IM DA BADDEST 0F LC's blog: "My Life-From The Other Side? WTF"

Don't people EVER sleep?? Just wondering..lol Anyway, I don't have too to do today. I need to SOMEHOW clean my house..or have the cleaners come and do it...I also need to practice some of my *verbal skillz*. Anybody who raps, should know what I be sayin when I say thatttt. Has anyone watched 'The Wire' on HBO? That's my show. I stayed up last night watching it..Of course AFTER I put the kids to sleep. Woah,that show is just a LITTLE TOO "fast" for 7 and 9 year olds. Anyway..lots of love, Me

What's good everyone! Have an AWESOME weekend!!!!!!! Umm...I thought that I'd leave a spoken word piece on here...it sounds better spoken...but hopefully the concept will get to ya'll Yes I Know Yes I know people are talking But as for me, I’m just going to keep on walking Shorty gotta do, what she needs to do To survive these streets Heck and nightmares Exactly what this lady is living through A young girl, who was raised up in the streets Knows nothing but hunger, little amounts of clothing, and having no shoes on her feet Everyday, white tears fell from her cheek That’s because this girl ain’t know how hard it is to keep such pain discreet And then there is another women who Has two, and is carrying one She’s a pregnant mommy left on her own, All alone Now what is she gonna do? Working two jobs But with a few others on the side A Latina girl with high expectations for her money and herself When in her small apartment, There is no room for a shelf To place her achievements, Yeah, you better believe it A wealthy woman, With a nice house and a fresh ride But she is hussling to make that extra money on the side Over 100 grand is how much debt she is in On top of it all, her husband just died He committed suicide Now what is she gonna do? But wait, what would YOU do? If the feds were coming after you… In conclusion, you see I’ve kept my mouth shut for way too long I’m tired of young girls grooving to the sounds of prostitution, drug husslin’, and gang busslin’ I know that I must be talking to someone; ya’ll need to find a new song Because let me be the first, and prayerfully the last person to tell you this please Working for some pimp with a strong hand won’t land you ANYWHERE but on your knees

It's almost Friday..Time to party soon! I wish today were Thursday.. I'd be happier! KISSES! Lady T

Cool, Good for you. I mean,I wouldn't mind if you'd left a comment, but to me,it just seems so rude to like stare or something. Whatever you wanna call it.Just saying. Anyway,just got home from work. I think I'm going to go and practice playing the cello a little bit. Working on a great piece by Bach. Lots of love. Lady T

I'm sorry ya'll..I'm just in a poetic mood today. The poem "Post It" was written by Nafeesa Monroe...here is one of my own. I didn't title it yet. It needs some SERIOUS editing..and it needs to be finished. Poetry isn’t that special something that can be written quickly and without much thought I mean sure Some red neck, country bum can come up with a FEW short lines for his prostituting girlfriend stating, “I love you Especially when you make me a sandwich Oh yeah, and take care of my 3 kids from em 3 other women†When it’s obvious that there is not much love At least not much love being shown in this home To his three kids Even if there was love being shown The red neck, country bum wouldn’t stay home on his lazy behind all day And spend that little bit of government money that they receive each month On drinking, you know, the booze Strip clubs, and more prostitutes When it comes to me, and my beliefs, I just cannot see why This red neck, country bum, doesn’t strive to provide for his girlfriend and most importantly his own 3 kids His girlfriend and I aren’t asking for much! Just to help out enough so that there is no need for her to work the corner of Main and Utica Universally known as the streets And in the words of the one and only Rene “Brewedsosweet†“The streets are filled with drugs and unnecessary killings†And killing is what this 20-year-old woman has seen And drugs is something that at one time she has had to redeem To pay the rent And speaking of rent, Rent is something she wouldn’t have to pay If she would have stayed home with mom and dad And accepted that local college scholarship But no, “Mom, Dad, I’m in love†But her parents and I have always questioned in the back of our minds “Can love pay bills and get you SOME kind of education?†But we made the dumbest mistake and said “she’s older, let her find out for herself†And two years later, After she had made the choice to put love above herself Engaged the day she turned 18 Married the day she turned 18 and 3 months Never got pregnant once, Well at least so far She can’t help but ask..? Or maybe I should say that we couldn’t help but ask? “How did I end up here?†Which to me, really wouldn’t make much sense explain And as I am telling her this, I get tired of dealing with such nonsense, I exclaim “Reread the poem one more time†As I say this, she stops, just like I was joking Questioning me in such a way, like asking, “What crack have you been smoking?†So this time I try to be clear Making sure that she knew my fear, For her But what else can I say? What will I be able to say? When she wakes up and asks me “What were I thinking on THAT day?†“The day when I moved out†Well, I won’t be sure what to say, but I will defiantly tell her that her family and me were in doubt Will she start to pout? Or will she cry? Will she think of the unthinkable thing, wanting to die? Or universally known as SUICIDE! Crashing down on a young woman’s dream, And if she ever asks me, I’ll respond with “This isn’t a nightmare, and this sure ain’t a dream! You can’t wake up now hunny,even if you scream.â€

Post It! He calls me amazing and asks me to re-member he thinks so So I write myself a note on a post-it And post it everywhere I go. My little yellow sticky paper With hand-written words in black ink "He thinks you're amazing" I see it when I wake blocking the alarm clock face Then on the bathroom mirror Making unfocused morning thought clearer It rides with me in my mustang Even with the top down Its sticky strip Still sticks on my trips And arrives with me to work I stick it on my computer screen My lunch bag And my cup of ice cream I place it on my TV To continue to re-membering "He thinks you're amazing..." It's funny how four words (well, really four and a half) Can keep your day flowing with smiles and laughs Because he thinks so So you are As long as you remember to Re-member I only wish I could Do this for all those I know Send them with loving post-it notes To post everywhere they go So they remember how incredible they are And that it's me who thinks so!

What's good everyone? Just posting in my blog. Umm ok, here was my day..so far.Hour by hour...lol 6am :Got up,ready,and dressed for work 7:15am : Officially late-was suppose to be at work by 6:45 8am: After a stop at Dunkin Doughnuts-I got to work 9am to 2 pm: Worked until I got a call from my younger sister's principal..she got ISS 2:30 pm I was at my sister's school..and dealt with the principal and the teacher. 3:00 Finally I got home Uhhh and now I'm watching Oprah??????? WTF And I'm babysitting my best friend's kids tonight! Okay? Alright! Lady T

I was reading my sister's blog,and I thought that this WAS such a cute thing! It's about how she wants her wedding day to be...she only 13, but still...it was cute. She started off by saying "i thought that this would be a fun post" Location: The Rio Grande Club Dress: Pure White Silk strapless with a snug bodice and long train Veil: Long gauze with diamond tiara looking thing Shoes: High heel strappy white shoes Flowers: Long stem Red and White roses Colors: Ivory and Burgundy Wedding Party: Best Friend, Husband to be, Best Man and thats all Reception: all the people that came and just mints and nuts later though a dinner with famiily and wedding party and cake and dancing Dinner: Chicken Cordon Bleu, Herbed buttered potatoes, Aspargus, Salad, and Rolls Cake:Three Tier Black forest Cake First Song to dance to: Bless the Broken Road- Rascall Flatts First kiss: Perfect See,in my religion..your first kiss is SUPPOSE to come on your wedding day! LMAO...Lord,forgive me. But I know I,and my sister have DEFINATLY broken that golden rule. Okay? Okay! Lady T

Hey,everyone! How is everybody's Sunday so far? Mine is alright,still sick,but I'll be okay. Has anyone noticed the amount of DRAMA on LC? WOW It's crazy..But hey, we all must like the drama,at least a little,cause we all still are on this website!!!!! Tsk tsk tsk Work tomorrow...7-3 great hours,eh? Lots of love, Talk to ya'll soon! I'll be on and off today! Lady T

Lol,not like ya'll really care,but here are some highlights from my day. *I went to work from 7-12 *Went to Wal Mart to buy Beyonce's CD *Went to see my grandmother *Came home around 2 and saw the kids from my old high school *Went BACK to the high school to help some of the kids better themselves with their strings insturment (cello,violin,etc) *And now I don't feel good. I bet you it's cause I've been round all em kids today!!!!! Passin' all em germs. I could never be a teacher. Well everyone,just bloggin. Lots of Love! Me!