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high school throwback

when i was in high school i used to write. i know i know, unbelievable huh? anyway, i found this essay and i thought it was cute so i wanted to blog it.


"I like that girl... i feel that girl, she could be my life, my heart and soul. if only i spoke to her," Crouched low in a corner e thinks of the girl he saw. She passed him: she was beautiful. She rode his morning bus twice a week. He is drawn to her. In all her beauty with her braids flowing down her back, each individually having a life of their own but uniformly creating a crown above her head. Her skin is smooth a chocolate, she has a button nose with full lips below that always played at a smile. The doe's eye caught the 7:37 am light.He was drawn to her, he stared at her, he is infatuated with her. Never talked, never exchanged names. Theirs was the oddest, most frightening of love affairs, an obsession. The guy imagined the girl in everyway while reclined in the computer lab chair. He imagines the sound of her voice: like the tinkling of a chandelier. He imagines her eating her favorite meal: grilled chicken salad with balsamic vinegarette. He imagines her sleeping: braids tied lying on a full sized bed with an ornate rose wood head board, green satin bed gown adorned with beige lace;Sleeping on her side, neatly under her blanket.

If only he knew he was not alone.

"That boy could be mine, he is mine, I can see him being my life. Why doesnt he want to speak to me? I shyly speak to him with my eyes and even smile his way." She is in a type of love she guesses. She needs him to talk to her, she is so drawn to him, he addicts her. Twice she sees him and since them she is in constant thought and constantly longing for him. She watches him read his issue of Rolling Stone or another magazine and peeking his green eyes out to steal gimpses of her. She once felt lasers on her skin and suddenly looked up to see him drinking her image in. She takes her chance to look at him while his guard is down:His skin was like a beautiful beige bisque. He favored retro t-shirts and track jackets. His arms were slightly muscular, his nails neat, his hands lotioned. His smart nose, above juicy red lips with a faint layer of ChapStik. Wheat colored boots, clean and fresh, peaks from under the denim of his jeans. On her way to school, she carries her camera for her Tuesday photography class. One day she slyly turns the flash off and steals his image in her camera. She develops it in school under the red light and fuels the feeling growing in her. Her heart begins to ache and her mind begins to scream: She is not bold enough to approach him. She lets feelings be obsessions. It doesnt matter... She will ride the the 8:05 bus from now on.

They will depart the bus longing, go to sleep longing and always ask "what if". Eventually they will fade from the other's memory but they will also share something: the first tastes of an obsession.


isnt that kind of creepy for me to write? i decided i wanted to share with people i dont know and some of you that i do know that read my blog. i hope you enjoyed my little find.

bobbi kristina (and more celeb kids)

whit whit and bobby have a problem on their hands
here's a little sample from the nimpho_babby:


ummm.....my name is krissy,i love my cell phone very much and i love talkin on it, hanging with my friends all the time lol, i ABSOLUTLY love shopping of course, i love swimmin with hot guys lol (memories),i love makingout,i love cheerleading,i love my dogs molly and doogie lol i love there names, i love driving, and last but not least i love BOYS, BOYS, BOYS!!!!!!!! lol thats all for now. xoxo SeXi KrIsSy xoxo

ummm okay.... want more folks?






yes ladies and gentleman this little kid loves making out, wearing colored contacts, lists HER income at $250,000 and is about 12. she'll be fuckin by 13. damn shame. want to see more?
http://www.myspace.com/nimpho_babby

and while you're at it.... faith evans'girl: chyna

justin combs (diddy's son)

the strange gang post

yes those are men....

photoblog: randomness with sprint (click to enlarge)

slickness with the new year? (smaller caption: 2006, year of the dog)


makeshift incense holder. do what you gotta do...



smile for me kiddies... lemme see your grillz..


physics instructor. he was the devil in rust for halloween.


me in my favorite hat (that's not mine).


in the pumpkin patch.


the inmate santa.


action shot!

foolish/unfoolish

Yesterday:
See, when I get the strength to leave
You always tell me that you need me
And I'm weak cause I believe you
And I'm mad because I love you
So I stop and think that maybe
You can learn to appreciate me
Then it all remains the same that
You ain't never gonna change
See my days are cold without you
But I'm hurtin while im with you
And though my heart can't take no more
I keep on running back to you

Today:
Glad to wake up every day without you on my brain
No more waiting late up at night
No more havin' to fuss and fight
I'm proud to say that I will never make the same mistake
No more thinkin' about what you do
There's no more of me runnin' back to you

freaky friday (this is a rarity)

lemme preface this post with this article:

FRIENDS of Liza Minnelli have waded into the bitter dispute with her estranged husband, David Gest, saying the producer controlled every aspect of the Oscar-winning actress’s life and clashed with her when she tried to regain control.

Minnelli filed for divorce from Gest late on Wednesday, just hours after he launched a $10 million (£6 million) lawsuit against her that claimed she regularly battered him.


Denying the accusations of assault, she accused him of being "cruel and inhuman".

With friends lining up on both sides to tell their tales, the acrimonious divorce looks set to rival their glitzy New York wedding for column inches.

Yesterday, Cindy Adams, a gossip columnist with the tabloid New York Post and a bridesmaid at their wedding, gave an insight into Minnelli’s version of the 15-month marriage.

Adams said that although Gest, 50, had helped Minnelli through encephalitis, weight gain and a relapse in alcohol addiction, the television producer became involved with her as a means of gaining fame.

When Minnelli, 57, recovered and tried to retake control of her life the arguments started, Adams said. The marriage began to go wrong, with Gest threatening it would "turn ugly".

Adams said: "His court papers say she’s addicted to alcohol. Trust me, he's an addict, too. The guy’s currently in publicity withdrawal. To David, being without a front page is like Liza without fake eyelashes.

"Did I ever believe this marriage would go longer than, maybe, two or three scrapbooks? Nobody did."

The couple met in the autumn of 2001 when Gest was producing a television show for Michael Jackson, who was later their best man. Within months they were a couple and she had gone from being overweight and a heavy drinker to a Hollywood diva once more.

"He pitched stories about they’re so in love that they’re adopting a baby. He’s brilliant. Manipulative but brilliant.

"He watched what she ate, what she drank, whom she saw. He saved her, but he controlled her. There's a limit to how much you can contain an explosive force."

When Minnelli was taken to a clinic in Pennsylvania, Gest claims in his lawsuit the actress beat him in a drunken rage. But Adams said: "Even in rehab, she spoke to me on the phone. She called him ‘baby’. She said how grateful she is to him. How much she loved him."

Gest’s suit describes him as a victim of domestic violence. He says he must take 11 prescription medications daily to manage the "constant, unrelenting pain" caused by the attacks.

Raoul Felder, Gest’s lawyer, said his client had planned to file for divorce but Minnelli had acted first. He said he had not seen the divorce papers, but claimed his client had stronger grounds. He said: "I have enough grounds for 14 divorces here."

Minnelli denied the claims. She said: "Oh, my God, it’s not true. It’s stupid, I never hit him, it’s rubbish.

"I hoped very much that the end of my marriage would be handled with mutual respect. The allegations in the lawsuit are hurtful and without merit."

yes.. this man claimed he was beat by a woman. and now... the piece de resistance:

yes... that is da brat with nasty, shingles infected david guest.

Think About it Thursdays

1. if a dog gets shocked by an electric fence it usually wont go back to the spot that shocked them. why do people not learn this easily? free will is a downfall sometimes...

2. brad and angelina are being up front with their love.. so why do people have a problem with it?who really knows what happened to brad and jen?

3. when i look depressed why do people i dont know ask me what wrong? bitch do i know you like that?

4. a company is having its IPO today. why did so many black people on a message board not know what an IPO is? i need black folks to step their financial game up.

5. why does kia now have cars that look like jags? if i wanted a cheap jag i'd get an s-type.

6. no matter... chrysler is the KING of ripping styles!

7. why do men only want to bother with you when you aint worried about them?

9. why is my school so wack?


10. why does janet jackson let herself get so damn fat?



11. why is marcus vick so stupid? he had a promising career and eventhough he was expelled from school he still had a chance to enter the draft. so why did this negro wave a gun at some teens? and why is his brother now trying to defend his dumb ass?

12. what happened to jada pinkett smith?



13. this new remy ma album... its interesting...

14. why is george bush hiding his true intentions regarding the palestinian elections by saying "its democracy, they werent happy with the status quo".

15. is it wrong for me to put this guy on igg status for saying "i want to lay with you"? lmao... wrong move buddy.

16. why dont i have a valentine ever? i'm checking myself into a jacuzzi suite that weekend.

17. why does michael jackson in bahrain make national news. he said "fuck the US, fuck cali, y'all trying to bring me down so i'm out. i dont need you..." and we still follow him around. face it america, he's the man you love to hate. (this post in know what state how i feel about michael but he was proven innocent so leave him alone... you leave OJ alone dont you?)

its amazing how when life gets calm again i have nothing to write about. i am distancing myself from a big source of drama in my life and i actually feel good about. i initially decided to reintroduce myself to the situation again to see if i could handle it in February but i'm actually feeling like i dont want to be around it too much anyway. sadly, i've ended up like the person i never wanted to end up like. i'm overcoming it and feeling good though. no one is going to bring me down.


think about it thursdays coming up...

*sigh* reflux

this is a personal blog alert...


i am sitting here trying to resist it all. trying to resist the subliminals, trying to resist the throwback, trying to resist flipping out and trying to recover the wall that i put up. i have no voice, i have no energy, my body is weak. my fresh hair is slept on, my eyes have cried again. i keep remembering what i promised myself January 1, 2006 and how it took 23 days to throw it out the door. some people are never satisfied until they tear you down until you are nothing. they have everything but still want one more thing: your happiness. my heart is aching right now. i cant get out of bed. a question was asked and the silence that followed makes me HATE my mind right now. a beautiful mathematician who cant shake the past... i just want to be left alone but i care too much to do it. i'm still waiting for someone to save me from them, from this situation. i dont feel good AT ALL... and i have no one to talk to about it. i am going to lie back down... i dont want to think about it anymore.

thank you

you knocked them down just to make me put bigger ones up...

credit: postsecret.blogspot.com

super neat

what celeb do you resemble?

saturday night fever

i am no party girl. i go out and drink two drinks tops and get a little tipsy. my version of tipsy is that i find a little bit of rhythm and i say 'i'm drunk' a lot. yesterday my neos came out. if you want to see the pics... you gotta be my facebook friend. sorry. now that i have no more sorority duties i have the overwhelming desire to not be home. unfortunatly i have nothing to do. i have no boo so i cant just catch a movie or watch a dvd with them and tonight is most defintly a cuddle material night. also, there's no parties really. so i'm chilling i guess. the one time i dont want to be in here i am in here. its cool. i got my party on last weekend. this evening i went out with my homey to eat n park and came home. i know i keep annoying him because i keep calling him to whine about me being bored. i feel bad because i KNOW im annoying him and i KNOW he wants to put me in a headlock when i do that. but he's my homey and i love him to death and i know he'll get over it. alas, i am here. i might just put on my new silk pink victoria's secret pjs and watch sex and the city. i'm up to season 6. orrrr i will pop in "the best man". anyone know where i can find "the wood"?

sometimes i can be so wack and 9 times out of 10 its dealing with the internet. goodness... cut my fingers off. i am mad shy in real life but on the internet i get so damn bold and i think sometimes it's too bold and i end up embarassing myself. i think i just did it again lol. i'm soooooo embarassed.


in other news.... how can anyone be mad at what i put in MY BLOG? its not like i put it on facebook or even aim... its in my damn BLOG. i dont use facebook to piss people off. thats childish...

2006: on my grown woman ish.

think about it thursdays

1. i met a little girl today named: Jaqueznic. say it with me: JA-QUEZ-NIC i hope she's a bad little bitch, with top notch SAT scores, who gets to go to a top school and graduates head of her class because that's the ONLY way she is going to get by with that name... i'm all for unique and expression but thats beyond pushing it.

2. dont you hate when chicks talk about they do hair but they heads look a hot mess? isnt it worse when you KNOW they TRIED to hook it up and it still aint cutting it?

3. why do people say "you look tired"? you know they mean "you look like shit on a platter".

4. why am i so shy? you would think i would get over that mess...

5. why can i only find rhythm when i am intoxicated?

6. how come dudes send mixed messages? when they "set you straight" and you fall back they get on that "if you only knew" crap?

7. i'm waiting on the bus. the whooooooooole block is open. why does this old woman stand next to ME and smoke? now my fresh hair smells like smoke.

8. how homoerotic is this? (click to enlarge)















9. facebook is officially the devil. employers are using it to check up on you.

10. this poor confused child:

shit.... he was better off not 'getting saved' in the first place aint nothing worse than a backslider to that degree who basically throws it in everyone's face that he pimped everyone. damn shame. welp.. since he wont be needing that chincilla in hell he might as well live it up now.
oh yeah... why is being a pastor the best hustle for an outspoken black man? think about it...

11. how wack is it for you to see someone who catches your eye and not be able to even talk to them? its like you know how funny and nice you are with your friends but the thought of talking to the person freezes you to the point that you dont even want to make that move. the life and times of young lc. its a rare occurance that people actually catch my eye but when they do its like i'm in a deep freezer. i think amber and i scared someone this weekend trying to get me over that shyness. needless to say that didnt work. (yes i'm still mortified)

12. why do negros always miss me when i'm gone? furthermore why do they realize that i'm am special as hell and not easily replaced AFTER the fact?

13. who the hell messed keyshia cole up so much? first she changes her mind about loving someone, then she wishes she cheated. her album is the bitter chick anthem (its still hot though!)

14. J.O.S.E: THE RECKONING 1.20.2006 CMU, UNIVERSITY CENTER! they aint ready....

muddled, exhausted thoughts

i went to bed at 3 am.
i woke up at 7:47 am when i set my alarm for 8.
my mother was beating on my window because she locked herself out.
oh mother... its hard waking up 10 minutes later when sleep has been interupted so i sleep until 8:20.
i need to shower... mother has a doctor's appointment so she's showering... (yes we only have one shower! we have 1 1/2 baths: i'm keeping it real.) i have to rush the one and only thing that will wake me this morning.
i make it out by the required time... the weather has changed. its cold. lemme bring out my long white frosty the snowman coat.
on the bus i am listening to keyshia cole. this chick has had every feeling about a man i have ever had and wrote a song about it. love you shoulda had my back! oh and let's not forget this jewel:
if you be cool wit me.Y ou'll see, that I'm all you need and all that you dream and never would leave, you'll be right by my side forever. Swear to God we'll grow old together, then reality would be you and me

and all those other BS feelings chicks sometimes feel. thankfully i'm over it but its good to know someone else in the world felt that way.
i decided i will not type cusswords anymore. anyone that knows me knows i dont cuss in real life but lately... i find some words slipping out that arent quite lady like.
i also need to chill out on this "I'm conceited" crap. i'm so darn humble its ridiculous. yeah i love myself but i am not feeling myself to the extent that i feel i am better. i like people seeing hunble, sweet leah and not the conceited ass AKA.

anyway, on the bus in the midst of "guess what? nigga i'm leaving you" (keyshia cole still) i realize i am a whole hour early for school. damn... so here i am blogging. i really had nothing to blog about. other than the fact that valentine's day is bs and i already did a blog about that. i actually saw the cutest, most sweet and thoughtful thing in my friend's room from his gf. i was mad impressed... regardless, those are the kinds of things that i like to see for valentine's day. not red roses and candy. gimme a letter or a real card! okay, okay... i wont valentine rant anymore but darn it, i have no valentine AGAIN. LOL. i think i have wasted enough time today. its time to do lesson plans. did i say i was so tired my chest, ears and eyes are all burning... i need sleep.

this is spiteful... yet funny

(click to enlarge)
stolen from the diary of a mad blogger
hey.. if you cant laugh at yourself then everyone else will. the mess is funny. especially the pay now pledge later. if you an AKA lately... thats how you gotta do it. i already told you all i got beef with my org so if you send me hate mail about this i am going to laugh at you. I love AKA with all my heart, made mad sacrafices for my chapter but the people in power and some LOCAL Sorors I have encountered are awful... i'll save that for another blog because they aint ready, wait no... im positive in 2006...

insight

me: he said timing wasnt right.
homey: translation... "i'm not feeling you like that and will never feel you like that so move on."
me: thats what i said all along...
homey: friends dont like to let friends down
me: ...

i feel pretty, and witty and bright!

the microsoft empire

Me: i don’t like athletes
The Jock: I know this
Me: i was just reminding you
The Jock: thats probably the reason u never dated me
Me: you never came at me right
Me: you always caught attitude with me
The Jock: whatever i always came at u proper open doors and everything
The Jock: cause u gave me that attitude
Me: no i didn’t
Me: i acted like you was my homey
Me: not like i was trying to date you
Me: maybe thats not what you wanted
The Jock: i know
Me: was i supposed to make it easy?
The Jock: no dude wants that from the girl he trying to get with
The Jock: yeah lol
The Jock: naw you made it real hard
Me: its not easy because i am mad special
The Jock: i know this
The Jock: ur more then special ur beautiful
Me: you have to put it work
Me: bill gates didn’t get rich overnight

think about it thursdays

1. i hate when people say i look like someone else because 95% of the time the broad is ugly and i'm mad cute. when people say i look like someone else its usually followed by "you look like... but cuter."

2. why do the old people come out during the afternoons? if you're trying to run a quick errand at 10 am or 11 am forget about it. they come out, drive 25 and mosy along into target and crap with their walkers. moooooove bitch, get out the way, i got shit to do. lol.

3. why do people put tennis balls on canes and walkers?

4. i talked to this guy today who said he was run over by a car, in the hospital 5 days his dad gave him a card with $3 in it and his dad's wife gave him $100 and a basket with all his favorite candy.

5. why do people decide to be all nice when they feel you about to cut them the fuck off?

6. (click to enlarge)














7. (guess who?)











it's whitney!


8. i facebooked my friend because i had this sinking feeling about my mom and her mission trip. he basically said "man up, quit being negative". where's the comfort?

9. if someone asks you if you're treating instead of allowing you to offer should you be offended?

10. i listened to howard stern in sirius radio today. he's going on and on about "old radio" and stroking his own ego for hours. he brings in a female orgasm machine and gets to say "fuck" and "pussy" whenever he wants. he gets his own channel on sirisu (channel 100 or 101 depending on your receptor) and meanwhile sirius radio doesnt even have enough radio devices to accomodate the demand of howard stern listeners. what does that tell you about the average american?

a book i need to read

brangelina?

so the breaking news is that angelina jolie and brad pitt are with child. this is after he adopted angelina's ethiopian daughter zahara and her cambodian child, maddox. bitch was starting to get like josephine baker so i am glad she finally got her own child. with this news here comes the peanut gallery marching in judging angelina and crying it up for jennifer aniston. the thing is, no one knows if jen and brad were seperated before angelina and brad met and filmed the movie. no onw knows if they were having problems. but everyone wants to attack the woman and ignore brad pitt's role in it all. angelina is automatically the homewrecker and jen had nothing to do with her marriage's demise. how about all the pontifications about situations which people really know nothing, first hand, about stop? i am happy for brad pitt and angelina because they clearly know exactly what they wanted and jennifer was dragging her feet with the children thing. and that baby is going to be GORGEOUS. as will maddox and that beautiful baby zahara.

funny ass shit

Fraternity handshake gives away, principal's resume shortcomings

Associated Press

CLEVELAND - A charter-school principal whose resume was challenged when he failed to recognize a secret fraternity handshake has resigned.

Lewis Thomas, 28, who moved here from Washington, D.C., last fall, resigned Dec. 8 from the Cleveland Arts and Social Sciences Academy. The head of the school advisory board said much of Thomas' resume was false.


Tim Goler, head of the advisory board and a member of the Alpha Phi Alpha fraternity, said he began to question Thomas' credentials when Thomas failed to recognize the fraternity handshake offered by Goler. Thomas had said in his resume that he was a fraternity member.

Thomas resigned for personal reasons, according to Mosaica Education, a management company that runs the Cleveland school and 50 other charter schools in seven states. His departure prompted some parents to picket the school and to write a letter seeking his return.

Mike Connelly, Mosaica's CEO, would not comment on Thomas or why he left, citing company policy not to talk about personnel matters. He said a background check was completed on Thomas before he was hired and both sides agreed that he would leave the job.

When reached on vacation in the Bahamas last week, Thomas said he wasn't sure if the resume provided to a reporter for The Plain Dealer was actually his. Thomas said that what Goler said wasn't true.

"Look, there's a separation agreement between Mosaica and me. I resigned for personal reasons," he said. "I support the new administration, and I didn't make any disparaging remarks."

The newspaper said Thomas' resume showed discrepancies including a claimed master's degree from the University of Illinois and a claim of having worked as a principal at Phelps Career High in Washington.

Thomas doesn't have a listed phone in the Cleveland area and couldn't be reached for comment Tuesday. The school said he hadn't left contact information and referred questions to Mosaica's New York offices, where a message seeking comment was left Tuesday.

there is a bitter blog that is invisible. i'm a resource... and apparently a money tree. you all are not bringin me down. i'm hurting now but i'm going to sleep and tomorrow is a new ass day and a new ass attitude and i will be cutting people off. shit is not a game this time...

on my grown ass woman shit

i handed in my audit and minor forms. i am officially graduating with a B.S. in Mathematics (fuck a B.A....) and a minor in business and dammit i almost have minors in philosophy and information systems management. what does that mean? ya girl will have a hot job eventually. if she can pull it out, she'll be a fire actuarial scientist persuing a career in mathematical cryptology and working for the FBI, the CIA or some other government agency. lets just say i'm on the road to do big things. i am on the road to meeting people like me too. i am happy. i love myself, i love my life, i am a fortunate assed bitch. and only ONE PERSON IN THIS WORLD KNOWS HOW FORTUNATE I AM and thats my mother. i havent even met ANYONE i love enough to share. my next goal is to stop being a negative person. and you know what? i'm going to be able to do it! just like i'm going to have a 4.0 this semester. 2006: the year of a grown ass leah with a new attitude.

my ears!

i know she was thinking she did the damn thing....

its about that time

the most cursed day of the year is around the corner. valentine's day. the day of red, pink, white, little baby bastards with arrows and wings and sappy cards, candy and flowers. its the day that celebrates thoughtlessness. men everywhere will shower their women with godiva chocolates, dinner and those wretched red roses. i have no special man in my life and for the first time in a long time i, luckily, wont have to be subjected to seeing woman after woman called to a front desk of some sort to get her flowers. i have never been given flowers in my life. i have gotten one valentine's gift (a pink furby from my ex before he even became my bf)and while i am not a hater i do think that what a lot of you women out there get is thoughtless. roses go up from $20 a dozen to $75 a dozen around this time. red is such the cliche color. i'd much prefer my favorite flower: peruvian lily a.k.a alstromeria to those roses. a bouquet is $4.00 at walmart too. lol. my dream would be a written, heartfelt note, a single flower and a warm hug (i wish that was a hint to someone but i have no one to hint to) . why spend a lot of money to say you love someone? why not save your money and subtly, but genuinely REMIND your mate of what they should already know? sadly what women get is not the worst part. men hardly get anything on this holiday, which is sad. love isnt supposed to be exclusively expressed to a woman by a man. men are entitled to feel loved too. i think for this holiday if you havent told your special one you love them you should take this time to do it. i have a friend that is in love with someone and never told them and to me i feel they are cheating themselves. love is the greatest emotion, and i am all about celebrating it but i dont see why we must pour millions of dollars out for one single day to do it.

how things change

throwback blog

this is so funny to read in retrospect. LOL

its been a little while since i had a serious or personal blog. so i figured at i sit here at 3:36 am on my final free day before my last semester that i needed to get this feeling out. i was told by someone that i was in their top 3 friends. this follows being told by others that i am in the "top girlfriends", "top nicest people", "top sweetest people" etc. i have come to the conclusion that i am a top friend because of what i can do for someone. i am a major giver. i give my all, i'd give you my kidney if it matched. i have a love for people in general. so because of this people say things to keep me around, to make me feel appreciated when their actions say otherwise many times. sadly i fall for it time and time again because those words so make me feel valued and special because i dont feel particularly valued at any other point. so in essence i am unknowingly bribing people to be around me and i dont want to do that. i sat and thought about how many times i asked certain people to go out, join me for lunch, see a movie, go to a museum and how few times (never) anyone asked me to go anywhere. when i realized that it was never it hurt. it was like the thought was never there. it hurts really bad to realize words that once meant so much to you were said with ulterior motives. i started out my year good, will continue my year good but for now i feel SO hurt because i have been so naive. nice girls finish last and dammit, i have finished last time and time again. my niceness gets me no where because it presents no challenge. my giving heart makes me a prime target to be used. however... i'll continue on. i feel good to do things for others even if they are using me. in my heart i know that its what i want to do. i never want anything in return but to know the intention was never there hurts so much. especially if its someone you care about and try and uplift in so many ways. this vent is over. never to be spoken of again... the hurt is not gone but it will be buried with the rest of the hurts from 2005. it was the last lingering one. i'm strong. i'm a fighter. i'm unbreakable.

best sex scene ever

the things we do while bored

lord have mercy...

come on now

you famous.. you need to either not wear white on your period if you cant remember to change your tampon often enough or just become neater overall. if you suspect aunt flow is coming.... DONT WEAR WHITE. if your period is irregular.... you need to avoid NOT wearing underwear at all times and keep a emergency pack at hand. basically: THERE'S NO FUCKING EXCUSE FOR THIS!

i need to find someone like this

how cute!

learn how to pop it

for those of you jealous of the 11 year old below...





it doesnt get good until the end though "lemme see your booty bounce.. booty bounce.. booty bounce"

a happy leah

a content leah is a happy leah
a happy leah is the best leah
the best leah is a bored leah
but a bored leah is a drama free leah



life is boring and i doubt it will have any pangs of excitement from here on out. i'm graduting and thats what the focus is.

videoblog: looks are deceiving.

shake dat ass but watch yaself

you tube it: fight edition

bitch ass negro (embedded directly below)


girl fight (embedded below)


this one is actually funny (embedded below)




i think youtube is more of the devil than facebook.

what you gonna do will all those HUMPS

well when you're 13 you shouldnt even be doing a damn thing. she dont even have breast for all that popping she's doing but i guess men dont care. such a damn shame. and watch the whole thing because the grande finale beats all.


lovely girly lumps
(or watch the embedded version below)


a random comment about this from a message board "i see zeta phi beta in her future". maybe i'll blog about greeks soon but not right now.

you tube.. off the hook

so the new thing is youtube where people can post their own videos. we'll just say it gives people an excuse to act a damn fool. heres some examples:



too hood nigga
damn a nigga cant even diss 50 on national tv anymore
is this supposed to be sexy? (not suitable for work)
make it stop (not suitable for work)
tits for tots

dixieland wb style

southern fried rabbit


(they really mean nigger... but hey in 53 that might have been too much)

i wish i was in dixie...


dont you love the "dont beat me massa... dont beat my tired ol body massa"?

milkshakes and candy shops.... i smell good

i got this lipgloss today for $1.50 from victoria's secret because frankly i needed some clear lipgloss. turns out this mess is soooooo fragrant. vanilla cherry. very nice. i also have in my scent arsenal: tirimisu, sugar wafer, cupcake and amaretto perfumes and lotions (one you can actually eat). i love to smell like food. now the tirimisu smells like a rum ball but i love it. i also have scents like coconut lime, cucumber melon (i was on that before everyone else!) and i even have coconut body butter. i like all things you can wear that is like food. my favorite outfit combo is chocolate brown and peppermint pink. i love chocolate brown in general, from my clothes to my men. its a candyland in my life. haha

evolution

you can see below my blog of admissions before i could consider myself absolved and free to continue into the new year. so far, on day 2 i am pretty happy with myself. i let free a lot of emotions that were holding me back and learned to control myself a little more. in realizing i couldnt fool myself anymore i allowed myself to enjoy what i had before me. i recognized good friends and blessings and i feel really light and free. i still have stings of backlash and reminders of past thoughts but with everyday the tiniest of lingering thoughts disappear and i am left to become the calm, collected and peaceful person i was. i am very happy. i want 2006 to be my year and i am determined.

pleasure and pain

i was chilling watching tv with my friend. we were watching this movie, i think called the jackel or something and the woman was getting tortured. my friend's roomie was in the other room and says "OH WORD!" and my friend was like "what?" and the roomie said "i thought you were watching porn." for a moment i blinked and realized how right he was. who really knows the difference between moans of exstacy and moans of despair or pain? how different can the feelings be if the expression of them sound so similar? i guess they are both passionate feelings but why do we moan when we orgasm if that's what we use when we're in pain. a woman moans when she's getting good sex and moans nearly the same moan when she's giving birth. and why is it just for women? women's moans are all relatively the same unless she's a screamer but a man's moan can be different. he can range from plain moans, to grunts, to breathing, to "yeah", "what's my fucking name", to "oh.. ba-by" and you cant mistake any of those for pain. its interesting how thin the threshold between extremes really is.

using lies as alibis

i am scheduled to go to a conference next week. i got a scholarship to go, its in DC, you make contacts and get to enjoy the city life. the thing is i fucked up my fall semester. its about as bad as Leah Young will ever do for a semester and i need to rebound those grades with a stellar spring. i wont be attending every program for my org, i probably will just attend meetings. the thing is this conference it the first week of class and i will end up missing two quizzes on that friday. so i dont want to go but i am kind of obligated because i was supposed to present during scholarship day at my school in april and keep a log of my events but i dont want to miss this week of class. so i am thinking of a good lie. i am leaning toward death in my family in lousiana but wouldnt that kind of be inviting it to happen? i need suggestions because i am torn, school is very important to me. why does this stupid conference have to be the first week of school?????