Tuesday, November 29, 2005

20 Questions
Houston/Bayou Classic 05' Edition

Compiled by Me and My Brothers

1. Can anyone tell me what exactly, "in through my nose and out through my mouth means"?
2. Ever seen a U-turn lane?
3. MERGE! (yes, we know this is not a question, however, we liked it.)
4. So I just keep straight?
5. Do you really live around the corner?
6. Why is my mailbox two blocks away?
7. When did Caleb (our youngest brother) get so hard?
8. What's with the stop signs on the freeway?
9. Why would anyone take the payway when there's a freeway right next to it?
10. What's up with all the birds?
11. How can one seemingly turn 180 degrees and still be going in the same direction?
12. What it do?
13. University of Phoenix is a real place?
14. Are my turn signals working?
15. How could you be sooooo wrong?
16. Do you blink?
17. If there's a Sugarland and a Pearland, is there a Candyland, Texas?
18. Hey dude, why can I see your pantyline?
19. Who farted?
20. Smells pretty bad, did you follow through?

Now Playing: Anything Paul Wall

Sunday, November 20, 2005

I should be doing something productive like cleaning my room, doing my econ homework, packing, or finishing this Hilltop article however, when there's an itch I like to scratch it.
So here:
This thing kinda' sucks really bad. Have you ever really wanted to move on, but memories held you back? Or maybe it was the pseudopotential for things to get back right again...I know the feeling. I miss HIM and HE is no where around...When I see him its a cold, dry "what up" and my guard won't even let me reach out and show him the things he used to love so much about me. He keeps floating further and further away and my spirit wants to reach out but my mind knows it will be to no avail. New girl or no girl...I know that situation won't be forever but even when they are over with our relationship will still be like a war torn country.

The Fool's Contentment
(this didnt start as a poem but my thoughts were so poetic I decided I'd entitle it)
by ME
I could do so much better,
I know...that's what everyone says
Sometimes though, you don't want better.
You want what you have, or had, to become better.
It is the ignorance of our hearts that yearns for this,
because in our minds we know better.

by my girl Jill Scott
1, 2, 3 o'clock
no show no call
Mid-April the phone rings
I still love HIM"

Now Playing: Dont Forget about Us- Mariah Carey

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

So I guess I have officially moved on...took my love somewhere else. The only thing is, when I saw HIS picture last night my heart accidently skipped a beat. damn...

Monday, November 14, 2005

The Encounter
Welp, it finally happened. I encountered the HER that came in and got HIM during my supposed 2 month "hiatus". I really thought this girl would be extraordinary, over the top, just a thorough bitch...I mean she has to be right? She's just a freshman...she has to be undeniably fly...right? WRONG!!!!!!!! SOOOOOOOOOO WRONG. She's an average girl doing average girl things. She happens to be a member of an organization that I'm on the E-board for and we recently had a meeting that she was in attendance. I'd be lying if I said I didnt go out of my way to make sure this girl was there so I could see what she was all about. I mean, I'm a curious chick...what can I say? Anyway, she came. Late, underdressed, and not prepared...but she came. This organization is a pre-professional organization meaning you always come ready to see and be seen, meet and greet, and make contacts.
Maybe she didnt know this though.
First Mistake: Tardy...She comes in late, and since there were not that many people in attendance it was really noticeable. Not only was she late but she was rather disruptive since she was still communicating with people outside of the meeting. Tis' Tis'
Second Mistake: Inappropriate Dress...Maybe she felt like since the meeting was being held in a seminar room in her dorm she could come in any ole' kinda way because she definitely did. Jeans, a teeny bopper T, socks complete with CHINESE SANDALS.
Wow...okay so at this point homegirl definitely did not get the memo...but she still has an opportunity to show me what she's working with.
Third (and biggest) Mistake now You're OUT!!!!....Not only does she come LATE, SLOPPY, but in our intimate meeting when we had a highly accomplished speaker she sits the the very back, arms folded, uninvolved, and decides to STARE AT ME THE ENTIRE MEETING.
Honestly I'm not sure if Anonymous should be dating her or mentoring her.
I mean really? Doesnt she have him, aren't they so content? Why is she so bothered by me that she would feel the need to hawk me the whole meeting? Didn't anyone tell her that doing such would really be a boost to my ego? I sized her up in a matter of 2 minutes flat and decided she wasn't even worth my time, not even on my level enough to even be considered an "enemy". I felt like telling her, "girl, if you got that man ...have that man, don't worry about me if you got him on lock." Truly I resigned my involvement in our relationship 4 days prior to meeting her so I really have no idea what she was going through. You can't buy class people, you really can't. She would have really been so much more effective if she was a LADY. I mean come in on top of your shit! Wow me with your intellect, the eye rolling-gum popping "ghetto girl" at Howard does nothing for me but show me how much farther along I am (literally and mentally). Damn...I think I must be Fly....even if just a little bit....Hahaha

Friday, November 11, 2005

Ujima At Its FINEST
Kwanzaa came a little early this year for me and six of my friends, folks. Tonight we found the true meaning of the third principle of Kwanzaa, Ujima (collective work and responsibility).
It was Resh's birthday...all we wanted to do was go out and have a good time. Who knew we'd be changed forever, who knew we would start a movement...influence a nation (okay, maybe not a nation -but at least some impressionable freshmen).
We attended some houseparty at an unnamed location where we saw some of the most vile acts of friendship ever committed. Every college woman knows the rule "if we come together we stay together" - that definitely wasn't the case at this unmarked location.
The first wild thing we encountered were two freshmen girls making out as a show for a an unnamed* Howard sports team, we have nothing against lesbianism however these two girls weren't homosexual- they were drunk and stupid therefore didn't realize that the same men who were fawning over them in this moment would be calling them all sorts of names the very next.
Eventually the crew goes back upstairs to get some fresh air, my friend and I noticed this one particular girl who kept going up stairs with a different guy (or set of guys) each time, as she walked down from the stairs we noticed a peculiar substance she seemed to be holding inside of her cheecks...some ivory color substance that remains to be unnamed. We were shocked to say the least at the blatant display of hoe tendencies that we had seen thus far. The night went on...I truly believe this was the hoe that broke the camel's back...she was laid out ya'll. I mean pissy ass...drunk as a skunk...straight wasted. This girl could not walk, could barely talk, in a state of not only inebriation but abandonment. WHERE WERE HER FRIENDS? Well, we couldn't seem to find them anywhere...so as two of my crew members along with some psuedo-innocent male (since none are to be trusted) peeled this young girl off of the floor.
I believe something clicked in all of us...well with the exception of one who would join the force a bit later...we all realized that we had to SAVE THESE HOES! It's like we kicked things into high gear...the hoe on the floor...well we saved her. Found her one friend, took her to the restroom tried to get her to vomit and release the insane amounts of alcohol she'd consumed. We all even sat outside of the restroom as this hoe sat on the toilet taking a crap for a ridiculous amount of time like she was paying rent! The crew ended up sneaking this completely drunk girl past the cops, into a car and back through the side door of the Quad. Even our one team member, who was like "forget that hoe", lent a hoelping hand and did some crazy incognegro CIA type stuff to get ole' girl back into her dorm safely.
That hoe that was running a head train? Well, I'm happy to say I helped that hoe! I got the owner of the house to inspect the rooms when I knew she was up there with her male "friend" (who I'm not even gon' put on blast). Once that silly hoe came down we grabbed her and embraced her...Mother Goose told that hoe, "Don't be no Hoe!"Mother Goose took that girl under her wing, spoke life into her so that maybe she wouldn't be refferred to as a hoe in some random upperclassmen's blog. ..what'd I do? I told her if I ever caught her in another situation like that I would "whup dat' ASS!"
Could we be mistaken for cockblockers tonight? Maybe...
Did we overstep our boundries, even if just a little bit? Maybe...
However, this girls were ALL freshmen (and while I dont think the entire freshman class is wack as hell and misguided as shit, ALOT OF THEM ARE!). Somewhere within all of us we felt the spirit of Ujima rise up in our bones and felt compelled to save these hoes! While these girls were seemingly abandoned by their party mates, we were the ones who helped them...made sure they would still be here on Monday to suffer the consequences of their mistakes. Yea, they are big girls and can make their own decisions but as women who have been their before, each of us did something in our own way to show these girls, ahem "hoes", that they could and SHOULD do better for themselves. Once you disrespect yourself...its a bitch tryin to get any kind of respect back. Sometimes people need tough love- so if I tell a freshman girl I will "whip her ass" - its most likely something that she needs to hear or experience anyway.
On the night of November 10, 2005 /the early morning of November 11, 2005 seven wonderful women of grace and integrity: Paris Fontanelle, Amirh Morgan, Deidre Young, Jasmine McNeil, Whitney Hawkins, Me (Yasmine Parrish), and yes even LaResha Ross, formed THE LOOKOUT (The Save A Hoe Campaign). We're coming to a house party near you...If you know a hoe that's tired of hoe-in then call us...Our Hoe Hand is waaay strong...We're transforming hoes into housewives!

PS: As for those two girls making out with each other...well, some hoes are just gonna' be hoes...you can't save them all!

*All locations and names (except for those spectacular seven) are with held to protect the not so innocent

Now Playing: "Dont Save Her" Project Pat

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

The crying shit is for the birds...I'm a liberated black woman who can't be defined by a man. I turned in my Letter of Resignation to HIM, yea literally...Wild? May seem so ...but it was QUITE necessary- I couldn't let him have that much control over my emotions any more. Sure I miss how things were at one point when things were still sweet but the fact of the matter is that -those sentiments for whatever reason no longer exist. I guess we all play the fool a time or two, but ce la vie ...let me get back to my life. It's a done deal people, I went to rehab and I'm not Addycted anymore. I cant let Anonymous ... Addyct ... HIM get to me...I'm the only one left hurt it the end. Who knows where things will go from this point, but I'm sure as hell not going to sit around just to find out. What God has for me is for me, and the man that is for me HE has for me and me only! He should definitely keep the letter though, its seriously like some of my best work. Plus it will be a collectible when I blow up. Its not a game people, its not a game...Missy dont play, and there are some great things about to erupt. DONT SLEEP ON IT!

Now Playing: "Overdose"-Brandon Hines

Thursday, November 03, 2005

Something I really needed to hear....
As I wait for my king, wherever or whoever he may be
Just because no one has been fortunate enough to realize what a gold mine you are,
Doesn't mean you shine any less.
Just because no one has been smart enough to figure out that you can't be topped,
Doesn't stop you from being the best.
Just because no one has come along to share your life,
Doesn't mean that day isn't coming.
Just because no one has made this race worthwhile,
Doesn't give you permission to stop running.
Just because no one has realized how much of an awesome woman you are,
Doesn't mean they can affect your femininity.
Just because no one has shown up who can love you on your level,
Doesn't mean you have to sink to theirs.
Just because you deserve the very best there is,
Doesn't mean that life is always fair.
Just because God is still preparing your king,
Doesn't mean that you're not already a Queen.
Just because your situation doesn't seem to be progressing right now,
Doesn't mean you need to change a thing.
Keep shining, keep running, Keep hoping, and keep praying, Keep being exactly what you are already.

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

Life is good. Alright....that's all for now!