HAPPY BIRTHDAY MICHAEL!!!

Michael Joseph Jackson (August 29, 1958 – June 25, 2009), AKA "King of Pop",

Today, August 29, 2009, would have been MJ's 51st bday. It's very saddening that he is unable to celebrate it. But I think there is no better gift than to have your life's work appreciated by not only past generations, but the current ones that didn't even know who he was just months ago. Rest in Peace Mike. We love you, we miss you, and Happy Birthday!!

I knew it!!!

MJ DIED FROM LETHAL DOSE OF PRESCRIPTION MEDICATION ADMINISTERED BY HIS PHYSICIAN!! See...now I tried to tell ya'll MJ's doctor was tryna take him out. I tried to tell ya'll that his "team" was not lookin out for his health, they were tryna make money. I even told people that his doctor was doin whatever was gettin him paid. Do I think he meant to kill MJ? Not necessarily. But I do think he went against what he knew was right and gave Mike whatever would make him go to happy. Now, let me ask you, if you kno a man has an addiction to prescription drugs, and is an insomniac why would you offer him drugs used to anesthetize surgery patients? It's dangerous enough for people to have once for medical procedures. Why would it be ok, especially from a medical professional, to have administered daily, to fall asleep?

His so called caretaker was administering the anesthetic propofol, along with a host of other drugs such as anti-anxiety medications, Valium and Ativan, and a sedative Versed, in an IV drip. This was discovered in the toxicology test performed by The Los Angeles Chief Medical Examiner-Coroner, Dr. Sathyavagiswaran. Well now homie is gettin charged with homicie. BOOYAH!! Lol...that is all.

RIP DJ AM 1973-2009...what a year...

Earlier today, at 5:20 pm, self made celebrity Adam Goldstein, better known as DJ AM, was found dead in his home. It appears to be the result of a drug overdose. A friend called authorities after he was unable to enter AM's home in SoHo. He was half dressed in bed, and in his vicinity, authorities discovered a crack pipe and prescription drugs. Obviously it's too early for an toxicology report to confirm the cause of death to the public, but due to the paraphenalia and his history of drug use, overdose is most likely the cause. He was 36 years old.

The saddest part is that he reportedly had been clean for years, and even had a show coming out in October on MTV "Gone To Far", a type of "Intervention" show (like on A&E), but for teens. It goes to show you that money doesn't change everything. Addiction is a never ending battle.

Judging by the responses I received from most people when I mentioned DJ AM, I'm assuming many people don't realize they've heard of him. He is an actual dj, like the ones people call to play for their parties. He started out like any other, but became well known because of his mixes, and eventually his mash-ups. He was also a member of Crazy Town, a 90's band known for their hit "Butterfly". He soon became a must-have dj, scratching on albums for Madonna and Will Smith, and performing concerts with Jay-Z. He also performed private parties for stars like Jim Carrey and Kate Hudson.

AM was also co-owner of LAX, a crazy nightclub in Las Vegas, and was a regular dj on Fridays at Rain nightclub in Vegas as well. As far as his love life, he was involved with Nicole Richie and Mandy Moore...yea, I kno. His most recent collabo was with Blink 182 drummer, Travis Barker who with, in September of last year, he survived a plane crash that killed 4 others. Now maybe I'm paranoid because I just saw "The Final Destination 3D", but doesn't that seem like some real fate/death is gonna get you stuff? How do you survive a crazy fatal plane crash, and die a year later. Just thinkin...anyways.

He def had quite the life, I just wish he was able to enjoy more of it. May he rest in peace.

That is all...

Wait! It's not midnight yet!!

Ok, real quick, I have to post this because I had previously promised that I wouldn't wait a month to post again...well, it's officially a month..i know, I suck. But, it's not over yet, so I'm here, and I got lot's of stuff to say. So stay tuned...that's all.

Alert: Emergency Post!!

Ok, I just saw something that I couldn't stand to keep to myself. I was watching...BET...yes, I know and 106th and Park was on...yes, I know. It happened to be on the #1 video, which was Mario ft. Sean Garett and Gucci Mane "Break Up". It happens to be one of my current summer jams. This was the first time I saw the video for it. Now, I'm not usually one to judge. Everyone is a unique individual with their own set of traits. I'm not perfect, and neither is anyone else. However, if that video wasn't a modern day "Goldilocks and the Three Bears"...the poor girl was being chased by 3 trolls! You would want to break up to, and run!

Now, I've never personally found Sean Garett or Gucci to be attractive anyway, but apparantly I've never seen them close-up. When Gucci popped on the screen, the first thing I said was "EEWW! Thats his face?!" His lips are too big and black to skip out on chapstick. And the nasty gold grill? Uh uh boo boo. He looks just how he sounds. And Mr. Garett? His face is what I remembered, but he's a big boy (like muscley big)! I must have missed that before. Homeboy is massive! That, plus that face is the complete opposite of his voice. It's like if Mike Tyson could sing like Ne-Yo. As for Mario...I'm just disappointed. He has some exaggerated features (like those Black Hole nostrils of his), but I've always found him to be decent and kinda cute. So why, with that lumpy peanut head, would he think it was a good idea to get a baldie? He just got rid of the braids to get his grown-man on, now he's getting his old man on...smh. Despite the carnival show, I really like the video. I wish I was in it dancing with Baby Bear.

Mario - Break Up (featuring Gucci Mane & Sean Garrett) (Official Music Video) - The funniest movie is here. Find it

*I don't want anyone to think this reflects how I feel on a regular basis. I was just overwhelmed, lol. That is all.

Thanks for bursting my bubble...

Hello all. Ok, so you know by now how simple my mind can be, and how easy it is for me to be confused, enlightened, than disturbed..and yes, in that order. Today's bubble burster is Kid Cudi's "Make Her Say". Now, I have heard this song a while ago, and I loved it. It was fresh, used a sample of Lady Gaga's "Pokerface" (another bubble burster) very well and very different than usual. I almost thought it was a remix. It features Common and Kanye, which makes it even hotter. I loves me some Common. I never thought twice about anything. However, after a couple months, I discovered it wasn't a remix, it was all Cudi's. And he was just as nasty as Gaga. His song is called "Make Her Say (Poke Her Face)". Yea..."Cudi: I make her say Gaga:OH, OH, OH, OH Cudi: When I... Gaga: Po-po-po-poke her face (poker face), po-po-poke her face". Geez man... They're lucky the video is cool. I just saw this last week. Me likey. It's rather upscale for a newly popular artist like Kid Cudi, especially being his second video. Here it is:

My Apologies!!

This is just a formal apology for being a slacker. I am proud to say that after almost a year of life-wasteocity, I am finally busy!! Yes, I am so busy, I rarely have extra time to myself. However, that has resulted in the neglect of my beloved blog. And for that, I am sorry. No longer will I go a month without posting at least a stupid comment I've heard or my new favorite song. I will fail you, my audience, no more. I'm also sorry because I make all these bold promises for future posts, and I don't deliver. See, what had happened was...when I think ideas sound better than they really are, or I wait too long to post, I just cut them out, so that is why. (ie. MJ everyday, and BET awards pt. 2) That is all.

BET...why? and other award show highlights

Hey all!! I realize I've been slipping in regards to my MJ posts...and I'm sure nobody is upset, lol. I've been busy lately, and doing a lot of running around, but Sunday night, I got a treat...but it felt more like a trick. Now, anybody who knows me...or anyone who watches t.v., understands how I feel about BET. For all who don't know, BET stands for "Black Entertainment Television". I personally feel it is a hot mess. They try, but they just don't get it. If you don't understand, watch an hour, at the most, of it. Between two shows and some commercials, you'll see where I'm coming from. Now, BET hosts an annual awards show. It varies in class and effort from year to year. This year, I repeat, was a hot mess. Now, due to various circumstances, I missed some better parts of the show, but from what I've heard, I didn't miss much.

I understand that, due to the death of an icon, the Gloved One himself, MJ, they felt compelled to throw together (yes, throw) a tribute. I have this belief, that if everyone realized their full potential they could experience true greatness. Now, if only BET realized even a sliver of its potential, perhaps they would have considered waiting and planned an elegant respectable tribute to the King of Pop. Instead, they said "Oh snap, Mike is gone...we gotta whip summin up real quick fo people think we don't care". Hence the hot mess tribute songs from non-singing and non-dancing artists in memory of one of the best singer/dancers of all time. SMH BE-FRIGGIN-T!!! However, the tribute wasn't even the best of the catastrophe that was the BET Awards. Just a warning, this post is very picture heavy, but I had to let you know how I felt about the things I experienced Sunday night, lol.

So, without further ado, welcome to "Dizzy's Red Carpet Recap"!!
(I was gonna separate it into the Good, the Bad, and the What?...Maybe next time. There's just too much tomfoolery to organize).

Becuz I'm a MJ fan, I had to start off with Mz Jackson. This moment made me want to cry. Despite the overwhelming sadness in her eyes, Janet was beautiful and sincere. And you know I wants that weave!!
Now on to Joe Jackson...he makes my skin crawl. When I saw him in the audience, I didn't even feel like he was there to show respect, but to promote himself. Even Janet didn't sit by him. Ughh...Now, on to Performers:
Mary Mary are my girls. I like the black/white contrast, although I am not fond of the black...it looks like she thought it was MJ's funeral, not tribute. Their performance was nice, and they sung my jam "God in Me". BET coulda turned the mics up tho...just sayin...
I missed his performance...not really mad at that...but he did do "Swag On", which I do like, so kudos Souljah Boy. And, he actually looks decent...minus the ri-freakin-dicu-fool chain...I hate excess blingage. But I like the MJ inspired red leather and fro'ed out , MJ t-shirt. Young, but cool.
Kay, this is a Ciara double feature...CC isn't known for her fashion sense, but tonight she did it up in this form-fitting leather strapless dress (Rusching accentuates small frames, good pick boo!) and nude platform peep-toe heels. I was kinda hurt that her non-singing self sang "Heal the World"...thats my girl but...ya'll know she can't sing, she harmonically whispers...like Janet. I like her MJ military jacket and the band-aids tho.
LOL...HAHAH...LMBO...sorry, but, speaking of non-singing singers...oh Keyshia..you so purrty...and thats about it. I do loves me some Keyshia Cole, I do, but...maybe she shouldn't do a LIVE duet with Monica. It always sucks to be outsung on your own song. And I especially loved how their stylists apparently didn't know they were performing together...smh. It was like "Angels and Demons", lol.
Um, so...Bel Biv Devoe look and sound exactly the same as they did when they were actually famous, which is a plus. They aged well. It's also a minus...they missed puberty, lol. And I'm mad errbody acts like "Poison" was their only song. They played it out...I don't even like it no more...so there...thanks guys.
I am mad that I missed LaToya tho. I didn't know she performed :(. I also didn't know she turned goth. I don't know how I feel about this get-up. Part of me likes it.. a lot. The other part doesn't know if it's appropriate for a red carpet...then that part remembers its for the BET Awards, and figures, she probably didn't know either and decided, "I'll just wear my Halloween costume...it was cute". You know what? I like it...and those silver/black platforms are fly.
So, I see Keith Sweat hop his also non-singing self on the stage. I laugh because I know what I'm about to hear, I laugh because I didn't know it was possible to be off-key when there is no key, and I bopped along to his whiny Keith Sweat voice while I made Mexican pizza...good times.
Ok, also mad that I missed Miss Keri Baby. Also my girl...however, she can sing. I was also mad that she shaved her poodle and wore it to the show as a hair piece. There's a time to be daring, like with that very unusual but creative dress, and a time to say No!...like with those Jheri curl ringlets in her face.
Umm..they looked nice. Trey is too cute with his grown man cut. His crying self was getting to me, but I love him anyway. Tyrese can sing to me any day...fine self. Johnny Gill...um..he was unnecessary. And to this trio, I ask...why BET?...Who was like, "we have an OJays tribute medley...who should we....oh yes! Trey Songz, Tyrese and Johnny Gill!" Of all the random foolishness...and Johnny Gill's nasty facial expressions, lol.
Jay...he was aight...performed my jam...did his Hova thing...kinda mad they made it some dramatic "guess who, Beyonce? " thing, but whatever. I'm just glad my dude cut his nasty nappy edgeup cut. He was facilitating a shameful trend.And him...Maxwell...I missed you boo. I been rocking to "Pretty Wings" for months now. When you gonna lay the rest of that sweet melodic album on me. I need it...I need you...um, sorry. Had a moment..I'm back.

Ok..I'm tired...those were just performers. Tomorrow, I'll discuss the presenters, then the hit-or-miss fashion of the B-list star-studded red carpet.

Toodles!!

MJ Tribute #2

Later on in August 1972, MJ came out with his second solo album, "Ben". The title track "Ben", is one of MJ's most well known songs. It was his first #1 hit and stayed at the top of the US pop charts for a weeks, #1 on the Australian charts for 8 weeks, and #7 on British charts. Everybody knows about his pet rat (yes, rat) Ben, who he loved so much. I love this song because he sings it with such heart for his age, but it makes me sad because it shows me how lonely he was. Anyways, despite the fact that it's a song about vermin, it's oh so sweet, and here it is.

MJ Tribute #1

This is one of my favorite songs. Many people don't know that MJ had a solo album way before his Jheri Curl "Rock With You" days. In 1972 he came out with his first solo album, "Be There" before his break from the Jackson 5. This is one of the singles off the album. It was #16 on the pop charts and #2 on the R&B charts in 1972. I wanted to give you the live performance, bu it was too blurry, so here's a slideshow instead. Here is "I Wanna Be Where You Are":

Do You, Boo!!

I'm gonna be honest with you all, I'm no fashionista. I don't claim to be. I don't keep up with the latest fashions in Paris...etc, etc. I am, however, in love with fashion. I am a very creative person and to me, fashion is a way to make your body a canvas. That is why I am highly opposed to following fads and trends. I don't think it's the best way to reflect who you are. Now, I'm not saying you can't pull elements you appreciate from current trends, I just think that fashion is about whats right for you. I've been told often that a certain outfit I wore was nice on me, but would never work on somebody else. Now, sometimes, that's a polite way to say "you look a hot mess", but when you do creative the right way, it can be a very true compliment. When you #1:wear what you like, #2: are willing to take chances, and #3: make choices that compliment your body and image, you may create a personal style that really may not work on anybody but you. Now let me explain:

#1: Wear what you like
-so often, people are slaves to pop culture and trends of today, and try to reflect what they see. The problem with that is, sometimes, these trends don't work for everyone. It's important to know what you like. That can include styles from any time period (that are flattering, for example, you may want to avoid Hammer pants). Try to remember things you've seen on people, or in magazines that you loved. Even try to recall things you've worn before that you really liked or were praised for. But what if you don't think the shirt in the movie will look good on you? That brings me to the next point...



#2: Be willing to take chances
-you never know what will work if you don't try it, so take the chance! I am someone who is willing to try something odd, if I can make it work. I have plenty of "ugly" items I love. It depends on what you do with it, and how you carry yourself when you wear it. Sometimes, I will go to the mall on an off-day and try on anything I think looks cool. Then, I take a picture in it with my phone. What I see in the mirror is how I think I look in it, and what I see in the picture is what others will see. Later on, when I'm home, I review them. The next time I have the money to shop, I know what to get. The beauty of window shopping and trying unfamiliar things on, is it helps you get over the fear of putting it on. If it happens to look good, get it! p.s- don't be scared of pattern, color, and different fit. You'd be surprised how comfortable you could be in something new.


#3: Make choices that compliment your body and image
-To me, this is the most important factor. Sometimes, the cutest outfits can be completely ruined by bad fit. Don't dress for a body you don't have, and respect your proportions. A basic rule is big baggy clothes don't flatter any shape, male or female, and tight clothes don't help anyone either. Also, make sure your clothes reflect who you are. If you're a vibrant happy energetic person, don't live in neutrals like black and browns, add some bright vibrant colors. If you're a mature businessman/woman, you may not want to live in dusty sneakers and juniors department clothes. If you're a sweet, classy, well-mannered young lady, you may want to skip the mini skirts and thigh boots. Ya get the idea?



Fashion is about being honest with yourself, true to yourself, and having fun. I will be going into depth on these points one by one later on, so stay tuned!

Amazing, really!!

Ok, so I like to think I know everything. Not because I actually know all, but because I am on a constant quest to acquire more knowledge. That sounds deep, right? Well, it basically means I watch a lot of National Geographic, Discovery Channel, and PBS, but hey, it works. Anyways, I happen to be an animal fanatic, and I loveeee snakes. Here is a video clip of, the largest, unfortunately dead, snake ever captured on film. (You don't want to get too close to a live 30+ foot long anaconda). Enjoy!


LOL.....

Mike is Goneeee!! My heart is broken...

I never in my life thought I'd see the day Michael Jackson, the King of Pop, and love of my life would pass. I'm literally in shock. I happened to hear about it while turning on my radio. The dj said they received confirmation that he was dead. I was sooo mad! I thought they were making some really mean joke. I was literally disgusted (I'll explain my love of Michael later). Then, they kept talking, and they were really sad, and I realized they were telling the truth. I couldn't understand it. I called my cousin in Atlanta to share my denial (she shares my love for MJ). Then I called my mom (yes, it was that serious). She told one of her coworkers who Googled him for me, and we found out he had been rushed to the hospital after going into cardiac arrest. Yes, I cried. I can't believe it, and it still hasn't really hit me. Me and my friends had previously discussed a list of people who, if they died, the world would be affected, not just America. #1 on the list was, International pop sensation, Michael Jackson, and now, the whole world is mourning the loss of one of the most talented, innovative, and phenomenal artists of all time.

Now, I realize some people will read this and laugh or shake their head. Yes, I realize stars are just people, no, I never met him, blah, blah, blah. For me, this is serious. I'm not the excited type. I don't obsess, follow, or praise anything or anyone. Im just not the fan type. However, I am one of MJ's biggest fans. My mom loved everything Michael, and since I was a baby, I loved him. She probably blasted his songs while I was in the womb, lol. I know the dances in all his videos, I know all his songs, and I just knew I was gonna meet him one day. He was my first "boyfriend". I'm an 80's baby, so I remember the cute Michael. I even used to scare my little brother with the scary eye part of "Thriller". I listen to at least one of his songs everyday. You know you have a problem when people call and text you for hours honestly saying sorry for your loss. Like I said, yes, it's that serious.

As a special tribute to the G.O.A.T., I will be posting my favorite songs everyday for a week.

*Michael Jackson 1958-2009, Gone, but never forgotten. The world scorned you, but now they will mourn you. *

Happy (Belated) Father's Day!!

As you all kno, yesterday was Father's Day. First of all, I would like to say, Happy Father's Day to my dad. He may not be the perfect father, but he has always been a good one, and he's tries his best. The older I get, the more I realize that we're all human, and sometimes, we just can't get it right. The least we can do is try, and that is what sets us apart. I say this because I notice a growing trend of extremely young parents. Yes, I realize teens have been having kids for centuries, but lately, I feel like there's a baby boom. Errbody's popping 'em out....sorry. Almost half of the people I went to high school with are parents, soon to be parents, or even married! This is surprising because I'm only 23. However, the reason I bring this up in this particular post is because, I am soooo proud of father's this year.

I kno I promised to talk about my new job long ago. Well, I'm a teacher's assistant in a preschool. I looovvveeeee this job. The kids are crazy and disgusting, but they're all 4-5 years old, so its kinda cute, lol. Over time, I noticed that mostly fathers have been picking up their children from school. All day long, when the kids get mad at the teacher's or someone takes their toy, they scream "I WAN MY DADDY!!! I MISS MY DADDY!!". In a world where mother's reign supreme, this is not only surprising, but heart-warming. It shows me that father's of all ages and races are stepping up, being men, and not settling for "sperm-donor" role, but are being present in their children's lives, and being Daddies. I am truly proud.

...almost made me shed a single tear.

Thanks for bursting my bubble...

I think little things like recurrent segments, add character to a simple blog. Gives you something to look forward to, ya know? Well this particular segment is called "Thanks for bursting my bubble" in which I thank someone or something for further ruining my innocence with inappropriate things such as innuendo, inferences, photos, interpretations, etc. This happens to me often, and now I have the world to share my shock and dismay with.

Lucky for you, this topic debut is a double feature, the first being Britney Spears' song "If You Seek Amy". Now, I happen to be an avid Britney fan (My music tastes will be discussed in a future post). Due to this, I was an instant fan of this energetic yet "poppy" tune. I blast it in my car, scream it to drivers while waiting at red lights, and sing it to my dog. I have even offered my interpretation of it's meaning to naysayers, regardless of the fact that I had no idea what it was about, or who the heck Amy was. So, one day, while completing the survey in an earlier post, I was asked if I knew what this particular song meant. Since I had my theory, I thought I had an idea. Well I was wrong. First of all, here are the lyrics:
La la la, la la la
La la la, la la la

Oh baby baby have you seen Amy tonight?
Is she in the bathroom is she smokin' up outside? Oh
Oh baby baby does she take a piece of lime
For the drink that I'mma buy her do you know just what she likes? Oh

Oh oh, tell me have you seen her? Because I'm so oh
I can't get her off of my brain
I just want to go to the party she gonna go
Can somebody take me home?
Ha ha, he he, ha ha ho

Love me hate me, say what you want about me
But all of the boys and all of the girls are begging to if you seek Amy
Love me hate me, but can't you see what I see?
All of the boys and all of the girls are begging to if you seek Amy
Love me hate me, la la la, la la la

Amy told me that she's gonna meet me up
I don't know where or when and now they're closing up the club, oh
I've seen her once or twice but boy she knows my face
But it's hard to see with all the people standing in the way, oh

Oh oh, tell me have you seen her, because I'm so oh
I can't get her off of my brain
I just want to go to the party she gonna go
Can somebody take me home?
Ha ha, he he, ha ha ho

Love me hate me, say what you want about me
But all of the boys and all of the girls are begging to if you seek Amy
Love me hate me, but can't you see what I see?
All of the boys and all of the girls are begging to if you seek Amy
Love me hate me

Oh, so what you want about me?
Oh, but can't you see what I see?
Oh, so what you want about me?
La la la, la la la

So tell me if you see her
'Cause I've been waiting here forever
Oh baby baby if you seek Amy tonight
Oh baby baby we'll do whatever you like
Oh baby baby baby
Oh baby baby baby

La la la, la la la
La la la, la la la

Love me hate me, say what you want about me
But all of the boys and all of the girls are begging to if you seek Amy
Love me hate me, but can't you see what I see
All of the boys and all of the girls are begging to if you seek Amy

Love me hate me, say what you want about me, yeah
Love me hate me, but can't you see what I see?
All of the boys and all of the girls are begging to if you seek Amy
Love me hate me

Oh, so what you want about me?
Oh, but can't you see what I see?
Love me hate me
Oh, so what you want about me?
All of the boys and all of the girls are begging to if you seek Amy

Now, my innocent mind took into consideration the chaotic lifestyle of Miss Spears and thought that she was addressing the public. I felt she was supposed to be this Amy character and that, basically, love or hate her, people always want to kno and be where she is. What I discovered was,"Amy" was simply a byproduct of the title "If you seek Amy", when broken down as such "If-You-See-K Amy which actually symbolize letters: If=F, See-=C, -k Amy= K me. If you notice, I left out a word/letter. Why? Because you guys are so sharp. Apparantely, this witty number was talking about how everybody wants to perform lewd acts of a sexual nature with Miss Spears..boys and girls alike. Oh.

My next also happens to be a song, and it is Lady Gaga's "Pokerface". Now, I realize she is already a rather racy individual. I also happen to be an avid fan of hers as well. However, I thought, and I must say with very good reason, that this song was about how she was all lovey dovey sprungadocious over some dude, but she didn't want him to kno how deep she was in, so she had to keep her pokerface on. Well, to my suprise, I was wrong...oh so wrong. Before I enlighten some, here are the lyrics:
I wanna hold em' like they do in Texas Plays
Fold em' let em' hit me raise it baby stay with me (I love it)
Luck and intuition play the cards with Spades to start
And after he's been hooked I'll play the one that's on his heart

Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh,
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got

Can't read my,
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(she's got me like nobody)
Can't read my
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(she's got me like nobody)

P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)

I wanna roll with him a hard pair we will be
A little gambling is fun when you're with me I love it)
Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun
And baby when it's love if its not rough it isn't fun, fun
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh,
I'll get him hot, show him what I've got

Can't read my,
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(she's got me like nobody)
Can't read my
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(she's got me like nobody)

P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)

I won't tell you that I love you
Kiss or hug you
Cause I'm bluffin' with my muffin
I'm not lying I'm just stunnin' with my love-glue-gunning
Just like a chick in the casino
Take your bank before I pay you out
I promise this, promise this
Check this hand cause I'm marvelous

Can't read my,
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(she's got me like nobody)
Can't read my
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(she's got me like nobody)

Can't read my,
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(she's got me like nobody)
Can't read my
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(she's got me like nobody)

Can't read my,
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(she's got me like nobody)
Can't read my
Can't read my
No he can't read my poker face
(she's got me like nobody)

P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)

See? I like to think I'm an intelligent person. It's not like I just guessed. I listened, I pondered, and I came to a conclusion. Now I find out that she has personally revealed what it means. "When GaGa took to the stage at the White Party in Palm Springs, she explained to the roaring crowd that 'Poker Face' is a reference to the expression she pulls when she's having sex with a man, but wishes she was having sex with a woman." ( There's more where that came from, check below.) Guess I should have known something from "bluffin with my muffin". Now ain't that about a....smh.

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I'm officially a fitness freak!!...well sorta

Ok, so I realize I haven't posted in a while, but I believe I've found the secret to dedicated exercise when it comes to me. I can't think about it, I just have to go and do it. Everyday, for almost a week, I went to the gym religiously. I say "went" because I haven't gone in two days, but that is simply due to inconvenience of schedule and I was actually upset when I found out I couldn't go! I mean, I think about exercise all day, everyday, I can't wait to get to the gym, I wish I could stay longer when I'm there. Even when I don't go to the gym, I work out at home, and I stretch every morning. It's like a miracle, lol. Needless to say, by the end of June, aka the real summer, I will be one hot mama...at least thats the plan. And even if I don't look how I expect, I will be so strong feeling and fit, I won't even care. I'm so proud of myself. Kudos to me :)

Ok...Fine

Alright...So, first of all, I should have posted a long time ago, because after such a very long wait....I HAVE A JOB!!! NO LONGER AM I AN UNEMPLOYED WASTE OF SPACE!!! However, due to something that weighs more heavily on my mind, the review of my current job will have to wait until another post.

This post, is in response to my last real one in which I gave a rather graphic description of my currently saggy butt. I made some proposals like going to he gm, running, taking vitamins...blah blah blah. Yea...I did none of things, as predicted by myself. But I recently saw a video blog of Ciara, and since we are both of slim, athletic build, I have somebody to physically relate to. I will probably never be juicy, lol, but I can look pretty freakin' badd (the good bad, like bad mother--shut your mouth!...I'm only talkin' 'bout Candace...we can dig it!) if I atually tried. Ciara used to be ok. She was tall, long, slim, and had an ok face, but she was kinda regular. Now she's a friggin' Amazon. She grew a butt, her legs are fierce, and she has diamond cut abs. I realize the gym is part of her career, but I'm sure with some determination, I can attain something similar.

Besides, I saw myself in a bathing suit last year, and it was pathetic, to say the least. I'mtrying to rock a bikini this summer, and turn heads...not stomachs. Needless to say, I got some work to do. So this time, no promise. I'm just gonna try to do it. The other post showed what I plan to do...jus remember, Im a lazy procrastinator full of excuses. I offer no guarantees. Today should set off my fitness program...here goes nothing!!

Random

Ok, so...I love surveys. Mostly because I'm very secretive, but if you really ask me, and I like you, I'll tell you what you want to know. I'm just not the overly social "guess what happened today" type. So, surveys let me tell people things about me that I would never think to just come out and say...just because. So, here's one:

What's the first thing that pops into your head when you think of last summer?
--boredom, confusion, sadness, MIAMI n' CRUISE...and losing my first self-bought beautiful phone!!
Give me lyrics from the song you're listening to?
--gotta get you outta my system; i feel so alienated...
What is the last non-alcoholic beverage you had?
--water!
Who was your last text from & what did it say?
--*blush*...don' worry about that & "Hi bay"
Your ex says they never even liked you, you say?
--haha...don't play yourself...you were the president of my fanclub...
Is your current girlfriend/boyfriend better than your old girlfriends/boyfriends?
--I don't compare people...every situation is different.
Do you have someone of the opposite sex you can tell everything to?
--yes, and it's what I always wanted .
How about the same sex?
--not really...unfortunately.
Are you a fast typer?
--I'm aight...
How do you dot your i's?
--like normal people do -- with a dot. I'm too grown to draw hearts and stars.
What do you think of people who show off about their handwriting?
--They're stupid... mostly becuz I sometimes have trouble reading my own, lol.
Have you ever laughed at something that wasn't meant to be funny?
--yeah...all the time. I have a sick way of thinking about things.
Do people often mistake you for a different nationality?
--I usually get Dominican, or black/white mixed.
Do you tan or burn when in the sun?
--Neither...I bronze...don't hate.
Would you rather sleep with someone else, or alone?
--someone else...I feel safer.
Do you like sushi?
--its yummy !
What food do you find disgusting?
--chittlins...I just don't undertand why....
What was the weather like on your birthday?
--uhmm...I don't really remember...I'm assuming cold since it was November, but it wasn't the worst.
Ever kissed someone of the same sex?
--I'm assuming relatives don't count, so none.
Are you laid-back?
--96% of the time :)
Does it matter if your bf/gf smokes?
--Yes. I couldn't imagine kissing an ashtray or smelling like a bar all the time...eeewwww.
Have you had any form of exercise today?
--Went for a walk, and I'm about to do some strength training.
Do you get the trick in the song If u seek amy by Brittney Spears?
--I kinda like that song...I hin I get it, but the "Amy" thing is annoying, so no.
Did you know if you eat too many carrots, your skin can turn orange?
--I don't know about adults, but when I was a baby, they turned my high-yellow but orange all the time.
What's your favorite color gummy bear?
--the red ones....or the green ones....no, Imma go with the red ones.
Your favorite thing to drink on a hot summer day?
--it should be water, but iced tea.
Are you competitive?
--very...whether I'm good at the task or not. I love to win and HATE to lose.
Do you study for tests?
--not like I should, but Imma have to modify that plan for grad scool.
Who was the last person you sat beside at a restaurant?
--umm...don't remember the last restaurant I went to.

Nipping laziness in the saggy butt

Ok, so the real purpose of this blog is to chronicle my transformation into adulthood. One of the hurdles I must cross is laziness. Why? Because I'm lazy. Not that I don't like doing stuff. Ask anybody...sometimes I'm more guilty of doing too much stuff. I just lack motivation to do the things that would enhance my overall well-being. One of those things is exercise. Now don't get me wrong, I looovvveee to work-out. I feel strong and invigorated and look really good. Unfortunately, making myself exercise is near impossible. I'll do a couple stretches and one rep of some really intense exercise once a day, for like 2 weeks, then I tell myself "if I just do some push-ups, I tone easily, so I'll be good", or "I did good last week, I can afford to take this 2-7 days off". Next thing you kno, I'm spending my free time eating melted cheddar cheese off a plate and watching Oprah. Tsk tsk indeed.

Now, people who kno me will laugh at my exercise talk, because I'm skin and bones. But what they don't seem to realize is, everybody jiggles. Jiggling is ok if you have a few extra pounds on you...it's expected. Jiggling is nasty if you way 10 pounds. Then, you're just saggy. That is what I am right now. Back when I ran track in high school, or danced in college, I was fit, and it showed. My legs were skinny, but toned, I had a six pack, and my butt defied gravity. A year away from school and convenient extracurricular activities, and my thighs are like raw chicken legs, I have the upper body strength of my great-grandma, and a butt made of play dough (It's the only place fat is stored on my body, and with no muscle tone, it molds to whatever I put it in...disgusting). So, I've decided to be proactive. No longer will I be skinny for skinny's sake. No longer will I settle for naturally small. In short, it's time to hit the gym!!

Oh yes, people. I am going all out. I will be waking up in the morning, and stretching. I will be doing push-ups, lunges....even the dreaded crunches. I will even drag myself to the gym and utilize this stupid YMCA membership I've had for 2 years. I will drink more water, I already like healthy food, and I will drink protein shakes and take my vitamins. It won't be fun, but it will feel great to be healthy and fit again. I will be starting this on Sunday. Wish me luck!!

Does this make me a ...blogger?

Yayyyy!! My first post! Um...ok, so I don't know what to do now. I guess I could tell you why I made a blog. Basically, it's because I have a lot of stuff, like theories I make up, and opinions and random thoughts...things other people don' really care about unless they ask you. I figured I'd just become a world famous writer and write a bunch of witty essays, or maybe become a journalist and have a column, like Carrie in "Sex in the City". Unfortunately, those jobs aren't as easy to come by as they seem, lol. So, after reading a few hair and fashion blogs, I said to myself "Self?," and myself said "Yes boo?" (Myself is sweet like that). Then I said, "I've been thinking, and, we're kinda cool right?", and myself said "We're wicked awesome babe...why?". I replied, "Cuz we should sooo make a blog!", to which myself exclaimed "Yo, I was thinking the same thing! With our own blog, we'd have so much room for activities!!". (In advance, I watch a lot of movies, many of them ridiculous, and I'm a quoter...hence the "Stepbrothers" reference...sorry).

Anyways, the moral to the story is, when you have really cool things to say, and nobody cares but you, and talking to yourself starts to get weird, start a blog.