My Natural Hair: Pt 2
Note to self… don’t ever do a flat twist out on your hair again because that sh*t DON’T WORK!!!
I almost want to pass up a chance to eat because I don’t like the way my hair turned out… and a big girl like to eat! UGH!!
Dream Post: I’m A Stripper…Who Kills
I’m not really sure what happened in this dream, I may have to fill in some of the blanks.
I remember being with girl, a girl I may have rescued from the streets or something. I take her in and introduce her to the finer things, if you will. For some reason, she wants to go to the strip club. I gather that it’s her birthday and she wants to spend the day at the strip club she used to work at. You know, to shove her good life in their faces. Anyway, we go in and inspect the place. I ask her if she’s sure she wants to have it here because I’m having second thoughts. For some reason, she leaves. I think she’s getting the car but I’m wrong. I walk out with another girl and she’s joking about how my friend left me but I won’t admit that she did. Eventually figure out that she stabbed me in the back and I get into revenge mode…but for the wrong people. I get revenge on the people who laughed at me in the strip club. So, I come back (in disguise, I guess) and I pose as a stripper. For some reason T.I is in the group of guys I’m entertaining. I’m AMAZING at the pole by the way, flipping, swinging, twirling, back-flips….just the works. I get to my master plan when I break the pole out the ceiling and…well, that gets everyone’s attention. I plan to kill everyone…with the stripper pole. So I start this whole speech about how my friend left but she didn’t know that I was a former hit girl. I don’t remember anything else but I do know I was about to EFF SOME THANGS UP!
yeah, it was weird but I can probably get a story out of this
My Natural Hair
You know how there’s a hair typing system… 3a-c, 4a-c… that whole mess…
Well, that doesn’t work for me. This “stuff” on my head is pretty much unidentified bullsh*t. It looks like nothing…except a hot mess. I have a love/hate relationship with it. I only hate it after I wash it though, because then that mess of nothing is staring me in the face. But when it’s done, we cool again. lol
Have you ever been ashy, put lotion on the area in question, and it still looks fucking ashy after you’re done. And you just look at the skin with a look of incredulousness
What kind of lotion-resistant sub saharan strain of ash is this?
5 Straight Days
I worked out for FIVE straight days!!!
And I’m sore as hell! YAYYYYYYYYYY! *ow, it hurts*
So, we’ll see how this whole working out thing goes. I don’t even want to get fit… I just want to be skinny