly, one of the reasons was because it was where I met dreads last year, and I was hoping to see him again. He was an old school hip hop fan, and MC Lite was going to be there.
Long story short, I did not see him there, but that doesn't mean I didn't look. And that was a tall task! Every other guy was tall and skinny with dreads! I had a thousand false alarms. I remember that last year he snuck in, and that was not happening this year, not with all the security and cops.
Luckily, some of the press homies were in the press area and I spent a great deal of the time talking to them. Oddly enough, a web editor with dreads talked to me most of the time. No love connection, he has a baby on the way. But he was older and cool to talk to to.
However, there was a guy there that was a cutie. He gave me his business card. I am going to pretend to care about his life to get him to my house, lol, I will tell you how that goes. He was funny, keeping me entertained with stories about his "self dates" watching Netflix. Good times.

Marsha!

Marsha Abrosius was at One Music Fest today! Ah! I am such a fan, the way she makes her voice go up and down and around and such. Santigold was there as well, but she moves too much on stage to get a good pic. She was awesome though!

Tortilla's Dinner Shindig

Maria, Buckley, Tortilla, Me

Me and Buckley

Maria and Janelle

Tortilla's homemade cookie, cake, and ice cream goodness

You probably are completely unable to tell, but Tortilla is a wee bit younger than I. So, when I went to NYC, she threw a dinner shindig and invited some girls from the college class below me, and it was cool to hang with them, they are the sweetest ladies! I also got to see Buckley, from my class, who is just a sweet petite if I've seen one. She can be cute without trying, which makes you want to hate her, but you can't! She's too nice! Good food and friends, good times in New York:)





A Bad Case of the Unaskedfors

Of late, people have been giving me unasked for dietary advice. Even more so than usual, and it is getting on my nerves. As I was going to go pay my rent, a woman cornered me at the rent office to tell me about how I remind her of herself before she got her gastric. It worked! Her husband left her in the process, but she feels great. Eye roll. Get out of my face lady so I can get my rent receipt!
Then, at my job, my boss asked me what vegetables I eat and a co-worker accused me of lying about it. THE NERVE! After the pains I have gone through to incorporate more veggies into my diet!
I was also recently in a situation where I was around people having a convo about veganism, and they were talking all weird and loud as if trying to unconsciously try to enforce their convo on me.
I wish I could go back in time and undo whatever I did at whatever time that makes people feel like they can try me whenever they want and its all good.

My brothers and me at a Pizza Hut. Any time is a good time for a picture:)

Blood Pressure

The other day I went to the emergency room because I thought I might be having a heart attack because my arms were hurting. I wasnt, but come to find out, my blood pressure was HELLA high. I mean, high! So, they took my blood and  listened to my heart and all is good. But I do have to go on meds, sigh. I took my first one today, and I keep expecting to feel something or for something to happen. I don't know why I am acting brand new, my whole family has been on blood pressure meds at one point or another. It's just weird.

Estelle Shoot Behind the Scenes

I would say that the Estelle shoot was the funnest shoot that I have done thus far. She is funny and so is her glam squad. There were a lot of pictures, a lot of food, and a lot of dancing, gotta love it!

Asap (playlist)

I am so sad that I had been sleeping ASAP Rocky this whole time!
I have been listening to his music this weekend, and I haven't found
one song I don't like! Although, I am not a pot head. Not sure about
this video, lol.

Me and Estelle

Attached is a photo of me and singer Estelle taken during her photo shoot for the magazine I work for. She was super nice an funny. Stay tuned for behind the scenes pictures.

NYC

I went to NYC last week for a photo shoot.
It was exhausting as usual and a COMPLETE nightmare when it came to the heat and the walking.
This go around, strangers stared at me and said rude things to me.
I have to be honest, I wasn't expecting that.
My feelings weren't hurt, but I was hella irritated. Heat and rudeness tend to do that to me.
The cool parts about the shoot: Tortilla made icecream. Homemade! I got to see Fran. And, I looked really cute the whole time.
I hate NYC so much that I love it. I am looking forward to my next horrible trip.

Moody

I am in a bad mood.
To say I am in a bad mood is an understatement.
I want to fight someone and I am not a fighter.
What has caused this miserable attittude?
In short, everything.
I wish I could blame this on my period, but it has come and gone.
My diet is whack.
I want a cookie.
I am not losing weight.
I am always hungry and craving something.
Eye. Roll. Big. Time.

A girlfriend of mine from college has an online jewelry boutique called Sucre Couture. She sent me this beautiful piece. I am so excited, because it is one of those pieces I would never get for myself because I would not know what to wear it with. Now, I'm excited about the challenge. Visit her website at SucreCouture.com.

So this weekend, DJ Traci Steele had a media appreciation brunch. It was really cool, and not just because there were drinks and food, but because a lot of Atlanta's Black media was there and it was fun networking with them.  I even saw my bosses from my old internships. Good time:)

DJ Traci Steele

Me and my bosses from Upscale from when I was an intern. 

Me and Portia Scott, the editor from The Atlanta Daily World where I interned. 

The Slip

I went to SC last weekend and totally slipped on my diet, and then last night, I ordered a pizza that was gross and not even worth it. This week, I have to get back on track. But I have to tell you, I am totally getting tired of broiled chicken and baked fish. This week's assignment: to find healthy recipes that won't bore me!

I was in Los Angeles about two weeks ago, and I got to go to a fry at DZ's church called Fish Fryday, lol, isn't that cute. Left to right: Shante, me, DZ.

While I was in Miami, I got to see Brownie and his fiance Christen. We had drinks and got in the pool when it was raining, which, apparently, I was the only one down for. RAIN SWIMS ARE THE BEST as long as there is not lightning, lol.

I have a very sad, very embarrassing OBSESSION with Syd The Kid. I am nearly 30, I don't think she is 20 yet. It is really pathetic. But, on a high note, she is in this group called The Internet and their album, Purple Naked Ladies is pretty awesome. Sigh. Like I needed yet another thing to be humiliated about.

Inspiration Wall

Josephine. Lena. Dorothy. These three ladies mark the beginning of the inspiration wall I am putting together in my room. I am very excited about it, and I will post the finished product. It will not be something fit for HGTV I promise, lol, but it's important to me. I have had this on my mind for ages and I am ready to get it done. So, stay tuned!

Inspector Stalker

I understand that it is completely unhealthy, but I monitor Mrs. Dread's Facebook page. And I say monitor so that I don't sound crazy, even though I know it is crazy. And now that I have discoverd with my Ghost Writer investigative skills that she has a Twitter page I am monitoring that as well. Why you may be asking? Well I have to tell you the truth because there is no lie that wouldn't sound crazy anyway. Originally, since I was not Facebook friends with Dreads, I could not not see what he was posting (which I noticed today, when monitoring, is no longer the case), but I did find that I could see what Mrs. Dreads was posting. And I wasn't so much interested in the posts as I was updates on him and what he may be up to. LOL, like maybe I would one day look at her page and it would say: "Today my husband has come down with a highly infectious flesh eating lip disease that could effect anyone he has kissed in the past year. OMG!" Well, my recent monitoring has lead me to believe that something is up in the Dreads household. The last time she posted words was June 9, and on June 28 she responded to a post. Her recent activity on FB has been friend requests, and her Twitter page is DEAD. Dreads himself changed his cover pic on June 22. Why have they gotten so quiet going into July? What is up? On Twitter, Mrs. Dreads says she is tired, as any woman with an army of kids would be...or maybe it's a rare form of highly contageous tropical mono that I could too have! Funny, Dread's asked me if I was crazy and I said no with confidence. Now I have to rethink it. I am so ashamed!

Week 1

I am not sure if I told you guys, but after watching the documentary Food Matters, I decided to go on a diet. I feel like the worst is over. I don't wake up in the morning so hungry that I want to die. So basically, I never ate beef or pork, but I have stopped eating turkey meat as well. So I am pretty much just eating chicken and fish. I want to not be eating chicken by next month, but we will see, lol. I also cut out snacking, rice, and pasta. I bought a bunch of fruit, which was hella expensive and vegetables. I cheated on Monday, I had a candy bar, and yesterday I had some Cheez-Its. But for the most part, I am doing well. I haven't lost a pound though, lol. I will keep you posted.

Iggy Azalea - PU$$Y / OFFICIAL VIDEO

This song is hilarious to me!!! Why is there a child in this video, and why
is her grandma Black? Sigh, so many questions.

So I am in Miami for The American Black Film Festival, and I got to interview Boris Kodjoe. Man, he is gorgeous and pretty funny and gorgeous, lol.

Baby Legs

If you didn't know, I am a documentary buff. But I rarely watch fun, feel-good docs. I only watch the ones that will freak me out more about life. One doc that I watched was The Corporation which was really informative. It touched on literally everything, and discussed the drugs that are put in beef that supposedly increased production. I don't eat beef anyway, but the whole thing got me to thinking about chicken. Earlier this month, I went to my neighborhood Kroger to buy my usual package of chicken legs and screamed! The legs were so fat and heavy that they looked like legs from a human baby! Every package of chicken was like this. And being the stupid consumer, I bought a pack, but didn't eat any. I kept imagining human babies on a farm being fed chicken feed and being sent to slotter. I am a fatty: a self-admitted junk food junkie. But I am beginning to feel my attitude toward food changing.

Health Nuts

So, I want to start eating better. My diet is something that is always on my mind, but I kind of feel hopeless about it. I have tried raw food, and it sucked. And I just love chicken too much to be a vegetarian. But yesterday, I watched the documentary Food Matters on Netflix, and they talked about super foods and the body's ability to heal itself and the need to take vitamins. It all made a lot of sense. One dude that they interviewed said that he put his brother on a raw food diet, making him drink two liters of water when he first woke up then a raw diet of super foods, and he began to have at least 15 bow movements a day! Now, I know that that sounds gross and extreme, but in one day, he lost 15 pounds which was essentially crap that had been chillin in his body. I thought that that was amazing, but I know me and the attitude I get when I am hungry. I can only imagine what a jewel I would be after 20 poops and a diet of Acai berries. None the less, I think this is something I want to try. I shall keep you posted.

No Sleep

I have not been able to sleep lately. Now that I have been promoted, there is so much that needs to be done and these things go over and over in my mind like a reel! On top of that, it is time for my annual pilgrimage to the holy land: Miami. I am excited to get my interviews in and a few good swims. And because I am excited, I can not sleep, lol. The other day, I woke up at 3am and started packing and cleaning my room, something I had been meaning to do for weeks! After a consistently interrupted three hours of sleep, I woke up hella weirded out that there was luggage at my door and my room was spotless, lol. Ha! I hella just dozed off while I was typing, lol. I need a nap.

Iggy Azalea - Murda Bizness (Feat. T.I.) [Official Studio Video]

The White Girl Crush.

Promoted!

Last week has been a wee bit hectic. I got promoted to Editor-In-Chief of the magazine that I work for and had to go have a meeting with my publisher. I am SUPER stoked, beyond excited. I have so many ideas that I am ready to put in place. Plus, am living out my dream. I have been on cloud 10!

Childish Gambino - Heartbeat

So I had no idea that Childish Gambino was a real singer. I saw this
video pop up while watching Youtube, saw this dude in it, recognized him
as the  guy from Community, and thought it was a spoof or something. But I really
like this song.

Beyonce End Of Time Target Flash Mob Follow @toddyrockstar on Twitter

This just looked so fun! How did they even rehearse for this?

A$AP Rocky - Goldie (Explicit)

I like this song a lot, but I don't know why.

Water

I have committed myself to drinking a gallon of water a day and I have to say...it sucks!
It takes some getting used to, but I am hoping that drinking all this water will curve my sugar cravings, which are intense.
I heard on TV that it takes like 30 minutes for a craving to pass. I know that is a lie, because I have wanted a cookies since like Monday.
Plus, I am addicted to sugar. I can't handle it like other normal people. For example, I bought some soda yesterday since I hadn't had any in a week and downed the two liter in like a matter of seconds. I have a problem. I'm addressing it.
So that's that. More water. Sigh. I will let you know how it goes if I don't die from exhaustion from the endless peeing.

Apartment Living

I have been officially in my new apartment for a month now, but there are some things I can not get used to. One of those things is the thin walls. I can hear my neighbors walking up their steps, and I can hear it when people knock on their doors. But I can't hear anyone knock on our door, hence the 1000 missed packages from UPS. When I moved in here, I was assured that this was a "drug free community," but every night, as soon as the street lamps come on, it becomes Marijuana Live! There are tons of kids here, but they are not as loud as their ghetto parents, so that's a plus. I like it here:)

Vanessa Simmons Shoot

Vanessa Simmons is the current cover of Sheen. Doing the shoot with her was fun, she was hella nice. She requested Mimosa's which was great. We were completely tipped when she left, lol.