Thanks everyone for the congrats and comments in my last post. I recently had 2 more experiences that further let me know, I am my own friend out here, and I need not look any further for care and support (outside of my home friends and my e-friends, of course!).

I went shopping for some new work pants because mine were TOO threw. I was wearing the equivalent of hammer pants to work everyday, and it was TIME to let those pants GO! I didn’t wanna buy new stuff because the last time I did, I shrunk out of em a week later. I’m still mad about that, but oh well. I just couldn’t go on another day wearing these extremely unflattering pants. And I feel SO much better that I went ahead and got new ones, because……

1. I know what size I am now (and its smaller!! duh )

2. My booty looks SO MUCH HOTTER AND SHAPELIER in these pants. Watch out there now!
3. I feel way sexier in clothes that fit.

So, if you’re holdin onto some old clothes that just aren’t workin for you, and you know it, let em go! PLEASE! Allow yourself to get a few new items that’ll spruce up your world. SO worth it.

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As you can tell, I’m fresh outta opinions (at least, opinions that I feel like sharing) so ummmm, yeah, this is just another post about me, me, me.

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So I’ve realized……

……I am my own man.

They aren’t too hard to emulate. Why didn’t I realize this sooner?

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I need a personal assistant. I got too much shit to do, and only me to do it.

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Messy people are SO entertaining, and valuable learning tools. Use ‘em!

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I’m a moody ass person. I just don’t feel it, sometimes.

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Love without Sex? Sex without Love? How do I feel about it? Ionknow. Wish I did. Should probably figure it out soon. Probably shoulda already had it figured out.

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Me, myself, and I.
That’s all I got in the ennnnd.
Thats what I found out.

 

Hmmm, so true Beyonce. So true.

 

 

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So yesterday I had a MO-MENT. Thankfully, I was able to talk with my best friend Andrea, and she helped me push through it (thank you girl!).

I was really missing my friends and my network back home, and was really disenchanted with my lack of friends and network here in NY. As an only child, I can totally operate alone. I generally prefer it. But there are times when I want to be in the good company of others, and it really sucks that in those *rare* times, I can’t hardly find the good company that I seek.

So I decided to be my OWN good company, and took myself out on the town. I went to a place where everybody knows my name (well, not really, but some folks do). I hit up the old karaoke joint. First thing when I walked through the door, one of the girls that also used to go to the bar regularly, came up to me to say hi. We haven’t seen each other in a LONG time, cuz neither of us really go to the bar that much anymore. First thing outta her mouth is, “Oh my goodness, you’ve lost so much WEIGHT!”

Mind you, I’m all bundled up in my puff coat, beanie, and gloves (cuz its cold as the dickens out here). Yet somehow she still noticed my weight loss. That was pretty cool, and it felt great.

She offered to get me a drink (from the old man that was buyin’ her drinks, lol) and we sat down and got to chattin. I ran into a lot of old peeps I hadn’t seen in awhile, and ended up having a GREAT time. I was so thankful that my network at home (:wink:) was able to support me, remind me that I can still lean on them when I need to, and encourage me to keep my spirits up.

 
That put me in a better mood and today I woke up feeling excited because we’re weighing in at work. I knew I was gonna have a good weigh-in, because I really didn’t eat crazy this week. Matter of fact, my appetite has damn near vanished. At first I thought it was because I was stressed, had a rough week, and just didn’t feel like doing ANYTHING, let alone eating. Then I thought, maybe its this Depo shot I got. I was SO concerned that I’d feel an increase in appetite (as most women tend to do), but I read that it can work both ways and actually cause some women to lose their appetite (cool!). Or maybe I was just so cautious of it, that I mentally tricked myself into decreasing my appetite.

Maybe it was all the above.

Whatever the reason, it paid off because I lost 5.4 pounds this week, and I’ve lost a total of 9 pounds in the 4 weeks that I’ve been doing Weight Watchers @ work. And in the grand overall total since the beginning of the year, I’m down 45 pounds.
 

I could just spit!

 
I was SO planning on celebrating with a helping of vegetable lasagna from the cafeteria (because they ALWAYS have the meat kind, never the veggie), and they were ALL OUT by the time I got out of the meeting, and down to the caf. I was HOT! But I guess it wasn’t meant for me to get my splurge on. That’s all good. Someone certainly is watching out for me.

 
So thats it. I just wanted to share my joy with you all (especially since my Mommy won’t pick up the phone!).

 
And I wanted to publicly remind myself that even in those down times, when I’m feelin’ low, when I’m feelin’ mighty bad, there’s no sense in dwelling there because I would totally miss the good news and the good times that await me and are *always* available to me. I just have to make myself available to them.

 

And thanks to my best friend.

 

 

siempre!

 

 

 

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You got everything
And anything I need
Want you to bring it to me Baby

Take Control of Me

 

I wish I knew how to relax, and let others take charge. I don’t know what its like to be in the passenger seat, cuz I’m always driving (literally and figuratively). Fact of the matter is, I’m not comfortable in the passenger seat, cuz I don’t really trust the driving skills of others. I prefer to be in control, so I know whats going on at all times.

But I’m tired of driving. I don’t wanna do it no more. Sometimes I wish I didn’t even have a car, so I’d have no choice.

It would be so nice to let someone else take the reigns, and all I would have to do is show up and sit down. But the more capable you are, the more others lean on you. So what’s a girl to do?
Be less capable? I don’t think I could do it if I tried.

I can’t accept help from others. Gifts and compliments make me nervous. And at the same time, I so want to receive. I’m at the point where I need it. I just do.

 
So why won’t I let myself have it?

 

just relax b.

 

 

This is SHESOPINIONATED.com,
and everyone is entitled to my opinion.

 

 

Hmph. Janet was tryna get control, and Amerie’s tryna give it away. Meanwhile I’m tap dancin’ around somewhere in the middle……

 

 

Now I’m all grown up.

 

 

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His Cousin:

Who’s that girl laid across your bed? She’s sexy as hell.

Him:

Wait, da fuck is laid across my bed????

 

Answer:

Me.

 

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Me:

Your cousin tried to holla at me.

Him:

I know.

Me:

You know?

Him:

Yeah. You’re attractive.

 

Damn straight.  

 

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This Girl:

Ooo, yo hair is pretty.   *as she pets it*   What kind is this?

Me:

Ummm, its mine.

 

I’m aware, my hair looks like weave.

 

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Let the record show……his cousin was fine,
and he coulda got it too.

 

 

I haven’t used the word “fine” in years.

 

 

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Ever start writing a post, and have a thought that leads you start another post? Yeah, thats what this is. Meanwhile, I temporarily abandoned this post to write some other ones. Oops! Anyways, here we go…..
 

What’s with people being uber-irresponsible?

 

Like, not paying rent for 5 months and not paying bills, but spending hundreds buying bottles at the club, buying new clothes, new shoes, going out to eat, getting the hurr did (and not a $20 wash and set by the Dominicans), and other unnecessary mess.

Then in the same breath complain about not being able to afford to pay rent and bills; concerned that you won’t find cheaper housing (or someplace that’ll take you because you’ve been evicted and your credit is TORE up); and how you need to make more money or you’ll have to move back home with moms (<-- thats enough RIGHT THERE to help me get some ackrite).

Ummm, how bout you cut back on your expenses, pay the shit that matters FIRST, and let everything else come second. Making more money ain’t gonna mean shit if you still spend it in all the wrong places. How one can justify not paying rent for 5 months, yet tryna stunt in the club is beyond me. And who are you stuntin for??? Just silly. And the prices of these bottles in the club are outrageous! Have yall seen em? $325 for some Bacardi Limon. BACARDI LIMON??? That mess goes for like $25 at the likka sto. We’re talkin a 1300% markup!! Its just ridiculous.

 

With all the new expenses I’ve taken on moving into this apartment, it forced me to set up a budget (and I.don’t.budget). I’ve always known how far my money can take me, and I’ve been able to manage. But now I have to make sure all these extra ends are covered before I try to go out and spend thoughtlessly. And its actually kinda helpful to know what I’m workin with BEFORE I spend it. I think twice about everything before I lay money down for it. Needless to say, I’ve been spending a LOT of time in my apartment, since thats what I’m payin’ for, lol. Its cool tho, cuz I LOVE my apt (I’m not scared of it anymore), and I’ve set it up so its a fun place to be on a Saturday night (at least, to me it is).

 

I highly recommend the “Personal Monthly Budget” template in Excel.

 

But back to the extreme irresponsibility of others. They can complain all they want, but they don’t haves my sympathy. I make suggestions, and there’s a rebuttal for everything.

 
“Look for a better paying job” - I’m tired, I don’t have time, I’m not gonna find a better paying job out here, I didn’t go to school, and I don’t do corporate.

Well you got more excuses than a little bit. You don’t go to work until 2:30pm, you have all morning to look for a job and schedule interviews. Don’t give me that bull. And if you’re tryna make more money, you might need to get over that “corporate” bull. At least, for now until you line up something better. Small sacrifices, if you’re really tryna make it work.

 
“Line up some reasons why you deserve a raise at your current job, and talk to your boss” - I’m already making $4 an hour more than when I first started [a year ago].

Well damn, depending on where you started and what you’re doing, that’s not a bad jump. It at least shows they are somewhat generous with raises. If you’ve got reason to ask for higher pay, give it another shot. If they can’t/won’t budge, maybe its time to look for another employer.

 
“See if there are some other opportunites to advance at work, that would equal more money.” - That means I’d have to become an owner. I’m already a studio manager, remember?

Are you gettin’ smart with me? I don’t know what the management structure looks like at your mickeyfickey job. I’m just tryna help Ike, since you’re whinin and complainin to me. If you’re maxed out at your current job, then its definitely time to line up something else. But it sounds like to me you don’t wanna do shit to help yourself, so I’ll just shut the fuck up. In the meantime, so should you.

 
Ok, so the indented commentary are the thoughts I kept to myself. But damn! I can’t help you if you don’t wanna help yourself. Stop tryna live beyond your means, and just do what you can do. We all wanna make more money, I’m sure it would help us ALL, and we’re all grindin’ to make it happen, but in the meantime, you gotta live where you’re at.

And if you still refuse to be practical, then……

 

stop complaining.

 

Folx are somethin’ else, yo.

 

 

This is SHESOPINIONATED.com,
and everyone is entitled to my opinion.

 

 

*sidenote* - my friend found her purse (see the link in the first paragraph). Well actually, I found it for her. Someone had turned it in to the police station. Everything was still there, except for $20. Guess that’s they’re reward money.   *end sidenote*

 

 

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