4/16/2009
All of My Love
Yoooooo son!
I've been gone for dumb long.
Getting my life together and working on some thaaaangs that I've been aspiring for a long, long, long time.
But I'm back like cooked crack and I'll be graduating (FINALLY!) this semester. So watch out now. And on top of that I am officially a SOROR of DELTA SIGMA THETA SORORITY INCORPORATED! ΔΣΘ! OOOOOOOOOO-OP!
I'm soooooo proud to finally have made. Regardless what you think (cause I really don't care - I'ma do me) I think this is one of the best decisions of my life and I'm excited about the potential that I will have in this sisterhood. It's a lifetime commitment boo....
Spring '09, keeping it sexy in the SIX club!
DKA HERstory
ΔΣΘ
(okay so 2 of my linesisters aren't here...but we look cute, so this will have to do until I can update it)
I've been gone for dumb long.
Getting my life together and working on some thaaaangs that I've been aspiring for a long, long, long time.
But I'm back like cooked crack and I'll be graduating (FINALLY!) this semester. So watch out now. And on top of that I am officially a SOROR of DELTA SIGMA THETA SORORITY INCORPORATED! ΔΣΘ! OOOOOOOOOO-OP!
I'm soooooo proud to finally have made. Regardless what you think (cause I really don't care - I'ma do me) I think this is one of the best decisions of my life and I'm excited about the potential that I will have in this sisterhood. It's a lifetime commitment boo....
Spring '09, keeping it sexy in the SIX club!
DKA HERstory
ΔΣΘ
(okay so 2 of my linesisters aren't here...but we look cute, so this will have to do until I can update it)
Labels: Allow Me To Introduce Myself.., Fresh Daily, In My Mind, Its About Damn Time
1/30/2009
I'm Finally Doing Music...
Well at least working in it...for real, for real
I put my classic screwface aside, and actually decided to take on an artist!
Ahhhh....this is exciting.
He's crazy talented and we have amazing plans in the works.
Never mind the album cover...he's a D-Boy straight from the trap
and while his aesthetic value may not quite align with the jaded Yankees of the music industry...the MUSIC is what MATTERS.
So download it!
Get on it!
Listen...and comment!
Pill -- 4180:The Prescription
I put my classic screwface aside, and actually decided to take on an artist!
Ahhhh....this is exciting.
He's crazy talented and we have amazing plans in the works.
Never mind the album cover...he's a D-Boy straight from the trap
and while his aesthetic value may not quite align with the jaded Yankees of the music industry...the MUSIC is what MATTERS.
So download it!
Get on it!
Listen...and comment!
Pill -- 4180:The Prescription
Labels: Fresh Daily, Musical Protoplast
1/25/2009
A Means to An End
I sent this this morning [via BbM]::
He replies, of course, albeit 4 hours after he read it [ahh, the glory of Bbm]::
Never one to not put the nail in the coffin, I say::
He complies. Deleted.
I've decided that you and I can no longer have dealings with each other. Seriously.
This situation isn't going to benefit me in any way. I stand to gain nothing.
Other than experiencing what it's like to be the side chick, jumopoff whatever.
And that's an experience I can do without.
And I don't want to be your faux friend either. Cause that's the same shit as a jumpoff.
So I'm deading it. Officially. And don't worry I'm not sad or melancholy about it.
It's all good in the hood.
I just rather spend time doing things that actually benefit me rather than sell myself short. So maybe next lifetime or some time after that we can just be cool.
But for now I'd rather act like its Dec. 30th 2008 and I never met you.
He replies, of course, albeit 4 hours after he read it [ahh, the glory of Bbm]::
I agree with you to a t, I just don't want us to be enemies because of the way things played out.
Never one to not put the nail in the coffin, I say::
That is noble and all. But no need to worry about us being enemies, since there is no real reason for us to interact. Just press delete.
He complies. Deleted.
Labels: Carrie Bradshaw Don't Have Shit On Me, Fresh Daily, In My Mind
1/11/2009
Go Head Get Ya Medicine
Funny...cause my homeboy just asked me whats up with the/"my" music and I proceeded to be mad vague. I'm working on some thaaaaaaangs.
But this shit right here got me real excited!
p-i-double-l bitch!
But this shit right here got me real excited!
p-i-double-l bitch!
Labels: Fresh Daily, Musical Protoplast
1/08/2009
Yes, '09 is Mine
It's the mother fucking 2009.
I'm officially ACTUALLY graduating from college with a B.S. in Sociology.
Like no, really -- I have 6 credits left to graduate.
I have no ambition of actually attending graduation.
But any reason to throw a party is a good reason in my book...so hells to the yeah there will be a party come Mid-May.
I'm taking a year off to get my shit together to apply to a PhD program (go figure), because I don't want to have to pay my school loans back and fuck it, if I can get paid for being smart...why the hell not.
I'm going to be officially launching the Jouel Agency sometime this year. Yes, I will finally be getting my shit together, for reals for reals.
I'm helping to launch a new artist and I'm super fucking excited.
I can't say more than that. I LOVE my ATL Family!!
I'll be turning 24 this year.
I'm happy.
I've been doing the dating thing.
I actually suck at it, but a free meal is a free meal.
I'm learning to become more lady like because of it though.
Which means I'm training my potty mouth and making a conscious effort not to say "n*gga" or refer to my 'suitor' as "son". (actually I think my next post will be about this). LMao...I'm finding out it REALLY bothers some guys.
I'm learning to be more affectionate and its killing my soul slowly.
That and being "open" ---- eeeeeck.
I had to catch myself getting ready to tell somebody that I don't need anymore friends, I've filled my quota. Lol....I didn't say it. I'm going to be true blue nice in the '09.
I'm going to DC for inauguration and I'm super excited about all the fuckery that will ensue. Let's pray I don't get mased or arrested!
I kept my word and sent out my end of the year email to EVERYBODY that I had dealings with last year. I got some very interesting responses. Thank you all again. My personal favorite was the email asking me very formally to not email them again....lol...that made me smile.
2009 will be great.
I'm looking forward to my future evolution.
I'm officially ACTUALLY graduating from college with a B.S. in Sociology.
Like no, really -- I have 6 credits left to graduate.
I have no ambition of actually attending graduation.
But any reason to throw a party is a good reason in my book...so hells to the yeah there will be a party come Mid-May.
I'm taking a year off to get my shit together to apply to a PhD program (go figure), because I don't want to have to pay my school loans back and fuck it, if I can get paid for being smart...why the hell not.
I'm going to be officially launching the Jouel Agency sometime this year. Yes, I will finally be getting my shit together, for reals for reals.
I'm helping to launch a new artist and I'm super fucking excited.
I can't say more than that. I LOVE my ATL Family!!
I'll be turning 24 this year.
I'm happy.
I've been doing the dating thing.
I actually suck at it, but a free meal is a free meal.
I'm learning to become more lady like because of it though.
Which means I'm training my potty mouth and making a conscious effort not to say "n*gga" or refer to my 'suitor' as "son". (actually I think my next post will be about this). LMao...I'm finding out it REALLY bothers some guys.
I'm learning to be more affectionate and its killing my soul slowly.
That and being "open" ---- eeeeeck.
I had to catch myself getting ready to tell somebody that I don't need anymore friends, I've filled my quota. Lol....I didn't say it. I'm going to be true blue nice in the '09.
I'm going to DC for inauguration and I'm super excited about all the fuckery that will ensue. Let's pray I don't get mased or arrested!
I kept my word and sent out my end of the year email to EVERYBODY that I had dealings with last year. I got some very interesting responses. Thank you all again. My personal favorite was the email asking me very formally to not email them again....lol...that made me smile.
2009 will be great.
I'm looking forward to my future evolution.
Labels: Allow Me To Introduce Myself.., Fresh Daily, In My Mind
12/18/2008
It Could All Be So Simple
Oh the myriads of issues that come with teaching an art class to 6-8 year olds. Trying to get the kids to sit still for 5 minutes is the task of a lifetime. That along with trying to remember the 60million variations of Trayon/Tayong/Tayan/TayTrewhatever has been an uphill battle. So the other day I set out what I thought would be a simple art activity.
Cutting out hands. Simple, right?
So I began the project by asking the kids how many fingers they have.
10, right? Yes kids 10!
Alright kids get to tracing!
"but Ms. Jasmine, I can't trace my hand. I don't have 10 fingers"
I look down, it's one of the Trèvon(s). The one that looks like the offspring of Tameka Foster and Usher. I promise you, if you want to see what Usher the fourth will look like in 5/6 years this little boy is it. Anyway back to the story...I look down and proceed to ask him:
"well than Usher the 16th, how many fingers do you have?"
He begins to count them out using his chin.
"1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10-11-12!! I have 12"
Sure enough he has an extra limb dangling off both his pinkies. Just a dangling. Like I could just take my scissors and cut them off. Ehhh.
"my mommy says I'm an alien"
He said it with the upmost confidence.
At that moment I'm trying to dispel the alien comment with some textbook self esteem reassurance ("no you're not an alien! You're special!"). I'm thinking, why in the hell didn't his Momma get them suckas chopped off at birth? He must be Haitian.
"Usher the 56th, where your family from?"
He rattles off his home address. Something, something Livonia Ave. Apt 2J.
Dammit how do you ask a 7year old what ethnicity he is? All the Spanish kids get it. My Black kids? They just from Brooklyn. LOL. Whatever it was an ignorant thought anyway. I was only thinking his family must of left them excess of limbs (shits even had fingernails) cause of some other voodoo/Santeria shit. But then again he could be Trini too. Hmm.
He was insistent that I trace all 6/12 fingers. And i conceded. Homeboy had no shame towards his fingers. He was proud. So now on Tuesday. When we hang up our banner with all the kids hand cut outs. There will be Trèvon's with the extra limbs on both.
Posted with LifeCast
Cutting out hands. Simple, right?
So I began the project by asking the kids how many fingers they have.
10, right? Yes kids 10!
Alright kids get to tracing!
"but Ms. Jasmine, I can't trace my hand. I don't have 10 fingers"
I look down, it's one of the Trèvon(s). The one that looks like the offspring of Tameka Foster and Usher. I promise you, if you want to see what Usher the fourth will look like in 5/6 years this little boy is it. Anyway back to the story...I look down and proceed to ask him:
"well than Usher the 16th, how many fingers do you have?"
He begins to count them out using his chin.
"1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8-9-10-11-12!! I have 12"
Sure enough he has an extra limb dangling off both his pinkies. Just a dangling. Like I could just take my scissors and cut them off. Ehhh.
"my mommy says I'm an alien"
He said it with the upmost confidence.
At that moment I'm trying to dispel the alien comment with some textbook self esteem reassurance ("no you're not an alien! You're special!"). I'm thinking, why in the hell didn't his Momma get them suckas chopped off at birth? He must be Haitian.
"Usher the 56th, where your family from?"
He rattles off his home address. Something, something Livonia Ave. Apt 2J.
Dammit how do you ask a 7year old what ethnicity he is? All the Spanish kids get it. My Black kids? They just from Brooklyn. LOL. Whatever it was an ignorant thought anyway. I was only thinking his family must of left them excess of limbs (shits even had fingernails) cause of some other voodoo/Santeria shit. But then again he could be Trini too. Hmm.
He was insistent that I trace all 6/12 fingers. And i conceded. Homeboy had no shame towards his fingers. He was proud. So now on Tuesday. When we hang up our banner with all the kids hand cut outs. There will be Trèvon's with the extra limbs on both.
Posted with LifeCast
12/16/2008
It Ov-ah Breathe In!
Ahh...this couldn't be a more appropriate treatment (for oh so many personal reasons) to a break up song. I'ma fan
Labels: Fresh Daily
12/13/2008
I Be Bloggin
Yes, yes y'all
Can't even keep up with my own shit
But I managed to squeeze in some time to write for the GFC crew's Words From... blog
And then find a half decent horizontal picture of myself.
Yeah...I did it.
So here it go...
Show love and comment.
Luv ya' bitches
Can't even keep up with my own shit
But I managed to squeeze in some time to write for the GFC crew's Words From... blog
And then find a half decent horizontal picture of myself.
Yeah...I did it.
So here it go...
Show love and comment.
Luv ya' bitches
Labels: Fresh Daily, In My Mind
12/11/2008
Journey into My Honesty Box
Hands down the best feature on Facebook.
Honesty Box
I actively reply to my anonymous commenters.
Largely from the male population its some variation of "I'd hit it"
From the female population it's all some Oprah Winfrey/Dr. Phil-esque power to my womanhood shit -- of the don't sell yourself short variety. Yes, my homegirls are the shiiiiiit!
Here's my hands down FAVORITE entry yet.
Mostly cause dude proceeded to entertain my snark attack.
This was posted Summer of '07.
Good times abound!
Honesty Box
I actively reply to my anonymous commenters.
Largely from the male population its some variation of "I'd hit it"
From the female population it's all some Oprah Winfrey/Dr. Phil-esque power to my womanhood shit -- of the don't sell yourself short variety. Yes, my homegirls are the shiiiiiit!
Here's my hands down FAVORITE entry yet.
Mostly cause dude proceeded to entertain my snark attack.
This was posted Summer of '07.
Good times abound!
 |
| |||||||||
 |
| |||||||||
|
| |||||||||
|
| |||||||||
|
| |||||||||
|
| |||||||||
|
| |||||||||
|
| |||||||||
|
| |||||||||
|
| |||||||||
|
| |||||||||
|
| |||||||||
|
| |||||||||
|
| |||||||||
|
| |||||||||
|
| ||||||
Labels: Fresh Daily, In My Mind
Luxe
Bitches want to fight me.Niggas want to bite me.
You'll never understand me.
I'm complex baby...
View the Luxe Profile
