Wednesday, June 30, 2010


The worse thing to do is leave a lame ass nigga for another lame ass nigga. 

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Ready For Love

 Lately I've been thinking you're not ready for me. Maybe you think I need to learn maturity. They say watch what you ask for because you might receive but if you ask me tomorrow I'll say the same thing. I am ready for love.-- India Arie

I am ready for love, but sometimes I'm not sure that love wants me. Every night I fall asleep to dream sweet dreams, but then I wake up to a bitter reality. My reality is I had my first crush on a light skinned curly haired boy. Although just a child, I was willing to worship the ground he walked on. However, he didn't feel the same way about me. My reality is I thought I'd met the one. He was a Malcom Jamal Warner look-a-like. Odd, right? I was young (the tender age of 14), but I knew my feelings were real. I knew they were deep. I saw him every day. That's the only thing I hated about school days. You're stuck seeing people whether you want to or not. Too bad he didn't feel the same way about me. When acknowledging rejection I thought I'd have the love that only friends could offer to fall back on. My reality is that it took me a while to discover who my real friends were. There were a lot of enemies disguising themselves and waiting to throw hate. My reality is I let the hate distract me from my love. I still remember being on the bus one day in middle school and some children were teasing me about my love of reading. Reading was my passion, but they saw it as something negative. My reality is while love has always been what I wanted most, there were (and still are) times where I just wanted to be alone. However, I am ready for love. Even if love put more men who do not feel the same way as me in my path, gives me more frienemies (enemies disguised as friends) that are willing to throw hate in my path, and even if people still make me feel inadequate about my passion at times I'm ready for love. I just hope love wants me. 

Just a little free-writing 

Monday, June 28, 2010

Freaky Fact

This fact came from

60% of women will have had an orgasm while dreaming about sex by the age of 25. They're common in younger women

I guess this can only happen in our dreams unless the majority of males start changing their mindsets.

BET Awards Best Performer

While everyone was anticipating Chris Brown's MJ tribute at the BET awards, I think the best performer was El DeBarge.

He's been gone out of the game for over 10  years and then he came out of nowhere and blew the crowd away. That's talent.

Sunday, June 27, 2010

2010 BET Awards

My future husband Chris Brown did a Michael Jackson tribute at the 2010  BET Awards. Here are some pictures.
He even shed some tears toward the end.

Oh and Nicki Minaj got my award for most entertaining look of the night
More commentary is coming soon.

Saturday, June 26, 2010

The F Word

I saw this on

Perhaps one of the most interesting and colorful words in the English language today is the word "fuck". It is the one magical word which, just by its sound, can describe pain, pleasure, love, and hate. In language, "fuck" falls into many grammatical categories.

BET Awards

The BET awards has been going on since 2000. Since that time many things has happened. Old school singers have reunited to sing some of their greatest songs. Comedians have imitated singers. There has been lots of cussing. Little children have walked on the stage during grown folks music. There have been lots of memorable performances and memorable shows. There has been lots of great hosts too, including Jamie Foxx who was drunk last year. 

Last years show was the most memorable. Michael Jackson died two days before the show was supposed to air and then a brand new show was rushed and thrown together in his honor. How many awards show would change their whole plan to honor one person? That was also Drake's biggest performance and the one where little kids walked on the stage. It was a hot mess. 

Because of the great performances, performers, ghetto hosts and announcers, and just plain hot mess BET awards is my favorite awards show. It feels almost like going to a family reunion. You have the people you look up to and the people who embarrass you. Hmn, I just wonder how Queen Latifah is going to make this awards show better than last years. 

Friday, June 25, 2010

David Oliver- Just Sexy Enough

Sexy olympic hurdler David Oliver

He's one of the reasons I like to get chocolate wasted.

R.I.P Remembering Those Passed On

It's been exactly a year since we lost the king of pop Michael Jackson. It's sad because he touched so many people's lives with his music. He will never be forgotten. However, the are some people who impact people, but once their gone it is like they never existed. There are some I can clearly remember, but it's been a long time since I've heard their names spoken.

R.I.P Mr. Baker
Mr. Baker was my 6th grade Texas History and 8th grade U.S. History teacher at Missouri City Middle School in Missouri City, Texas. He was a great man and a great teacher. I don't remember how much I learned about the history of Texas, but I did learn a lot about his life. He always told stories about what he went through in class and he always managed to make them interesting for us. Although he touched my life I had forgotten about him until a year ago when I happened to look on facebook and see someone post some information about his death.  It hurt to hear that a great teacher had passed on. The Missouri City Middle School children now and in the future do not know what they are missing.

R.I.P David Davis
David Davis (Herman David Davis) was a classmate of mines from elementary school through middle school. I remember him because I thought he was cute. He was mixed with black and Hispanic heritage. He had soft curly hair. He was light skinned and had a nice personality. He was also shy. While he was shy he had lots of friends. However, during my 8th grade year he committed suicide. There were many rumors swirling around about his death, but in the end none of that mattered. He was a nice boy who left earth before his time. A year after his death it seemed as if he was never around. His family may have been remembering him, but no one else was bringing him up. However, he deserves to be talked about and I'm dedicating this moment to him.

R.I.P. Fred Bruton
Fred Bruton (aka my uncle Fred) was the sweetest guy I ever met. Although we are not supposed to pick favorites I have to admit he was my favorite uncle. I loved being around him. Whenever I saw him I'd hop on his lap. He always made me smile and blush. He had this very embarrassing nickname for me that I'm not about to mention on here. I was ten years old when he died. In fact his funeral was the first (I've only been to two) funeral I ever went to. When I went to it I slept through most of it, but when it came to viewing the body my mom made me kiss him. That scared me because he didn't feel like the same man. Later on my grandma was talking about how she could hear his ghost sometimes. He was her brother so it was understandable. However, I was young and it scared me. One night I thought I saw his ghost when I was in my bed. I became so scared of the figure that I crawled under my covers and fell asleep. I should have been asleep in the first place, but that's beside the point. I was young so I became afraid of him after he was gone, but now that I'm older I can appreciate his memory again. I was my favorite uncle. He was the uncle that gave me the embarrassing nickname. He was the one whose lap I could hop in whenever I was around him. I'm going to miss him.

R.I.P Tommy Bradley Sr.Tommy Bradley Sr. was my grandfather on my dad's side. I don't know a lot about him because it took me a while to become close to the Bradley family. That's unfortunate. However, during my teen years I remember he was one of the Bradley's that tried to make me feel welcome. I didn't bond with him enough though. Every time I called I would ask for my grandma. From what I remember he was a quiet man. However, when I went to his funeral there were a lot of people. He touched a lot of  lives in Plant City, Florida. I remember how some people were at his funeral crying because he was gone and others were celebrating his life. He made a huge impact on many people's lives. While I didn't know him well during his life, thoughts of his generosity are now in my mind. For that reason I will not forget him. R.I.P Tommy Bradley Sr.

Maybe next year I will add to this list.

Tell Me You Love Me

Leela James is a beautiful black woman who exudes confidence. From her music it is also apparent what she wants from a man. I know what I want, but I believe she expresses herself way better than I could.

Here's a song called "Tell Me That You Love Me" by her. She just performed it on the MoNique Show. The performance is coming soon to this blog.

All any woman really wants is love. Why is it so hard for men to just give us that? I don't want to be the sideline chick. I don't want to be the number one girl. I don't want to be alone. I don't want to be running to my parents every time a dude hurts me. I haven't run to them yet because I don't want them in my personal business. I don't want to be left wandering if the guy I want to give my heart to feels the same way about me.

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Stealing Ciara's Style

No style is original, so of course to make a style of my own I have to steal from others.

Ciara is one of my inspirations for style. I want to take her curly hair, her belly shirts, jeans, and top them off with some tennis shoes. Can anyone say sexy and comfortable?

Since I am 4'10 I don't mind rocking heels sometimes. I'd rock those red ones. They're cute.

Nicki The Barbie

Nicki Minaj continually amazes me. I've never seen a person make such a transformation.

I suppose if I wanted to change anything about my body I'd hit up her plastic surgeon. SIKE! I love myself the way I am. 

Freeing Herself

Freeing Herself
By Miss Too Sexy
(c) 2010
(Sometimes the sheltered life can leave a girl confused about the most important part of her once she steps into the real world)

She’s free now
Took her a while
She once floated on cloud nine
That was before she recognized her power
She’d prance around aimlessly, waving herself around
Faster, slower
Slower, faster
She learned how to sway to the rhythm of every beat she heard
Swish, swish
The hoola-hoop went as she started to recognize the skills of her outer layer
Then one night she was touched, a touch much different from getting cleaned.
The touch sent shivers of pleasure through her but scared her at the same time.
Her owner had taught her nothing. In fact her owner knew nothing, but would soon start learning.
The lessons were, “You can’t watch that. Cover your eyes. Keep yourself protected. As a matter of fact wait until marriage.”
So the lesson she picked up about herself was hide from the world
So she hid.
She built a bridge so the right guy would have to travel to get to her
However, her owner let a couple guys through to get a peek at her
She was excited until they failed to please her
She heard them saying they needed her
Yet they were deceiving her
She was saddened, hurt, felt neglected and disrespected
She didn’t understand why she wasn’t getting the attention she deserved
Then she realized it was the bridge
She had built it to hide
But she realized it was time to go back outside
Pick up the hoola-hoop
Move her outer layers to the beat of every song
Faster, slower
Slower, faster
Get back to cloud nine
And just be free

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

My "Tupac With A College Degree"

When looking for love it's easy to say what we don't  want and  hard to pin point the exact characteristics that we do want in our significant others. However, when we do express what we want we are told we are being unrealistic.

"Tupac With A College Degree"

I was watching the Tyra Show one day and the phrase "Tupac with a college degree" was bought up. An expert Tyra had on the show used the phrase while trying to describe the problem women have with finding good men. He said women want a man that can be hardcore and at the same time treat her like a queen and that's unrealistic.

It may be unrealistic, but I've also heard that the perfect gentlemen is unrealistic. I've heard that women do not really meet the man of the dreams. I've heard that if women really want to have a husband and kids they have to settle eventually. I don't know if any of this is true, but at 23 years of age I'm determined to continue to look (really wait) for my Tupac with a college degree.

Yesterday I heard this phrase on some television show..."Women settle for the man they can live with. Men settle for the woman they can't live without."

P.S. Maybe the man I end up with will be my Tupac with a college degree, or should I say the one no one thought existed. This quest for love is hard. Sometimes I really feel like I'm being played. The following song came on the radio earlier and I starting crying. 


Today I did something I never thought I would do. It was shocking. It was surprising. When I finished a wave of emotions rushed over me. I'm actually still shocked that it happened. I'm shaking a little. However, I'm not ready to reveal what I did to the world. I'm not even sure if it's appropriate to write about it. Maybe I'll express how it felt and name it in a poem.

Well on a totally different topic I was thinking about Plies today. For some reason I really wanted to listen to one of his songs. The one I picked was "I feel like fucking." Plies has some wild lyrics, but they make you listen.

Recently I wrote a series of poetry and I started it off with inspiration from Trina. The song I used for inspiration was "I got a problem." While I used it I never posted the song. Here's Trina's version.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

My Favorite Look

In order to find the perfect look I have to go back through my previous styles.

I must say that the red hair was my favorite. I was a journalism student rocking red braids and no one said anything negative. That was cool. I plan to either do this look again one day or dye my hair red.


At some point during my college career I remember a professor saying that while we (students) were in school we were considered journalists, but once we graduated we were no longer journalists until we got a job. Well when I was thinking of a catchy name on facebook what that professor said ran through my brain. So instead of calling myself a journalist I called myself a writer.

No one can take that away from me. "Writer" is my title and I wear it proudly.

P.S. Tananarive Due also inspired the title. I made the video myself (in case you couldn't tell).

Monday, June 21, 2010

You'e Cool

If one more man tells me that he thinks I'm cool I promise everyone I'm going to scream.

That scream is not going to be out of happiness.

Grrrr... I'm so mad at this one I can't even give an explanation.

P.S. If that was my foot I'd kick him in the face, lol.

Sunday, June 20, 2010


I just finished watching a play on BET. The play is called "Three Ways To Get A Husband" and it was not my first time seeing it. I saw it two years ago at the civic center here in Tallahassee.

I remember the day I bought the ticket for it like it. I was searching for friends to go see the play with me, but everyone was indecisive. If I would have waited for any of them going to the play would not have been an option, so I just bought a ticket. I did run into someone I knew when I arrived at the civic center. That person was on a date and it made me feel awkward because I was by myself. However, the play was so good that by the end being there alone didn't matter.

This summer I've spent a lot of time alone. A lot of the time I have felt lonely. However, the play reminded me that being by myself can be fun.

A few days ago I had conversation via text message with this guy. During the conversation he asked me if I was staying out of drama. I answered and then asked him the same question. He answered, but then he told me that I tend to get caught up in drama. It was weird that he would say that because I always assumed that those people who care about you are supposed to defend you (no matter what you get caught up in).
Actually I still feel that friends are supposed to be on your side when crazy things happen (or crazy people come at you the wrong way).

If you're reading this remember these words...Always defend the ones that you love and care for when they reach out to you. If you do otherwise you give off the perception that you never cared.

Speaking of men I'm definitely through with dating (or even meeting) them for a minute. There's so much going on in my life that I don't even see how I will be able to meet new men any time soon. I'm focused on finding a job, continuing my writing, moving back to Houston, living with my parents for a couple months, and getting the equipment and money to follow my dreams. Men are definitely on pause unless I already knew them.

Maybe this whole transition means the man of my dreams will surprise me and bring me back to reality. I really do look forward to falling in love and then creating a cute nappy headed child from our bond.

School, men, friends, enemies, and drama have clouded my mind since the moment I stepped into high school. That was almost 10 years ago and I can truly say that I do appreciate most of the moments I spend by myself. I've created this world that I love. It's the world of "Miss Too Sexy." In this world I'm apart of BBC, I'm writing the script, and people aren't driving me crazy . I'm content, but only in the world of "Miss Too Sexy."

Saturday, June 19, 2010

The Powerful Feeling Of No


It's only one word containing two letters, but it's the most powerful word that could escape a girl's mouth. Just think about all the reason's a girl would need to say no.

*No to giving out a phone number
*No to sex
*No because yes seems wrong
*No just to say no

I'm definitely addicted to that word. In fact the majority of the time when I say no I don't even explain myself.   What's the point of explanations anyway? If you don't know the feeling, you should go out and tell someone no just for the hell of it. I promise you it will feel good.

Friday, June 18, 2010

Grown Ass Woman

My life may not be where I want it to be. I'm not independent yet. I can't pay my rent on my own or buy my own food without help.

However, thank you Kelly Rowland for reminding me that I'm such a damn lady. I make my own rules and the world has to abide by them.

"I'm so grown and intelligent. It's clearly evident you're a child and honey playtime is not right now"

Has anyone noticed how much prettier she's gotten? She's not the girl in the group with Beyonce anymore. She's a grown ass woman standing out in the crowd.

Thursday, June 17, 2010

Kelis, My Idol

Kelis is crazy, sexy, and cool. She's also weird. She makes you question her sanity, but at the same time she forces you to look. She's definitely one of my idols.

Honestly, I think Kelis exhibits how I feel on the inside. However, society tells me to hide my wild side.

Future Husband Thoughts

The doctor: I'd love to marry a doctor because doctors make the heart grow fonder. They cater to your ever need. They try to make you feel comfortable.

The lawyer: Lawyers have the potential to use material things to keep romance flowing. They do get paid lots of money. Seriously, they're also good with words and they'll back their words up with actions.

The account: Accounts are boring, but they are good with with numbers. They know how to make you feel rich even if you only have a dime to your name, lol. Seriously they'll work hard to make sure their family life is comfortable.

The CEO: The CEO takes pride in everything he has and he doesn't want to lose anything (or anyone) in his life

I may add more to this list later.

The Original Mad Black Woman

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Loving You-- Poem

Loving You
By Miss Too Sexy
(c) 2010

"Could it be your face I see on my computer screen?"-- Computer Love

What is love? Love was once two people making a bond and promising to stay together forever, but now…

You claim you want to love me from far away. You’re there and I’m here, but you think with our distance we can still make a spiritual connection. We can show love…phone connection, text messaging, twitter to let the world read our love letters, facebook to remember…

What each other looks like. Ooh, with all these devices we can surely make love, use a web cam and pretend to cuddle up, give each other virtual hugs and quick kisses…

Too bad it’s not really physical because I’m craving lust, just one time to feel your love, see if you got a smooth or rough touch…

I want to know if the words you say through the phone and type on the computer screen can be backed up by your actions. Would you really give me the world or is your world a McDonald’s Happy Meal? You say you’re a creator so could you create a future that involves me and you…

Or is this just a fantasy that will never come true? Could this really be love…or does the love connection stop at a phone call, text, or instant message? You say you want to love me, but could you love me so far away without ever having been face to face? What is love? Is love giving up what once was to chase after something that may never be?

Happy Birthday

I once heard that every single woman is looking for her "Tupac With A College Degree." I don't know if we are all capable of finding him, but we can all remember Tupac Shakur, who is arguably the greatest rapper ever.

Happy Birthday Tupac

Energy Of A 5 Year Old

A couple of years ago my dad dropped my brothers off at my apartment when he was visiting Tallahassee. I didn't watch them long, but because my youngest brother was there it felt like forever. At the time he was 5 years old and he had the energy of a 5-year old. 

There were several times where I told him to sit down. Instead of sitting down, he increased his speed. He was worse than the energizer bunny. He was running so fast around the house that it was making my head spin. 
While he was annoying to watch, he had some things that are hard to get back once a person gets older. He had no worries. The older we get the more worries we seem to gain. He had one care and that was pleasing himself. The older we get the more it seems like the world does not revolve around us. Mostly importantly he had youthfulness. He was young and free to do whatever he pleased. No one would judge him because he was still a baby. 

At one point we are all seen in that light. We have no worries. We only care about pleasing ourselves. People don't judge us. They see us as free to do what we like because we are in our youthful years. I want that feeling back. However, I'm an adult now so all I can do is reminisce on how it used to be. 

Here's a quote from a blog I follow.
Trying to do your best when it's really hard to just keep up is exhausting.-- How I Live In Love

Tuesday, June 15, 2010

One-Minute Men Continued

Earlier today I put up a post titled "Most Men Are One-Minute Men." It was meant to describe how most men do not stay around long enough to really get to know women. I was just writing off the top of my head, but since then there have been some facebook statuses placed up to add to my point.

The following facebook status was put up by a guy who wrote a gentleman's etiquette book. 

 LADIES' TIP: Stop sign means Stop - green light means Go! If u have 1 & I repeat, 1 single photo online w/ ur a$$ out - DON'T complain when the convo is only about sex ... we just follow the signs. -- Enitan Bereola

That's only example one. More are coming soon. 

The White Dress

In the midst of finding my own style I am letting others inspire me.

While I'm not fond of white I love the way Jada Pinkett is wearing the white dress in the picture. She's petite like me, so if it looks cute on her it would probably look cute on me.

Most Men Are One Minute Men

A friend and I were discussing talking about kids to men. I'd never thought about kids as an issue before, but she explained that kids are a make or break in a relationship. It's not something that can be compromised on.

See, the fact is I only want to have one child. I've been saying this for a while and I don't plan to change my mind. Therefore the man I end up with has to be okay with having only one child.

The problem is most men are one-minute men. One-minute men means they don't stay around long enough for a possible family to be brought up. They discuss the basics which are career and sex. Once the joy of at least one of them has worn off the man is out the door.

So exactly how does the thought of family even get brought up with so many one-minute men walking around playing with the hearts of women?

Monday, June 14, 2010

The Beginning Pain

Think back to the time when that first friend every did you wrong. I'm not talking about the first time someone made a rude comment and you brushed it off. Think back to the first time someone you thought was your best friend said (or did) something that really hurt your feelings. Their words and actions came at you with such a surprise that you didn't know whether to yell or cry.

Are you there yet?

Well, I'm thinking about that person and it feels so weird. So many people have come into my life with so many disappointments that I'm wondering if that person was even real. What happened to that girl? Was she real or was she a figment of my imagination that helped prepare me for the real vultures in society?


I just noticed that I've reached 400 posts. This one is actually number 401, but I'm so happy.


I really feel like a writer.


I saw this quote on someone's facebook status.

"When you're chasing your dreams, you have to go to the end of the cliff and just fall with your eyes wide open."

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Oh She Gotta Head Fulla Hair

If I was to go natural I hope my hair would grow out like Solange's.

New Year, New Craziness

Every year we make a list of things we want to accomplish. We also pledge that the upcoming year will be better than the last. For some the new year is better, but for others a new year becomes another learning experience.

For the year of 2010 I planned to graduate college. I achieved that. I planned to write and get my first poetry book published. I want to write a novel, but poetry comes first. I've written it out. The next step is to get it published. I planned to cut the craziness out. I didn't want to deal with any more people taking advantage of me. I didn't want to deal with any more unnecessary stress from school. I wanted to have the peace that I had as a child.

So far all I have down is graduating from college. Unfortunately it's harder to get rid of crazy people than it seems. There's one girl who has always come to me for advice or sometimes just for me to listen to her problems. It wasn't a problem until she told me that the only reason she was still cool with me was because I was a benefit to her. That's not a friendship. That's a business deal. Even more than getting rid of those crazy people in my life, I gained a crazy roommate. I've said out loud before that I want to live alone. This time I refuse to ever deal with roommates again. Plus I haven't had my book published. I do have some chapbooks made. However, they are not as good as I want them to be.

On top of all that I'm looking for a job and I'm running out of time. I feel like I'm suffocating because I keep coming up with plans that don't really benefit me. The only accommodate the people who are helping me out right now. Unfortunately if I don't come up with a way to make money soon (a way that will make me happy) I will end up in a situation that makes me very sad. A friend did give me an idea. She said do what I thinks make me happy even if I may be cut off from my parents and have no money starting off.

Each year everyone plans for change, but maybe there is no real change. Maybe we just go through a lot more craziness and make it feel like change.

Friday, June 11, 2010

If We Make Love

"If we make love tonight will it change us for the rest of our lives?"

Those are the first words in Adina Howard's song "If We Make Love." In the song the male does have a part where he tells the woman nothing will change about their friendship. The only problem is things will change if the two do not have the same mindset. It hurts when a man is not attracted to a woman the way she is to him.

A lot of Adina Howard's song focus on the physical. I once heard that you can't focus on how someone looks physically. It's all about making a mental connection. That's a lie. While making a mental connection is good, physical attraction is very important.

P.S. Adina Howard is a Scorpio like me.

Who Knew

That's the title of Keke Wyatt's single from her new C.D. Who knew she had a new C.D. out?

Anyway I'm a huge fan of hers so I had to post the song. Enjoy

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Who Does Teala Dunn Look Like?

Recently while watching the show "Are We There Yet" I was trying to figure out what other show I'd seen actress Teala Dunn on. She looked so familiar that I could not let it go, so I decided to search the internet to figure out. The only show I could remember her from was Lifetime's "Strong Medicine."

When I realized Dunn was only 13 it occurred to me that I had the wrong girl. She just looked like someone. I had to find out who that someone was.

First I tried looking up the people who had appeared on "Strong Medicine." That did not work. Then I remembered that his mystery person had also appeared on Wanda Sykes short lived television show. I looked up that show and found the girl on my mind.

Her name is Jurnee Smollett and the first time I can remember seeing her is on the movie "Eve's Bayou." After that movie she was in a few other movies and has since been doing cameos on different shows. "Strong Medicine" and "Wanda At Large" are two shows where she did regular appearances.

The two of them definitely have some resemblances. The above is what Smollet looked like when she was 12. Maybe  when Dunn grows up she'll still resemble Smollett. The following is what Smollett looks like now.

Mario and Stripper...Oops Meant Girlfriend

just read a story about Mario's (super cute singer) girlfriend and...





 I can handle a black man dating out of his race, but this girl is also a former stripper. Why? That is all.

Interpreting Me

Yesterday I met this guy who told me I acted just like a Scorpio. Well since my birthday is the day before Holloween I am one. I'm not sure if I believe him, but I always like reading the different description of Scorpios. Here's what yahoo describes me as.

     The Scorpion is one intense little creature, with enough poison in its own tail to disable or kill a much larger opponent. But the problem with this kind of built-in biological weaponry is that it must be mastered in order to be used most effectively. You Scorpios can use your "stinger" for self-defense, using your powerful emotional awareness to render your opponent harmless. But there is a sexual component of poisonous tail also, and until Scorpio learns to control those strong urges, Scorpio may find yourself in uncomfortable situations.
Scorpio is the only sign that has three animal totems. First, there is the well-known Scorpion with its active tail. Second, as the Scorpio learns to master its passion and hold its instincts at bay, it changes into the Eagle. The Eagle has more perspective, for it flies high above the surface of circumstances, swooping down with its power only to kill prey for food. In its third form, the Scorpion becomes the always-peaceful dove. The real meaning of Scorpio is thus shown. Scorpio is about metamorphosis. Scorpios transform the painful poisons of possessive passion into a higher consciousness based on universal love.
The Scorpio motto might be "What is hidden is more interesting than what is obvious." You are the detectives of the zodiac. Your magnetic personality draws others to you. But you can also be secretive yourself, for you learn early on that when you express everything, others may be scared by the power of your feelings. You desperately want to have someone to merge with your feelings, but can become cold and withdrawn when hurt in love. You have the magic to light up the dark, but sometimes you would benefit by looking at the positive side of things rather than going into the darkness at all.
Element: Water
Astrologically, the water element symbolizes emotion. Water runs deep; it seeks its own level and will flow until it has found it. The cycle of water is endless with the snows falling in the mountains and melting. The mountain streams join to make the great rivers that run to the sea. The tides and currents churn the oceans. Similarly, our feelings are flowing as they connect the present with past experiences. Sometimes the waters are so deep that we cannot put words to our feelings.
The water of Scorpio is fixed and frozen, but it is a mistake to think that ice doesn't flow. It does flow -- and with great power. Think of a glacier, moving so very slowly, yet with enough power to flatten a forest or even a mountain.
Eighth House: Transformation
Since the Second House is the House of Possessions, the Eighth House opposite it, is about what other people have. This can include sexual issues, for they usually involve another person. It is also about the ultimate transformation -- death -- but not necessarily your own. It could be said that the Eighth House is what we don't know and what we cannot understand. It is surely a House of Hidden Power.
Key Planet: Pluto
Pluto is the Lord of the Underworld. If this sounds scary, it demands a bit more explanation, for Pluto symbolizes everything that is beneath our consciousness. This isn't about the Hell where we are punished. Rather, it is the Hell that William Blake describes as a place "so beautiful that it would torment an angel to insanity." As the key planet for Scorpio, Pluto is intense and powerful, representing those things that we don't or can't understand. And it is from these hidden Plutonic spaces that magical transformations arise.
Scorpio Greatest Strength: Your passion about your feelings
Scorpio Possible Weakness: Need for secrecy can be isolating

If that describes me then it's okay. Out of all signs Scorpios take Tyrese's breath away the most. 

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Monday, June 7, 2010

The Blue Wig

Last night on the 2010 MTV Awards Katy Perry was rocking a blue wig. I liked it. It was a great color on her. I now want a blue wig of my own.

Although I saw it on Katy Perry's head I can't give her full credit for inspiring me.The original person to rock the blue wig was the one and only Queen Bee Lil Kim. She looked cute with it on and I'm sure I will look cute when I get one.

Sunday, June 6, 2010

Listening To Me

I'm confused right now. All of my plans that I made when I was younger are not coming true. This is forcing me to come up with new plans. It's hard though.

On one hand I have my dad telling me I have no choice but to move back home. That's not what I want. I want to be on my own. I want to have the perfect job and a place to myself. I want to depend on only myself. I want my choices to be based upon what I feel I need.

I also have friends asking me when is my first book coming out. The only problem with that is I don't have money to get a book published. I do have something put together. It's called "Poetic Diary Of A College Girl." Since I'm not getting it published yet I'm continually making the poems better. It's only a matter of time before I'm staring at it in book form, but until then I can only dream.

I also  have friends telling me to apply for jobs where they are at. However, do I want to be where they are?

Then last Friday I had a pastor pray for me. After praying he started telling me about the things in my future that God was revealing to him. Some I could see. Others I did not know about. Is what he said my destiny?

It's hard trying to plan your life out and have so many different influences around you. Who to listen to? I'm really trying to shut out all of the voices and listen to my heart.

I think Erykah Badu's song "Window Seat" matches my mood right now.

Friday, June 4, 2010

Photo Shoot

Sometimes I think of myself as a photographer, but I really want someone to photograph me. I want to have my own personal photographer. It will actually make me feel more important. It will make me feel more like I'm reaching my goal of being a star.

Until that day comes I'll just continue to hold the camera. I get a little power from being the one taking the pictures.