Its The First of The Month!

Wake up wake up its da first of da month
Get up get up so cash your check and come on!
LOL
Whatcha know about Bone Thugs N Harmony?!

Anyhoo I write this post because I wonder if anyone feels like I do.....when the 1st is on a Sunday or a Monday it like New Years resolutions all over again.
Imma start exercising.
Imma start journaling.
Imma get organized.
Imma get my routines together.
Blah blah blah
Fast forward to the 15th and aint shit changed.
I still feel optimistic every time a 1st falls on a day like today.
Well actually its already yesterday, but hell daylight savings time is tonight so let's pretend the hour goes back now and it is still 11:30.
So what did I do this 1st?
Dyed my hair blue black!!!
I've been wanting to do this for a minute bit was always a lil scared that it would be too harsh. I really haven't seen it "out" yet as right now I have twists and permrods in my head for hopefully a successful version of a Twist N Curl.
I will try my best to get up early tomorrow and sit under the dryer for a while so that they will be completely dry and maybe record a makeup look to. I'm also getting some more work done on the sleeve tomorrow, so look forward to some updates about that.
Putting up the deuces!

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It's Almost Been Two Years!!!!

In just 14 days this blog will be 2 years old!!!
So much has changed in that time.
People in my life.
People not in my life.
My job.
My diet.
My weight. lol
My hair.
My ink.

That's all for now lol! Just reflecting a lil bit. Probably a more detail post later.

I was trying to be good.....

about posting and stuff, but then the canon camera broke!!!!
So here is my opportunity to get a more portable camera while I wait for the canon to be fixed and BOOM that one breaks the same day or was defective from the start.
So here I am .... still no camera.
I wanted to thank y'all for your comments on the Why Ask Why post I did. It's good to know that I wasn't being a sensitive ninny. Somebody recently posted a comment on one of my youtube videos saying why would I get so many tattoos, and I look 'gutty' ( I think that's the word he used) and look at Keyshia Cole.
(Ummmm Keyshia Cole has more money than me and this random dude put together so I'm sure shes fine with her 'gutty' tattoos, and second....I have more tats then her :p)
Anyway
So of course I clicked on the profile to see who this so-and-so was, and it was a dude who is into muscle building I suppose.
I in turned wanted to reply: Why you want to make yourself look like a lil dick, steroid poppin monster?
But I didn't
Cause I was tryin to be good :)

Bad B@t*%!!!

I’m just the girl that carries her around.(left arm btw) 

Why Ask Why?

Or 'if'','what' and 'when' for that matter. I love questions. It gives a starting point for conversation; it shows that someone is interested in you and what you have to say. It is the vessel in which we bring light to the dark, and clear up any misconceptions.
So with all the good a question can accomplish, why do some of these issues come up? Why is it that a question can sometimes feel like an attack especially when it's in written form? Why does a question have the ability to make someone doubt themselves? Why does a question make a person feel they need to have an answer when sometimes there isn't one?
I will be to first to admit that I am a sensitive cancer, but it is very funny how I can take the same question so many different ways.For example: 'Why did you cut/take down your locs?' Sometimes when someone asks this I feel like they are concerned about me as a person and they want to know if something happened. They want to know if there was some disturbance in my home life, did I change my religion, my job etc. It is nice to feel you have made such an impact on a person that though you have never met, they give you the same regard that they would a friend and are genuinely concerned about my well being. Sometimes I feel it is from the stand point of 'let me find out what happened to her so I won't do that same shit', for instance if I did a bad dye job or used a product that ruined my locs and directly leading to me taking them out. Which is cool, any suffering I can prevent by example I am all for it. Sometimes I feel like they really want to say 'What the hell you do that for?' or 'Girl you shouldn't have done that?
' or 'You done fucked up now' or 'You were pretty, but now your just'..eh?. At these times I feel like saying something equally as attacking like 'well why you woke up this morning?' or 'Am I a child' or 'Cause I felt like it'. But all they asked was 'why?' Inquiry or accusation?
Which one is it? I see this happen a lot though, not just to me. How many times have you heard this scenario or been a part of it directly?You or somebody wears makeup every day, the one day you don't-'OMG girl what happened to you?? 'Are you sick?' 'Running late this morning?' Maybe she ain?t fucking feel like it today!!!! Maybe something really happened to her that morning, how much worse do you think you are making her feel coming at her like that? Or maybe she will be just fine with it and go into the hows and the whys?---you know how we do.. 'GGGUUURRRRLLLLL let me tell you blah blah blah?'

I got the 'why' when i cut off my hair.
I got the 'why' when i started my locs.

Maybe it's the shock of it all that makes us lose our tack. I?m sure I've done it; It is only human to mean something one way but have somebody take it another.