I remember the expressions the teachers at my middle school had on their faces as we loudly chanted "boom chaka laka" during lunch- the frowns their lips curled into when we showed up for gym class in jean skorts that cut up our asses. The sighs from the teachers lounge could be heard from the moon as we quoted lines from the movie "Friday," and the release of "My Baby Daddy" by B-Rock and The Biz was enough to send an elderly English teacher into a 45 minute speech about Jesus. They looked at us like we were hopeless, sad, embarrassments. I find myself looking at Black boys who have gone blond with their tween girlfriends with tats the same way. I know that I have gone on and on about how the 90s babies will probably kill us all, but it  bares repeating. Especially after my little sister called me to tell me she got jumped from behind by a bully on the bus named "Red" who is commissioned by the cool kids to "handle" other kids they don't like.
I know that the jitter buggers didn't get the hippies. And the hippies frowned at the break dancers. But with sexting and texting and Facebook and twit pics, I really don't see how the generation after the 90s babies could be any worst than this kids unless they were like born programed to kill or something! As a young woman, I feel that it is my place to give back, totally. But with the exception of the kids that I already work with, I don't like these kids, lol. Their teachers don't like them. Their parents are done with them. I get the feeling they don't really like eachother or themselves, and you can't tell them a goddamn thing about anything, I've tried! It just may be the end of the world as we know it.

Packing

I am moving at the end of the week and I gotta say, I am excited and pissed at the same time. Excited because I am finally getting out of here and pissed because I have to pack! I wish I had the money to just hire someone to come in and do it. There is so much stuff. It didn't look like alot, but now that I look at it, it clearly is. Eyeroll. Packing is not the way I want to spend my Sunday.

Patrice Rushen - Settle For My Love

I had no idea that Patrice Rushen originally did this song! I def like this
version better than the Musiq Soulchild version. What do you think?

Chloe Came To Town

In college, one of my good friends from my Freshman year was Chloe Frye. She is now a teacher is St. Louis, and she came to Atlanta to visit with the new boy friend. I took them to Atlantic Station, and later that night we met up with our other college homie, Raven, and went out for soul food. It was a to die for evening! I had a blast.

Brownie Popped the Question!

So Brownie asked his lady Christen to marry him and she said yes! Check out the ring! I love it. They have the same last name already. How does that work when you get married?

Amber's Bridal Shower!

The purple strings in the cake are connected to charms. Each charm had a meaning, it was so cool!

My good friend Amber from college. She is getting married next month!

Amber, her sister Ali (in blue) and her bf Jeralyn- her brides of honor.

Amber, Mariel(gray), Jeralyn, and myself. We all went to college together.

The shower guests.

Amber after the second line.

Me and Amber.

Yesterday was my good friend Amber's bridal shower. I usually dread showers, but this one was so fun! It was Mardi Gras themed because we went to school in New Orleans, and we played really fun games. I can't wait until the wedding next month!

The Contribution

I was looking on Facebook today (already a bad intro, I know) and I noticed that most of my friends are doctors and lawyers. They are going to contribute so much to the world! They are going to save lives. My other girlfriends are mommies. They have created lives. What shall be my legacy? What will be my contribution? I want someone to one day say that I did something big. And I love writing for women, but I think I just may die if the biggest thing I ever do is tell women how to apply their mascara. Just saying.

Bjork Pagan Poetry HD (with sound)

I found the video for Pagan Poetry. I don't know where I have been, lol. It
is one of my favorite Bjork songs ever!

Zac Posen Fashion Show!

 Me and designer Zac Posen.

 Me and Jasmine Guy

 Me and Marlo from the ATL Housewives.

 My favorite piece from the show. I wanted a shot from the front, but I was scared to touch it, lol.

 The Models!

Yesterday was the Zac Posen Fashion Show at Neiman Marcus in conjunction with the National Black Arts Festival and hosted by Jasmine Guy. I got to take a picture with Zac (who is adorable) and I sneaked back stage to take a picture of the models and some of the pieces. It was a cool night, I had a good time. But who wouldn't when you are surrounded by ball gowns:)

Me and My Twisties!

Yesterday was a pretty day! I went to Atlantic Station to the LA Fitness and hit the pool.

Me after the jazz concert.

Moving Matters

So, Audra and I got our own apartment! I move at the end of the month, but the move, just like everything else in Hell House, is coming with drama. I'd sigh but I was prepared. It is in my lease that I have to pay like my rent up to September, when my lease is up, if I leave before it is up. Read the fine print, lol, I didn't see that. But I have NO intention of paying. Especially after the numerous times Connie has broken into my room. They can slap that shitzle on my credit with my student loans! I. Refuse.
On top of this crazy, my landlord has fabricated some reason to keep my deposit and Connie is consistently talking mess about me to Audra, because, if you didn't know, we are in preschool! I look forward to the end of the month. It will be beyond liberating to tell these nut jobs to kick rocks!

DIY: Nail Polish Rack

It would be my dream to be able to make something like this, but I know
I would mess up. I am not handy at. all.

Unfollowed

He unfollowed me on Twitter. Sigh. If only I had the time to feel sorry for myself the way that I want to. I unfollowed him back which doesn't matter. It's like when you erase a boy's number out of your phone but you have it memorized. What's the point. UGH, I want to take a pity nap, but I have so much to do...double sigh.

Toxic Relationships: "I meet No One but Me!

DZ sent me this after the Epic Failure, lol. Take a gander.

Epic Failure

Okay, so I can go ahead and say that last night was an epic failure on my end: looking up Dreads on Facebook. Now he is on my mind. You know, now that I know he is real again. I had convinced myself he was a dream, which, now that I have reversed my healing, I was see was working. DZ told me to block him on Facebook. Can't block someone you aren't friends with, lol. I'm such a loser. Talked to FeFe about it and she said that relapsing is part of recovery. I don't know. That doesn't sound right to me. But it was the best she could do I know. She works with drug addicts.

The Sum Up

So, from now on, I need to be in bed by like 7 pm, because I find that late at night, the lonelies kick in, and I do dumb stuff, like look up Dreads on Facebook. Bad decision I know. My mind was telling me not to do it as I typed in his name. His picture popped up, and my heart skipped a beat! I was beginning to forget what he looked like, and seeing him was like a shock to my system! Like a psycho Facebook stalker, I scrolled down to look at more pics and in bold letters it said You and Dreads Aren't Friends. Yikes, lol. That about sums it up. Five months and counting. I will let you know when I stop being a loser.

Twitter!

I redid my Twitter page. It's pretty now, and it has made me want to Tweet more, lol. Follow me @hollyjclay.

Under the Weather

Guys, I am sick. SICK! I have chills, and I can not lay down without my nose running. I have had the worst sleep of my life. I am sitting her typing next to a literal garbage bag of of used tissues. Pray I get well soon, I don't have time to be sick.