Bubble Tweeting and stuff.

Bubble Tweet Vid of me singing a Keri Hilson joint.

Be nice! lol

Also, here a few pics from this weekend. My friend Erin, from Boston, came to visit me. She is pure awesomeness. Here are pics on my stoop. I was soooo tired. Look at how small my eyes are in these pics!! Well..they are not that much smaller then usual..but u know. lol

 

 

@ The F*Word. Saturday nights at Santos.

This Face.

This is the face of a very drunk person.

The Boy Next Door.

It never crossed my mind that I would be looked at as the "Boy Next Door." Thats awesome! The boy or girl next door is somebody that most people can relate to. I like to think that my complexity derives from how normal I really am. Hopefully that made sense! lol A new Twitter friend gave me a shout out and called me that (the boy next door): 

Kelly Horton aka Madison Kelly NYC.

She makes these amazing handbags that are HANDCRAFTED! and here I am hating to tie my damn shoe laces. =P Check out her collection, its very impressive. 

On a more personal note, I feel like there is a lot I want to type. But I can't put it all together. Have you ever felt so pressured that it made u feel kind of invincible? Like, if somebody were to say or do something fucked up, u would shrug your shoulders because you got too much shit going on? yeah, that is where I am at. I just cannot be bothered with the little shit right now. People have been swinging left and right and I swear I walk right thru that shit. I mean, when I get to a more stable living situation, I may go back and snatch a few of those mother fuckers up. 

I have a little bit of fear in my heart right now, but that is apart of the game. Sometimes you gotta get that fear in you to keep you moving. I know its a bit sadistic, but it is what it is. 

Boooo

Today, I realized that I have been keeping a lot of my life private away from my friends. Not intentionally, but I have so much going on right now that I would rather not talk about it. I have never been so stressed in my life and I don't feel the need to express it to anybody or even ask for help. Unfortunately, I don't have the kind of friends that can help me in the situations that I am in. Its all good, I know if they could help they would. Well, at least one of them would.

I think the pressure is making me a more irritable person. I think about how I have been such a good friend to some, and how I seldom get what I put out, in return. Now, before I sound like a whining baby, I am nice because that is how I am...not because I expect it in return. I don't give selfishly. However, damn!! lol It would still be nice to have what I've given out! lol I mean, u have to admit it...most of us treat people the way we want to be treated. I am not waiting for that day and never will. But when you are down and out and trying to get your hustle on, it pops into your mind, "I wish somebody would do for me what I did for them..."

Then reality hits. Thats right....I may actually care too much. So then I end up feeling like an asshole because I don't want to be a cold person by caring less. All of this pressure seems to push these negative feelings to the surface. I hate that. Thank goodness I am aware of this funky attitude I have. It makes it easier to keep it in check.

Anyhoo, I am being challenged and I am stepping up to the plate.

Fuck off. lol ;)

I still get my party on though!