alright! for real, for serious
Tomorrow, August 17th, I am going to start back working out…doing my two-a-days like I was before. I know that I said it last week (no wait..the week before last and the week before that) but I’m so serious. I have to blog tonight and Sunday nights are usually my busiest night, as I am catching up on the weekend shit I missed (or chose to wait on) but I am so serious! I have actually been challenged. I am suppose to take some new photos the 2nd week in November and I just want to see what “I” can do by then. I want to drop a good…25? Yea…
Tomorrow…no fast food, no more sodas, no more excuses dude. My breast (and thighs and hips and shit) runneth over.
j.
updates
So I decided to change not only the LOOK of shesofly.com but I also changed the location. Instead of being on boring blogger, I’ve moved over to WordPress. I got tired of the limitations with Blogger. I’ve also gotten quite use to the perks of being a WP user. For now, it works.
Anyway, I look forward to getting back to blogging like I use to here. This is home!
deep, sorta
Now, I ain’t saying this b/c I am a fan of Trey Songz but there’s this song entitled Infidelity on his Anticipation album. I like the song as is but there is a rap verse in it that REALLY stands out to me. I love it b/c the shit is kinda deep….
How do you fix a love undone? How you even know if you fit to love someone? And when you decide to take that ride, can you drive from the passenger side? One wheel in the middle…four hands on it…two sets of brakes, you decide to slam on it. Got damn homie, where the love go? Whip crashed, when you get whiplash, sit back…cuz you want the shit back but think if you try to get what you just had back? She mad at facts…and you can’t be mad at that.
Trey musta REALLY fucked up a relationship. I like it..the metaphors and thangs.
boys…no wait…men
Several times over, I have been asked what type of guy I like and I would always respond that I don’t have a type, per se…the person I like is just an interesting person…that I happen to like. But as time has passed since last being asked that question, certain circumstances have made me realize that I do have a type, I guess. Physical appeal notwithstanding (b/c we all have certain physical features that we’d like our mate to have), I’d have to say that I also have this short list:
-emotionally stable. As a woman, I get emotional and go through shit. As a cancerian woman, I can fuck up someone’s day off the strength of them looking at me the wrong way. I do appreciate a sensitive man but overly sensitive or having ridiculous mood swings (that can not be or ISN’T controlled by medication) is unacceptable.
-sense of humor. I like to laugh. I’m one of the corny people of the world that truly believes that laughter can indeed be the best medicine. I don’t consider ‘myself’ to be a funny person but I know how to say ‘things’ that would be considered slightly humorous. I hate a dry ass dude that finds NO humor in anything (and trust, those types do exist). Live a little.
-about SOMETHING. anything other than a musical career. I have dated guys who were ‘trying’ to blow up. And their classic line was “I know I have a ridiculous amount of talent that’s going to blow me up some day.” Yea…so do you and millions of other people. That’s called confidence in one’s craft, not assurance on life and financial stability. I don’t think that a man (or woman) has to have a college degree to be something. Some of the most stable, career oriented people in the WORLD happen to be without a degree, so it is possible. I know that this offends a few people but seriously…after you’ve reached a certain point with your age and/or ‘career’ and no label is knocking your door down to sign you, it might be high time that you find another trade. Real shit. So Jia says “no” to music industry wanna bes.
-= to or > than me. No less than. This is probably one of the most important and something I should list first but hear me out on this. Everybody has pitfalls in life that have the potential to put them in precarious situations that are oftentimes beyond our control. Those are the exceptions. But I have a job (it might not be the one I want), I have a car, I have goals, etc etc. I have been in situations where I’ve given guys a chance when they weren’t ‘together,’ and again…things happen. But in some instances, it’s not about things happening…it’s about a fella who ain’t trying and his present circumstances reflect that. I am nobody’s gold digger but much like anyone else…I like to be catered to. Take me out sometimes (and don’t make me always have to reach for my damn wallet), do little things for me (see next bullet point) but if what we do is always dependent on the fact that you ‘dont have,’ and I do, it’s a problem. I just get turned off by a guy who’s always bumming a ride, always broke, etc. Again, circumstance is one thing but lacking effort is different.
-little things. Oftentimes guys forget how important it is. I remember years ago, my mom told me that she felt that I was a good chick to date b/c I really “know how to make a guy feel special with my smallest actions.” This is something where reciprocity is required. Yea, I do nice little (INEXPENSIVE) things for someone that I’m dating b/c I WANT to…but it truly sucks when/if those things are not returned. Not cool at all.
-can converse about whatever and still be relevant. Can’t tell you how many times I’ve met a guy who was absolutely gorgeous (be it in my eyes or the eyes of many), seemed to have things together but his conversation lacked. Big time. Inexcusable. I am the chick that can talk about any and everything, be it on a grand scale or smaller. But if I ask you some ole basic shit and you can’t provide any commentary…you fail. That’s all.
As far as physical attraction is concerned…again I don’t have a type, per se but I just know him when I see/talk to him. *shrugs shoulders* Sometimes I may not be that physically attracted to a guy UNTIL he opens his mouth. Sometimes, what I see intitially is what makes me attracted and it’s his job to make sure that the attraction remains.
Anyway, that’s all.
blurbs while blogging
*I am sleepy
*I will probably never EVER order from overstock.com again with their late shipping shit out and separating the damn shipments ass
*I’m hungry but I refuse to eat this late
*I do NOT feel like having my teeth fucked with tomorrow, for I know that will ruin the whole drive to Atlanta
*People get on my damn nerves
*why do some bloggers think they’re big shit when clearly they’re not?
*Yes, I’m talking shit and going in…some of you mufuckas are foul.
*Why is that when a girl says no, a guy ignores you? Oh I know…cuz he’s a lame.
*My vaggy piercing is awesome. I can barely feel it’s there. Now, if I hit it the wrong way….
*The other piercings are healing quite nicely AND my tats are ugly (healing phase sucks)
*Patron
*Umm….bye
just a quickie blog
…before I start blogging on MissJia.com.
I’m going to Atlanta tomorrow…well, today…until Saturday morning. I have a lot of business to handle PLUS I just want to get away. I have been so locked down in North Carolina that I feel like if I don’t allow myself some time to be around some real folks who ENJOY having a good time, you guys might see me on CNN jumping off a building. I have to pack, wash clothes, blog AND I have two doctors appt’s before I go (FIRST ONE at 7am). Jesus be the vessel….
The second thing that I want to say is that the internet is a small, small world. Whenever you think that only you know some shit, trust me, you’re not the only one. Based on my past experiences with people, the internet, and running mouths (telling complete lies OR half truths), I just distance myself from bullshit. As I explained to some friends tonight…I’ve never been the type to disassociate myself with a person/people just b/c of personal beef…but when I see that the goings on in that beef could potentially come back to ME, I let go and let God. I ain’t got time for that shit. I’m taking notice of the people who I associate with these days. Although you can try, you never can be TOO careful!
That being said…I hope you guys have an awesome week. I know that somewhere, somehow, I will.