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I'm young, black, single and fabulous!!! Trying to live my life to the fullest before its all said and done with . I'm just trying to figure it all out!

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Friday, September 16, 2011

...and the story continues...







At first I was going to sit my ass at home and not worry about being at his court date not one bit but i just had to go and meet this "girlfriend" of his...I wonder where she was when he was worrying me half to death about everything under the moon. So just like the bitch I can be I walked myself in his court room with my head up high looking oh so cute so they both, his mother and his girlfriend could see me and is at my ass right next to them both. None of us made any type of eye contact and from the way she was acting I knew she knew nothing about me or my dealings with Tyrell. After court was over i swung my purse and hair around and headed to the elevator and guess who was on it with me....The other girlfriend. At first I was breathing fire because this whole situation was making me mad how dare she stand next to me like she wasn't fucking my man how dare she be polite and kinda cute too. Luck had it with us parking right next to each other and this was my chance to either pump her for information or pop her ass right in the mouth. Before she touched her car door I finally made my move and asked about who she was and of course she answered with Tyrell's girlfriend which I soon laid the same claim to fame down too. I could tell by her body language changing that she had no idea that she was just 1 of many. We talked for over an hour that day and I was so shocked at how nice she was and how he played us both...he longer we talked the more i wanted to hate her but just couldn't even do it...she was young and dumb just like I and truly had no clue. As we sat and talked guess who made a phone call not to me but to the other girlfriend Tyrell!

I knew was gonna be so surprised to hear my voice come over the phone instead of the other girlfriend. He paused as soon as he heard it was me and went on this whole why the fuck you wit her...and blah blah blah blah shit. He even tried to make it seem like she was out to break us up...but sorry sir the moment you went to jail we had broken up. Needless to say I never spoke to him ever again in life but the other girlfriend whose name is Lyla are currently very good friends to be honest with you. It has been 6 years and counting since this all went down and I found out the person she really was and i honestly liked her. I never once was ever ever ever mad at her or blamed any of the foolishness between all of us her fault hell she was playing the hand he gave her. I really don't know how we became good friend it just kind of happen..a mall trip here, a dinner date there, clubbin over there but i can honestly say she is one of my good friends. I never share how I know her with many people especially my other female friends because I don't think they would understand but trust me they have been around her and don't even know it. Our friendship is something I probably never would have without Tyrell so...thanks to Ty for cheating on me with her and giving me a great person and friend. Now we attended each other events with questions asked...i was at her baby shower and housewarming and she has done the same for me. After sitting here and thinking about our friendship was built on crazy ground but i'm thankful for every moment of it.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Nails, Nails

Since I have so much time on my hands i have been taking care of my nail which is something i just wasn't feeling once before at all...but Tora put me on to this awsome nail tech who happens to be African American and now I am in love with her and everything she does... and on top of that she is amazing person and now my new friend....check her fb out http://www.facebook.com/celesteahampton?ref=ts...but in the mean time take a look at what she has done for me!








Story Tellin' Time!!







I knew when I first met him that it was going to be all bad, all the girls loved him and hated because he loved me. Our relationship was far from perfect...veryyy far from anything close to perfect matter of fact I knew I should have let him be whne I found out that he was huggin' the block. But back then you couldn't tell me nothing about anything especially when I grew up surrounded about males who did the same. So of course I'm hard headed and continued my so called relationship with him. Week after week, month after month i would hear stories about him being here and there with all kinds of girl, and on occasion or two he had the balls to have me sitting in the room with some of them. I remeber not really caring about the situation because I was doing my thing too. I sat back and let this whole thing continue on for month, until one cold winter morning that changed everything for us..."YOU HAVE AN COLLECT CALL FROM TYRELL FROM PRINCE GEORGE"S COUNTY Jail"...huh? I hung up the first time cause I thought I was was dreaming..so he called back and there it was again, the fool had gotten himself locked up again..yep you herd me again...I accepted the call and listened to him speak all this non-sense and if I could contact his hoodrat ass mother and let him know where he was at. For about 6 month I entertained his ass with phone calls and visited running my young and dumb ass up and down the highway to see him every other friday and saturday until...one day it all came to a stand still. His mother called me talking ou the side of her neck about what I knew about his dealing in the street..now first rule of anything dealing with drugs...the hood and so forth never confess to what you really know especially since I knew this bitch knew much more than she would lead you to believe. She yelled i yelled and then she screamed out " it doesn't really matter because you will meet his real girlfriend tomorrow" oh really ma'am his real girlfriend well let's let the meet and greet begin...

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