I was just going through the my archives. It amazes me how different or set apart I feel from the person I was just a few months ago. Most things are the same, but it's funny...some things aren't. All that energy I spent in those guys: [The Baller, Mr. N, B.D., etc.] was it really worth it? It was a lesson to be learned and that is the best I can come up with.
Now, I'm at a place where I'm trying to become content with being single and well, alone. I tell you, sometimes I have to go as far as deleting numbers so I won't fold in and call someone. Someone who I want to bring warmth and company... I do this because, most cases, they only bring cold shoulders and regret.
There are some new faces to the battlefield, which I shall introduce later. None which have reached a new record and I'm not allowing shortcuts. The advice my older cousin gave me this weekend has been ringing in my ears. He said, "You're a beautiful girl and thats a gift and a curse. Dudes will try to make you settle...
...Don't settle."










This is becoming a concern. This is the second night in a row that I have not been able to go asleep. On my way back from hanging with Cali and his fam, I was so sleepy. I tell you, its something about me and the sound of the road. That jive really soothes me. Once I got home and settled, my sleepiness wore away. =\



So, yesterday I went to Mr. N's birthday BBQ. Like his friend said, we kind of "paused" the movie at the sad part and went back to normal programming. It was really cool. Not awkward at all. I met his God-Mother. I was nervous, from what I gather, she was hard to impress. She said, "




