Chronicles Of Cassie

The Change aka-"MEN-o-PAUSE"

2012-02-13T19:12:00.000-05:00

I'm noticing so many women trying, striving, struggling, begging, and pleading to change a man in their life. Here's the thing...Very important fact that is fairly easy to remember; YOU CANNOT CHANGE ANYONE, ESPECIALLY NOT A MAN!!!! People have to want to change on their own in general for it to be so. Men are that fact times ten! The best thing for a woman to do is find a man who she can love just as they are, no changes needed, and all flaws excepted. The person who you enter into a relationship of any kind with, is the same person you're going to be dealing with day in and day out. There's nothing you can do about it. Men are capable of change, but it only happens on their own terms. Men change because of something they want to be different, things they want to do or achieve, betterment they want for themselves NOT for you or anyone else. Men are pride driven, most have elevated egos, they don't like the "unknown", not many take rejection so well, and I don't know one single man who likes to for anyone to tell them what to and not to do and when to do it. Every man I know rumbles to the beat of his very own drum, young and old. So, how is it any woman supposes that she can change these stubborn beings into some artificial figment of her imagination that she dreamt of when she was visiting an alter reality? If you're with a man and he's less than you want him to be you have a few options:

suck that shit up and accept him him for who he is, and accept that there's just gonna be some shit about him that you don't like, there's going to be some shit he does that pisses you off and further off and beyond, but you're just gonna have to be a woman if you really wanna be with him and learn to forgive him and move on with your relationship and accept that over the years you may be doing a lot of forgiving because he's gonna fuck up once or twice or all the damn time
LEAVE! if he's not what you want, go find you a man that is! explain to him that you just can't and simply move on. IF he's a good man and he really cares about you, he will do whatever he can to keep you near, he'll always try to get you back, and he may even make the decision for himself to make a change or two in an effort to compromise so he doesn't loose the one he cares about or loves, as long as you don't fly off and do something utterly stupid, and sometimes even if you do; no man in his right mind his going to let a woman he cares about walk away when he knows she left for a justified reason, I just don't see it happening
lastly, you can take the less than desirable route and trick him into being what you want, I warn all though that this is undesirable for a reason, you can try to get him to change by making him feel it's something he wants for himself, all his own idea and he may do it, but it won't last because before long he'll feel something isn't right and revert back to the person he was before, or he'll change and it won't be what you expected it would & things get worse for the two of you instead of better

I personally would rather be with a person I love for being just who they are, flaws and all. I have tons of flaws & I have named a few in previous blogs, and I dare not dream of a man loving me for who he wants me to be instead of for who I am. What's the point? It's an inevitable waste of time for both parties. Just go for what you want instead of trying to build the man you want, just get one that's already at that status.One problem with a lot of women that causes this is that they are too afraid to be alone. They can't sit back and wait for their ultimate love because they have this pityful feeling that makes them think they can't be alone, they can't function without a man in their life and they frankly don't want to. This twisted method of thinking is what leads them to flock to the first available man and proceed to change him into Prinee Charming. THIS MY BLOG MASSES IS BULLSHIT AND FUCKERY! You don't need a man to make you feel happy or whole, this shows a lack of love for oneself, and if you can't love yourself; how the hell you gone love somebody else? Men are companions to help us have fun in our spare time in life, and for the extremely comitted to help procreate while you're having all of said fun. I can say this from a non-biased position because the few men I've loved, I love unconditionally, no changes needed no matter how big of an asshole they turned out to be, I loved the asshole still the same lol. I'm writng this blog in an effort to get these women to see, he is what he is and there's not really much you can do about it until he gets ready to be a different or better man on his own. Think about this, how would you like it if he started knitpicking at every little thing he dislikes about you and then demands you to change? Most women if not all would be pissed royally. I'm just saying, reality sucks ass sometimes. Holla at ya girl!

Cassie

Mary J. Blige~Take Me As I Am

Boyfriend vs. "Boo Thang"

2012-02-09T17:01:00.000-05:00

In this blog post, I want to talk about something that has left me perturbed. I am confused regarding men who are involved with women, but aren't in a relationship with them, and the man wants the benefits of and wants to act like a boyfriend but don't want the title for whatever reason. Now since I'm not a bias person, I get it! I can see the pros and cons from both the sides of the men and the women who think this is pure fuckery and nonsense. Personally I feel labels are for clothing not for people. I am a firm believer in being involved with someone and being happy to just be together. There isn't always a need to stamp a title to every damn thing you do in life, including people you do! I am very laid back on this issue, you can commit to a person and as long as you two are at an understanding on the ins and outs of your relationship; why complicate things with titles mapping out levels of the relationship or pieces of stupid paper (marriage licenses) that only seem to turn the love for the worse in my opinion based on observation. Labels and legal documents are basically avenues to involve everyone outside of your relationship, telling them "hey I've got to tell somebody we're together & what better way to do it than this!" This is my first take. Here's another point of view, some people want to define their love into terms. Some don't necessarily want everyone else to know, but they just want their other half to acknowledge to them that they've got something good going on. (insert the relevance of title of blog) Boyfriends in a nutshell are someone who you are committed to in some sort of a way, either serious or not. As I've said before you can be in a relationship or involved without labeling dude as your boyfriend. It's as easy as saying, "this is (insert name here)" instead of "this is my boyfriend." Being that their parents didn't name them "Boyfriend" and all lol.It is possible to establish that the two of you are together without labels. It's just as simple as saying, "this is (insert name) and we're together/involved." Now-a-days (thanks to some stray singer who was nobody one year ago today) there is this new label titled "boo thang". Once I listened to the song in its entirety and got the just of what this dude's description of a "boo thang" is I didn't think it was so bad. From first listen it just sounded like a long term booty call to me. Apparently though, it's being involved with someone past a booty call, having feelings for the person, spending time, doing all the things people in relationships do, only not wanting to label it as a boyfriend , (coincidence that he labeled it anyhow, only something else? who knows?) I have to admit, I like this idea. It's exactly what I feel could make for a harmonious relationship between two people. Being in love or in like on your own terms, and keeping everybody else the hell out of it! This goes back to men wanting to have privileges that boyfriends have but not actually wanting to commit to the term boyfriend. This is the perfect setup for these men, and for women like me too. Women who are content with just being with a man and loving them indefinitely, omitting the complications of anything else. I'm still confused as to why a man could and would commit to the duties of boyfriends but not commit to the strings that attaches the name to make them one? I don't know, the mind is a mysterious place sometimes lol. I don't have boyfriends that often b/c once he's your boyfriend all is shot to hell. I do like the idea of having a "boo thang". Technically, according to the definition of the term, I've had a few long term "boo thangs" already. Only one of three ended as pleasantly as it began. Here's the conundrum... Which is inadvertently better? Boyfriend or "Boo Thang"? Which makes for a better relationship, the label or the term used in place of having a label? To each his/her own of course. Some like the idea of being stamped with a label like a Gucci bag. I guess a "boo thang" would be a bootleg knock off Gucci bag? LOL Ya'll holla at ya girl!!!

Cassie

Verse Simmons-Boo Thang

Just The Tip...?!!!

2012-01-26T20:20:00.000-05:00

What's hood ya'll? I just had to write a blog and expand on these crazy ass thoughts I'm having right now. I have to warn ya'll ahead of time...I ain't got good sense!!!LOL So, I'm listening to livemixtapes.com today and I run across this song by Plies and Jeremiah/Ludacris that for whatever strange reason I've never heard before. I don't know why as "AWESOME" as this song is?! LOL The title of the song is 'Just The Tip'.....(insert slight pause for minds to wander in folks who aren't pervs like me & didn't instantly get it) I'm gonna see if I can find a youtube link for the track so those who aren't current in the music world like me & haven't heard it, can. So, basically the song is Plies rapping about doing some shit that men be doing for all the damn time, begging for some ass. Since he can't get the "full monty" he asks for a compromise, can he just put the tip of his dick in. Now I find this song funny mostly due to the irony of it all. I was listening to that shit and had a flashback of all the times I've had an ex- tell me that shit and ended up getting my goodies all the way took! Men are such sneaky bastards LOL! What they do is they try and talk all low and sensitive to the fact that we ain't trying to give up no ass. That's when the begging starts! "I ain't gone do nothing, just put the tip in but I ain't gone move, I'll just be still..." BULLSHIT! "Let me just put it in for a few seconds that's all, then I will leave you alone..." BULLSHIT! (him fully naked & got u partially stripped b/c he sure he can talk you into it & then he say...)>>>"I ain't gone try and put it in, I just wanna lay on top of you, lets just kiss..." BULLSHIT! LOL Really dudes? This shit here tickles me pink the more I think about it and that's hard as hell to do b/c I'm blacker than a muthafucka lol! All this shit is done in an effort to distract you and make you relax so they can pounce on yo ass. This is a trap! All ladies know this just as well as we know we gone inevitably give up our goodies and most likely wanted and planned to do so in the first place, we just wanna make him suffer and make him work for what he wants LOL. Just as we know all those things, we also know as soon as we loosen up just the right amount to where he wants ya ass to be, just that quick and before you know it...U have been penetrated! I honestly don't know why women go through all the trouble when we know we gone end up getting our goodies taken anyhow. I guess it may be b/c we all think it's as funny as I find it at this very moment? Who knows? AND the power struggle between his "Man Business" and your "Whytootsie" continues! LOL Ya'll holla at ya girl!

Cassie

EASY BUTTON!!!~CAN ONE OF YA'LL MEN WHO TUNE INTO MY BLOG POSTS ELABORATE THE ORIGIN OF "JUST THE TIP"? WITH THE BENEFITS BEING OBVIOUS OF COURSE LOL OH & FOUND IT!!! LISTEN BELOW ------------------------------

Plies Featuring Jeremih & Ludacris ~Just The Tip

Believe It Or Not???

2012-01-24T19:26:00.000-05:00

So, I know it's been a small minute, but ya girl is in full force once again and I have a problem. (as usual!) Before I begin I want to note that I am only 50 views away from 1000 views of my blog since I started back up!!! Can I get 2000 from ya'll please? Moving on! Here is my delimma... I was faced with an unpleasant situation last year. This came about after the incident when I told ya'll I'd professed my love for a man to him and it all got shot to shit. So, this unfortunate series of events happened. I was notified by a family member about this foolishness, I brushed it off my shoulder and made all attemps to move on. Fast forward FIVE MONTHS LATER and I am magically faced with the details of said unfortunate event all over again! Now enters the third party. (With me being the main, my relative being the second party) This third party is brought up to speed about what I have been told of the past unforturnate event that just so happened to involve them in more ways than one. I give my relative's rendition of what took place, how the story was told, how I responded, and advice my relative gave me on the situation. So, the third party person tells me and I quote, "that shit is bogus! it's a flat out lie, I don't know why I'm being lied on b/c that ain't what happened or how it happened!" Third party persists to tell me their "version" of what happened when and why it happened, which is eerily similar to my relative with many details completely different, changed, switched around and all that fuck shit. I report back to my relative who in turn says, "that fool lying and everybody that was there know it! We all know what went down whether it's admitted or not!" So, here's where I insert said delimma...>>>WHO OR WHAT THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO BELIEVE?! Here's the thing, during the snitch phase, my relative kind of went about it totally the wrong way, can't say it pissed me off but I can say my relative hurt my feelings deep. The unfortunate events that included the third party also hurt my feelings. So, they're both in the "fuck you" box for that. Also, strangely these two people, the relative and the third party are so similar as far as personalities that I just can't stand it! I'm really confused as of now b/c for one, I think they both are lying even if it's just a little bit. I don't wanna be an ass and believe an outsider over my relative that my own kin would lie to me for whatever reason. But the whole scerario the third party gave seems to ring a slight truth. I truly don't know what to do about this shit? What is it to really do when you've got two people you care about telling you in each ear, "I'm right, they're wrong!" You don't want to choose sides with one or the other as to not make the opposite feel their word is untrustworthy. But, still the same you wanna get down to the bottom of the bullshit so the fuckery can end! And what is one to do if I'm right and they're BOTH telling tall tales?! This is all bullshit, how about I just believe what I want to, be cautious to trust both the relative and the third party and what they say or do and keep both they asses away from one another and out of my business point blank period! This has given me a headache, what do ya'll think about this shit? Holla at ya girl!!!

Cassie

Destiny's Child~Emotions

Can The Pieces Of A Broken Heart Cut Into Your Soul?

2012-01-10T21:54:00.001-05:00

I've been hearing a lot lately, every where I look it seems, about people whose love has broken leaving their heart broken and them cut by the pieces from the break. This leaves them confused and undecided about what to do, where to go next, or even if/how to move on. It all leaves me wondering if pieces fom a broken heart can cut into your soul? Listening to other's stories and remembering my own personal experiences, I'm believing the ladder. When someone experiences falling in a deep set love, so many people find it hard to suddenly let go of that person who caused it &/or the feeling. While watching the reality series Love & Hip Hop I thought deeper on this. The girlfriend or ex-girlfriend, I'm unsure what she is exactly, of the rapper Fabolous is one great example of this topic. Basically she has a child by the rapper, he cheats and disregards her completely, and she moves into her own place since he was never home with her in the first place. Everyone around her pushes her to move on from her child's dad and start dating immediately. She in turn goes back and sleeps with the rapper. She offers an explanation that she still loves him and still wishes to be with him even though he has broken her heart. I am blessed with being able to see situations from all perspectives, as well as cursed with having been in a similar situation. Even though you leave a person, there is no garauntee that the love you have for them will leave too. There isn't an on and off switch to love, there's no magic button to push to make it come on or go away. Though it may not always be to the same extent, true love lasts forever. It may die down, but it still lingers there inside of your heart. I had a coversation with an associate recently and he was telling me of the love he still felt for his ex-girlfriend even after they've been broken up for several years. The relationship ened b/c of a mistake he made, & he admitted guilt that he felt bad for the entire unfortunate event. One thing he said that stuck in my mind is that he'd fallen in love with her in the past, maintained that love for her throughout their relationship and years later after it had ended he still had a bright flame keeping his love fired up for his ex. Great love takes ample time to form and just as much time to die down, but I don't think it ever goes completely away. If it disappears, then I feel it wasn't really a deep down great in love relationship. Personally I can say I have experienced this, and unfortunately I guess. My first love was a great love, one of those deep down in love type of relationships. I had been with him for awh on and off before I officially felt the love bug hit me. We lit, my heart broke into pieces and they cut into my sould deep. It took years before the love died down from feeling so strong, so sad, but I s to this day love him, just not the same as when it first kicked in. He and I were eachothers first loves. We are friends now but we keep our distance so that feeling doesn't strengthen up again. Here's the point, once you experience that great love, you're never the same. And loosing it changes you even more inside and sometimes out. Pieces of broken heart can cut deep into your soul and wound you seriously and leave notable scars. Put it on your brain, and marinate on it for a bit.
Holla at ya girl!

p.s.-I feel for anyone going through trying to get over a great love right now. I am working on minimizing the flame for a man I feel in love with presently, and I got so many band-aids covering up cuts that I have no room to put new ones. If you're gonna love someone, you're gonna love them and there's nothing you can do about it! Good luck...

Cassie

Jennifer Hudson-Gonna Love You

The Blame Game

2012-01-08T14:55:00.001-05:00

I am happy for any readers I have that followed me into the new year 2012! Thank you all! I wanted my first blog of the year to be light hearted, however, life isn't always so. On that note, I want to touch base on peoples inability to fess up to their own actions aka "the blame game." I don't know about ya'll but I can't stand a person who tries to guilt you or make you take the blame for some shit that they did wrong, like you told their ass to do it. Hand in hand goes those sorry ass folks who like to say, "I'm so sorry, please forgive me, I've changed/I'm gone change if you forgive me." Bitch please! Unfortunately sorry didn't do it your ass did, which I guess puts you in the same boat as sorry though. Let's try this on for a better fit; how about not doing shit to be "I'm sorry" for? I'm just saying that seems like a better fit than whining me to damn death. I despise punk ass folks that do wrong & foul shit over and over again and then make you feel bad for not forgiving they slow ass. People are not obligated to forgive anyone at any time for any reason! Forgiveness is a choice NOT an obligation. I've said too many times to count, "I am NOT obligated to give a fuck, so stop asking &/or expecting me to!" You can't be a fuck up and then tell the next person, "I know I was wrong but you should have stopped me." (stop you? it is not my responsibility to keep you and your actions in check, that's your bullshit ass job! I'm only responsible for me, myself, and my offspring) or "I was wrong, I know that now but you HAVE to forgive me!" (I'm gonna go back to the 80's and say, I don't have to do shit but stay black and die!) What's worse is those stupid ass crackbabies that say, "well if you don't forgive me, I'll do this or that!" (Go for it fucker!While you're at it kiss my ass and bark at the cat while your're back there!) I personally don't have the time, patience, or management of my anger to put up with this fuckery. Things of this manner gets you one of a few things from me...Cursed out for FREE, no cash, checks, money orders, or foodstamps, no charge at ALL! Dismissed from my life, my phone book, and my social networks! Or introduced to the crazy bitch who wants you to get fucked in the ass raw with a sand paper dick, no lube! I have a VERY low tolerance for ignorance, and ignorant ass folks who act like mentally retarded crack babies make my skin itch, & my stomach hurt till I wanna vomit. I'm just saying...Had to set this message free, & where better to vent than my very own blog? LOL Ya'll be easy & holla at ya girl!

Cassie

Lil Kim-Suck My Dick

Happy New Year 2012 Is Almost Here!

2011-12-31T13:46:00.000-05:00

Whelp, 2011 is almost over, only a number of hours to go in this year. So, I absolutely had to write one last blog before 2011 is over and 2012 springs into action. 2011 has been a weirdly interesting year for me up to the very last day. A lot has happened in the course of 365 days, but I don't find myself regretting any of it. I lost a few people from my life, gained some back. Lost a few pounds, gained some back, LOL. Temporarily lost my sanity, gained it back, and lost it all over again. (shrug?) I finally stepped my foot out of the circle of denial and professed my love to someone who I'd dealt with for quite a few years. Turned out to be a BIG mistake! Shit changed, signals got crossed, association was complicated. Ended up loosing that person a couple months afterward. (For the record it wasn't b/c I professed my love! lol It was my "flight or fight" thing, I decided flight was the best answer smh) Tried to rekindle an old flame. Got a little too close to the flame for comfort and got singed! Had to turn and flee before I got burned. (that fight or flight shit again) Got entangled in more family disputes this year than I think I ever have had to any year before. I've been at war with almost every member of my family this year. My sisters (2 of them), my uncle, Mom Dukes, a host of cousins, etc. There were awesome moments too. Bronner Brothers Hair Show in Atlanta in February was so much fun, enjoying it with my sister, Mom Dukes, & my sisters best friend. Even got time spent with the person I professed my love to after he popped up in Atlanta and spent a night with me, was surprised but happy. My sister moving to Myrtle Beach this year was one of the best decisions on her part yet LOL. My kids and I spent 2 weeks at the beach in the sun relaxing. My baby boy turned 5 & made me feel old LOL. Tons of family time that I enjoyed more than ever b/c it was very much needed. Last New Years Day was brought in with said person I professed my love to (turned out to be an epic fail). This New Years Day is going to be brought in with my kids at home watching the ball drop on T.V. or watching movies and having quality Mommy/Son time together. They say whatever situation your in, however you feel, and where ever you are when the New Year comes in, sets the tone for the whole rest of that year. Every year I've spent New Years with my kids, I've had an awesome year follow it. So, I'm going to follow suit and ensure 2012 is one of the greats for me. This year was filled with lots of confusion (the exact emotion I was feeling when midnight struck might I add). I've had sadness, heartache, tons of anger issues, but I also had many smiles, several moments of revelation, a few epiphanies about the life I'm striving to maintain, deep heartfelt moments of feeling loved, family closeness, nurturing, and bonding. I'm not making any resolutions for 2012, I'm entering this new year just being me and with an open mind and heart to any positive endeavors that may come. I hope that everyone's New Year's Day is filled with smiles, love and fun as well as the remainder of the 2012 year.
HAPPY NEW YEAR YA'LL!!!

Cassie

Auld Lang Syne

The Masters of The Joog

2011-12-28T20:00:00.000-05:00

Wasup Blog Nation? I wanted to ask ya'll if anyone else experiences having that one person...That one man/woman who above all else is just flat out the best? No matter who you move on to and no matter how long ago it's been since you was with them...No matter what or why the reason you split away from them; you can't seem to forget how good their "joog" was. You know the one that provides you with random moments of flash backs out of no damn where at any given time! Walking around in the grocery store and you catch a glimpse of a flash back in your head of him beating it up from the back, smacking ya ass, you screaming like a fool, calling his name, begging for him to stop knowing good and damn well if he did stop you'd flip a plum fool b/c he paused from giving you that good joog! & you damn near fall under yo buggy b/c ya knees buckle from weakness! You know know what I mean ladies? Or...You working out and you have a deep flash back of how wet her stuff got when she sucked yo dick almost till the skin came off and made you holla out loud and loose ya cool in front of her b/c she that damn good! & ya dick get so damn hard you can't even manage to walk to another room! You get what I mean fellas? That one person that no matter how mad you get at they ass or what happen between the two of you, you'd have to be a damn fool to pass up fucking them just one more time. I was just sitting here & I had a vivid flash back that made me miss the one that was and still remains to be the best I ever had. So, I've got to dedicate a blog to all those "Masters of the Joog"! Here's to ya'll wonderful muthafuckas! MAY GOD BLESS YA MAMA AND PAPPY FOR MAKING YOUR TALENTED ASS! IF YOU'RE READING THIS, MAKE SURE YOU FIND YA WAY BACK TO THE ONE WHO NAMED YOU "MASTER OF THE JOOG" EVEN IF IT'S JUST ONE DAMN TIME! B/C THEY DESERVE IT!!! (LOL) FOR APPRECIATING YA TALENTS, BRANDING YOU THE BEST! BETTER THAN THEY MAMA COLLARD GREENS & CORN BREAD! I THANK YOU ON BEHALF OF US ALL FOR BEING "MASTERS OF THE JOOG" AT BEING: HEAD DOCTORS, BEAT DOWN BANDITS, RODEO QUEENS, SUPER-HEAD, ACROBATS, KISSERS, CARESSERS, LOVERS, SLOW GRINDERS, UPSIDE DOWNERS, 69ERS, & ANYTHING ELSE YOU DO TO THE BEST OF YA ABILITIES!!!!!!CHEERS TO YA'LL ASSES!LOL

EASY BUTTON!~AAAAAheeeemmmmm!!!!! If you are known to be my Master of Joog ( I have told you so!) Then I thank you for your service, but if you're reading this!!!!!!!!!!!! Then yo lazy ass off the job! LOL GET TO GETTING FOOL!!!! That is all...

Cassie

Drake~Best I Eva Had

My Conscience Is Dying!

2011-12-18T12:18:00.000-05:00

So, you know how in life, especially in your love life, there is just some shit you aren't supposed to say? You know, to keep the peace you choose to keep ya damn mouth shut at certain times. Suck your shit up and move on for the relationships sake...Well, ya see...now that I've gone back to the old me, my moral compass is off just a little bit. Don't get me wrong I still have a high sense of positive morality. But, said morality these days is subject to just not give a shit. *shrug* I guess I should be getting to the purpose of this here blog post huh? LOL Ya see...What had happened was...I did the one thing you aren't supposed to do. I broke one of the Alcoholics of America rules. I called someone while I was drunk and let EVERYTHING that was on my brain for the last, whenever & just laid it on thick. The problem with this is, most of what was on my mind wasn't nice thoughts AT ALL! I did warn ya'll that the old me don't take no shit off NOBODY didn't I? Well, the old me is pissed off royally at the new me for taking massive amounts of bullshit off of people. So, "the old me" decides since she's back in action she may as well cut flips off the wall and show her ass. Embarrassing the shit out of the new and improved more rational me. (ARE YOU FOLLOWING ME SO FAR? LOL B/C I'M KINDA SPEAKING IN 3RD PERSON, AND FOURTH FOR THAT MATTER LOL) Last night I had quite a few drinks, and my Gran always says, "a drunk man tells no lies." All the shit I had pent up inside of me from being so nice for so long spilled out on someone is monumental quantities. Now, I kinda feel bad. I feel good that I got all of that shit off of my chest, b/c holding back feelings, thoughts, and emotions usually leaves one up shit creek without a paddle. The "old me" decided she was tired of swimming and treading in shitty water though. But, now I do feel bad for being so much of that old personality. I know I hurt this persons feelings without them even telling me I did. And the worst part of it all is I didn't even say all I wanted to say, I held back quite a bit. I was being mean but in a nice way if that makes sense. I can't imagine if I'd have said everything that was on my mind what my conscience would be feeling like the day after judging how it's thumping me upside my head right now. Any of my avid readers know and have duly noted that "the bitch is back!" However, after I tie up a few loose ends I think it's time to put that bitch back where I hid her ass in the first place. She's TROUBLE! Now I see why I followed through and changed so much about myself. Isn't it awful sometimes when you have a revelation about yourself and it's a fucked up one that you really didn't wanna realize or acknowledge and then when you're forced to you're just like, "damn, am I really like that?" LOL I have tried to ignore my conscience all morning and it is slowly dying from neglect, so in order to keep it, I have to follow suit. I have officially decided to lock "the bitch" back up in a tiny padded room in a straight jacket and weld the damn door shut! LOL "Have no fear, Mrs. Nice Girl is here!" lmao Ya'll be easy & holla at ya girl!

Cassie

Alicia Keys-Karma

Still Beasting On Em'!!!~Don't Be Mad Because I'm Doing Betta!

2011-12-16T13:28:00.000-05:00

I just had to write about this fuckery that I will break down for my blog masses in a second. This is some shit that has happened to me as of lately, and it really is irritating the dog shit out of me b/c it has also happened in the past. I just chose to ignore and not speak on it due to my ever changing personality. However, since I've chosen to back slide back to the old me, I'm gonna be talking shit all week just for chuckles sake b/c I really don't give a shit what anyone thinks at the moment...Now here's the question of the hour: Why in the hell is it that anytime someone acquires something new, invests in something new or positive, achieves, accomplishes, or succeeds at something worth telling; every damn body and they Mammy wanna shit on there good vibes? Why in the name of all hating assholes does it have to be, "so you think you hot shit now huh?" or "you must think you all that now huh? or "you act like you think you somebody now huh?" and on and on and on! WTF?! Ya see, it becomes very apparent at first insult that all of the bullshit they spewing in your ear all up in your face is what they sour salty ass thinks of you or else they wouldn't be making up the shit. Most of the time the folks that let such nonsense fly outta they mouths are the ones you didn't even take the time to tell of your positive life events. And you be wondering as they carrying on like a plum fool how the hell they even know?! Who told your ass?! Is that why they foaming at the mouth in your face b/c you told everyone BUT they hating ass? Now, if they'd step back and take the time to evaluate they damn selves they'd know they're salty ass sour ass miserable bastards who like to down on others good vibes which is why you chose not to tell they asses in the first place! This ranting and raving comes from a few places inside of me. Lets start from recent accounts, then I'll move on to past events of fuckery that pissed me off when I sat back and thought about it enough for me to write a blog about it.Annnnnnd BEGIN!

Brought a car a few weeks ago. (NOW LET ME INSERT THE SMALL FACT THAT I DIDN'T BUY A BRAND NEW CAR, I GOT A PRE-OWNED CAR. I ALSO MUST STATE THAT IT IS NOT A LUXURY VEHICLE BY ANY MEANS! NOT A BMW, MERCEDES, LEXUS, JAG, OR EVEN A SLIGHTLY ALMOST WANNA BE LUXURY CAR SUCH AS LINCOLNS, ACURAS, ETC.) I have counted, I'll say at least FIVE people that have said to me, "you think you all that b/c you brought yourself a car huh?" or "you think you hot shit since you got ya self a lil new car huh? and ain't even call and tell nobody or pick me up for a ride or nothing!" (mind you this fool lives in Timbuktu and didn't offer gas money along with the fact he always broke as hell so I know he didn't have none no way!) My favorite was, "is you trying act all brand new b/c you got a car? cutting folks off and shit b/c you done got ya self a new lil car!" WTF? and the worst, "I see you riding round in ya new lil car thinking you da bomb ain't even offer nobody to drive it or a ride!" Lord Jesus Mary & Joseph this one here made my eye twitch! Forgive me but....WHY IN THE HELL I GOTTA OFFER YOU TO DRIVE MY NEWLY PURCHASED BUT PRE-OWNED CAR SO YOU CAN FUCK IT UP OR OFFER YOU A RIDE TO RUN ALL MY DAMN GAS OUT THAT YOU AIN'T GONE REFILL THAT I NEED FOR PRODUCTIVE FAMILY PURPOSES?!!!!!!!Really? I'll wait.........................OK, really??????????????????????I have a ghetto public service announcement to all of the above who volunteered these statements: KISS MY LARGE ROUND BLACK ASS & KISS DA FRESH SPARKLY PAINT ON MY NEWLY PURCHASED BUT PRE-OWNED CROWN VICS ASS TOO!PLEASE AND THANK YOU! That is all!
These recent events made me think back to shit of the same sort happening to me in the past.When I moved out of the projects and began residing in nice neighborhoods some years back someone told me, "Awwww, you all that now huh? Done moved ya self into a lil house, I bet you think you better than us common folks now don't you? Got ya self a car, a house, a lil income, you think you it now huh?" Again.....WHAT THE FUCK?!Why I can't wanna get out the hood so my kids can play outside without me worrying? Why I can't want a back yard instead of apartments where I can hear my neighbors fighting, fucking, & fuming? Really? Everybody really supposed to want to live in the projects they whole damn lives and just be okay with that shit? Get the fuck outta here! Next!
Now, I've told ya'll in a previous blog the story of me and how I ended up starting college at the age of 17. Once I graduated college, after what seemed like 800 years, for the first time assholes of pure bred ignorance were telling me, and I quote, "you think you smart just b/c you went to college and finished and shit, you miss hot shit smart ass now huh? you still ain't shit betta than nobody else just b/c you think you smart!" YOU IGNORANT ASS GULLY RAT!Really? So, I gotta think I'm Queen Sheba b/c God blessed me with the ability to actually USE the brain he gave me? Nigger please! (and yes I used nigger instead of nigga, it's the perfect context for this situation, it's in the dictionary, look it up!)
I've got to add one more moment of pure fuckery. As you all know I am in a relationship. (previous blog, Ex- to the Next) Saw someone I know, they asked about my love life. I stated that I had a boyfriend and things were well so far. QUOTE! "you think you somebody now since you got a lil boyfriend, I guess now you think you perfect, you got it all don't you" (then she laughs and says) "at least somebody doing good in the world or think they is" BITCH! *huge sigh* Whooosaaaahhhh! Deep breath....JUST B/C YO SCRAGGLY ASS MARRIED A CRACK HEAD THAT IS WALKING DEATH THAT YO DUMB ASS DECIDED TO PROCREATE WITH 4 TIMES OVER LIKE DA SPECIAL NEEDS CASE YOU ARE (inhale!another deep breath...)DON'T MEAN YOU GOTTA THROW SALT AND VINEGAR IN MY EYES B/C YOU KNOW EVERYBODY IN THE WORLD IS HAPPIER THAN YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!(exhale....) Give me a second to catch my breath.....................................................................................OK!Dismissed!!!

Now do ya'll see what I mean? It ain't just me, I know it ain't! It can't be!I don't consider these folks my haters I just think at the moment they released utter fuckery from they're lips and let it leave they're mouth that they were 100% undeniably MISERABLE and they wanted me to share in the fun with them. WTH happened to being happy for your family and peers as they excel in life? Especially when said family member or friend is always happy for you when your vibes are great and they voice this happiness to you. Things of this sort are yet another reason the scales on the BITCH-O-METER have tipped over and plain out broke letting the old me break free and rear her lil horned head LOL. I've gotten like my family up North, I can't take it! I just can't take it!IDK??? What do ya'll think???
Holla at ya girl!!!

Cassie

EASY BUTTON!~STILL BEASTING ON ER' DAMN BODY!!!

Mary J. Blige~Just Fine

Done Made Me Turn Myself Back To The Old Me!

2011-12-15T17:05:00.001-05:00

Ok, so I been slacking on my blogging duties but too much shit has been circulating for me to keep my thoughts straight enough to write the shit down. Aight so, unfortunately due to the new calmer, relaxed, and easier going me some folk(s) have TOTALLY forgotten who I REALLY AM! If your not an avid reader of the Chronicles of Cassie, I'll be happy to break down who I used to be versus the improved me. Now, I am EXTREMELY self conscious of myself. I can tell you everything that's good and great about me and I can also point you toward all my flaws too. So, here's me in a nutshell...

I don't take shit off of ANYBODY! (this is often thought of by my family and peers as me being mean, point blank period. I see it for what it really is, I take no shit what so ever. If ya Mammy giving me lip and being disrespectful she'd better be prepared to get back exactly what she giving b/c I'm a firm believer that you have to give respect to get it no matter what age you are. I've never known respect to be limited to "you gotta do right unless you old then you can run a-muck at the mouth and with your actions" NO, it don't work that way!)
I have a low tolerance for ignorance (a mind is a terrible thing to waste, point blank, period, enough said!)
I have a smart ass mouth most of the time (*shrugs shoulders* what do you want me to do lie to you! I'm a realist, and I am also slick at the mouth often times. I say what I wanna say when I wanna say at all times! Have been this way my whole life! Sometimes I think before I speak, sometimes I don't! If ya don't like it, kick rocks, that's totally fine with me!)
I tend to have a bad attitude due to extreme spoiled brattiness (*LOL* it is true I'm a spoiled ass brat, I want what I want and when I want it, NO EXCEPTIONS! I'm used to this being the norm. Doesn't always happen but, when it doesn't the hustler in me shines through and I make the shit happen. Men have a hard time keeping me happy b/c I'm a spoiled brat and accept no less than what I want and need from them. My family has always catered to this "youngest child spoiled beyond belief" mantra and I love them dearly for that! But, I think they are the reason I am so awfully bratty and the brat spawned the attitude! LOL)
I curse a LOT! (So, expect to get a mouth full of curse words and beyond if you piss me off. I'm not a nice lady AT ALL when I am pissed off! *did you expect me to lie about that?* Nah homey!)
I'm a small person. I'm non-violent. I don't start physical altercations. HOWEVER!!! (Though I'm small it has many advantages, fuck with me and you will find out, small things come in BIG surprise packages! I am able to maintain a non-violent status, but the BITCH-O-METER still lies within, hit me and think I won't snap and black out in a bitch fit on you if you wanna! I'm not one to start a physical altercation, I ain't a killer...BUT DON'T PUSH ME!)
lastly, I have an internal BITCH-O-METER (it springs into the on position at any given moment and then...THE BITCH IS BACK! I'm not a bitch by nature but I can show you one if you make me! I have bitch fits, I'm a female. *yeah, I'm still not gone lie bout it* it takes a realist to admit that shit, and lots of women don't have the trait. I live in the real world folks, and in my world I transform into a MIGHTY MORPHIN' POWER BITCH whenever warranted by my internal BITCH-O-METER)

So, I've been trying to improve some of my above flaws, but they are a small part of my personality so I can change and alter all of them but none of them are permanently deleted. I "dumb it down" so to speak. But, altering myself in these ways as I said before; and since most people in general can be assholes...Folks attempt to take advantage of my new nice nature and push the buttons as hard as they can. Thanks to these stupid assholes I've reverted myself back completely to the old me. Temporarily of course! What I don't get is people who would rather, apparently, you be a beast toward them and others, than enjoy you being Suzy Sunshine?! I've been compelled to remind everyone who Cassandra REALLY IS! So, if you forgot or ya never new the "inner me" here's a very fair warning...BEWARE! THE BITCH IS BACK!!!!
Holla at ya girl!

Cassie

EASY BUTTON!!!!~IF YA THINK I'M TALKING ABOUT YOU AT ANY MOMENT WHILE READING MY BLOG, THEN YEAH MUTHAFUCKA I PROBABLY AM! YOU CAN'T DO SHIT ABOUT IT!!!SEE ME IF YA THINK YOU CAN!!!
P.S.- STRAIGHT BEASTING ON EM!!!

Trina~Still The Baddest

Update!Some Things (People) Never Change...They Get Worse!

2011-12-07T21:21:00.001-05:00

So, I've told ya'll long long time and many blogs ago that I'll update ya'll on making ya ex-boo ya next boo... Turns out some things &/or people never change! Here's the "happs." No matter how much one or the other of you change, there's always gonna be some shit that fucks with you bad about that person that is identical to the exact same shit that fucked with you about them when ya'll were together before. And even if that isn't the case, one or both of you changing over an extended frame of time leads to new annoying and fucked up traits to drive one another crazy beyond belief. Now don't misunderstand me, I'm not saying I've changed my view completely and lost faith that things of this sort or situations will work. I'm just saying this shit has proven to be extremely difficult for me! I hate to say it, but a few years ago I was known to my ex's as the mean girl. Okay no I don't! LOL I'm not sorry that I don't take any shit off of people. I've never thought of myself as mean and evil I just have a low tolerance for bullshit. Point blank, plain and simple as that. Now, I've mellowed out just a little bit and learned to edge my temper a little bit and not randomly blow up on folks at any given moment. This is my changing trait that creates difficulty in my venture of making an ex the next. He's just waiting on me go flip mode and slap the piss out his mouth when that shit just don't happen with me no more. I'm chilly Lilly these days lol. I tried to tell ya'll before smdh ya girl is allergic to love! Damn!Back to da muthafucking drawing board I guess... Holla at ya girl!

Cassie

Keyshia Cole~I Remember

REPOST!!!~The Female Anatomy:101

2011-11-21T23:09:00.001-05:00

Welcome back to class!My first lesson was fairly detailed but hopefully simple for all those that aren't in "the know." But, I'm about to get a bit more in depth for ya'll. Wrote about this in my blog prior to starting Cassie's Chronicles. Grab ya pens and ya paper, write this shit down! B/c it's beneficial and ya may wanna thank me later!!!

Lesson #2-The Female Anatomy!!!

Aight, I'm bout to educate some folks, because I've heard some outrageous shit from ignorant folks that need to read some books or something. First on the agenda, the female orgasm IS NOT A MYTH!!! Women DO have orgasm's and they ejaculate or nut just like men do. No, chicks don't be peeing on themselves! And it is not discharge, it is nut, plain and simple. Pee comes from your urethra and smells weird, cum comes from the walls of the vagina and smells sweet (at least it's supposed to, if your chicks doesn't tell her to eat better or wash her ass!) If you are not a believer, get down there and watch ya girl when she reaches her peak, and see the "aquafina flow". So quit being stupid and do some research. Second of all, chicks do have wet dreams. Everyone does! We get hot and horny too, and when you sleep and hot and horny, you have wet dreams. Go figure! lol 3rd, Stop being so damn stingy niggas! How can all ya'll outwardly ask chicks to give ya'll blow jobs "because men have needs" like women don't!!! Shit, we enjoy head as much as the next man, (no pun intended)! Ya gotta give in order to receive, it's as plain and simple as that...Third and a half, for my ladies, don't be talking bout any shit you gone do or want to do to no nigga, if you don't plan on doing it! And don't do it if you ain't gone do it right. Again I say, do your research, if you gone give head, watch some porno's or read up on it so it can achieve the ultimate goal, to please ya man. So on and so forth (etc.)Last, all ya'll chicks dat act like ya'll scared to do what ya man wanna do, when ya'll been together for umpteen years or are about to get married, then wonder why the hell he be looking and flirting with otha bitches or cheating on u, get with the muthafucking program!!!Niggas have one motto, get in where ya fit in, which basically boils down to what ya ass won't do, anotha bicth will be proud to do, and will do it with a smile on her face. Ya'll chicks betta get wit it on the real. Now I've gotta add to this, ya'll chicks that are always complaining about ya man watching porn &/or going to the strip club need to get on a grown woman level and stop being jealous of the working class chicks who get paid to accommodate your man since yo ass won't do it!If he watching porn, grab some pop corn, a condom, hot oils, and a vibrator and sit your scary ass down and watch it with him! Porn is very educational for women if it ain't anything else, them hoes don't get paid for doing that shit for nothing, I'm just sayin!Get yo punk ass beside him and try and see if ya'll can do it better than what's on the t.v. Hell, grab a pen and paper and write down, draw, or sketch what the fuck the porn star doing b/c apparently yo man like it! That means you need to get on ya job of pleasing him before he finds some other chick that wants to and will as quick as he gives her a chance to. On that note, if your jealous ass is worried about what the fuck goes on when ya man goes to the strip club...Get yo hating ass up and go with him!Put on ya club clothes, ya cutest pumps, grab ya bag and some ones and jump ya ass in the car with him!!!Instead of nagging the shit out of him and accusing him of any damn thing ya insecure ass can think of, how bout take ya ass to the strip joint ya self and see what all the fuss is about? I bet ya will be surprised at what it really is and how much fun yo ass probably will have with him. Strut ya ass up in there on ya mans arms, order you a drink & some wings and pull out ya ones and make it rain on them hoes! LOL Hell, strip hoes gotta eat too! Buy him as lap dance, take notes! Then go home, give him your own strip tease and watch how good he fucks the shit out of you afterwards for being such an understanding girlfriend/wife/boo/etc. Ya'll know I'm all about reality so, I'm just keeping all the way serious with the ladies on behalf of the men. Now don't think I'm just talking shit women. I wouldn't be telling ya'll this if I didn't know this shit worked first hand for myself. I practice what I preach & the results have sky-rocketed right off the damn charts! If you like/love ya man and you wanna stay in your relationship and make that shit work for the better...you gotta do ya homework and get off ya ass and put in as much work as you expect him to! I promise you he'll thank you for it 100 times over, holla at ya girl!!!

Cassie

yes sir...

EASY BUTTON-PLEASE GET LIKE ME AND EDUCATE YA SELF, A MIND IS A TERRIBLE THING TO WASTE, AND SO IS A HARD DICK!!!LMAO

Gucci Mane Fea. Nicki Minaj & Lil Kim~Freaky Girl

REPOST!!!~Fake It Till Ya Make It...Look Right!

2011-11-18T23:31:00.001-05:00

This blog is about couples who "fake it till they make it" I've noticed way too many damn folks who are together for all the wrong reasons, whether it be married folks, or those "my boo" relationships. The shit's kinda pitiful in a sense. Gullible, scheming, shiesty, & just plain out rude niggas and chicks who don't match not even a lil bit, but they insist on trying to make something outta nothing. You've got your basic ole skool gold diggas, male and female these days. All they in the relationship for is $MONEY$, dat shit dat makes da world go round. Then there's the underachievers, these muthafuckas are miserable as hell, and don't want shit for their lives or themselves and always settle for less, so since they're losers they try and bring everyone else down with them, and encourage them to do shit that's gone ruin the good things they got going for themselves so they can go live in poverty with all the other underachievers. Then you have the emotionally clingy folks, these people are very sensitive in nature, which might lead one to think that they're good to fall in love with, but not really. They only seek out relationships with the men or women who are natural nurturers, b/c they have a fear of being alone. They only wanna be with a partner just because. Next there are the men and women who need to be "saved" They are very co-dependent. Can't do or achieve shit by themselves. They jump from one partner to another, and they are extreme go gettas in a sense, they literally stop at nothing to get what they think they want or need to make it by. These folks usually seek out the "supa-save-a-hoe" types. (All these types can be men or women by the way.) The list goes on as far as the types of folks go who jump in relationships with their own personal agenda, and try they damn best to appear happy on the outside where society can view them, but behind closed doors, shit is chaotic. The point to this blog is, don't sit around being with someone who really ain't there for ya. I'd rather be single and mingle around until I could be with someone I love, than be in a fake relationship and appear to be in love. Which is why I'm single now, and if I do get with someone and I see the shit ain't working, I bail quick. I can be unhappy all by my damn self. All these folks trying to hold on to the fake love they portray in public and beating each others ass and arguing and shit behind closed doors, trying to kill each other ain't where it's at. If you gone be in love in be in TRUE LOVE! That deep down in ya heart shit that u feel whenever, not just when they give u good sex, money, a secure feeling, or a social appearance. Real love happens whenever and is unconditional, through all the mistakes and mishaps, and financial ups and downs, physical and mental changes. Ya'll think about that shit, b/c I'm tired of seeing folks happy on the outside and miserable and unhappy within. Here's some deep thoughts for ya ass...
Holla at ya girl!!!

Cassie

Ja Rule & J.Lo~I'm Real

My Best Friend! Your Lover?

2011-11-18T11:24:00.001-05:00

Ok, I need to talk about this apparent "trend" of folks (men AND women!) fucking with they ex-boo, current boo, or potential future boo's best friends and family AGAIN. Now before you think you know everything that I'm about to say...I'm just gone tell you my views on this subject vary, and damn sure ain't gone be what ya think. We straddling the fence on some of this shit. Lets begin with the "potential future boo" and his/her associates, friends or family. Now, if you met this person and you made up your mind to start fucking them, then you can't a few weeks down the line decide after you've met their friends or family that "damn I think I choose the wrong muthafucka, I think I wanna switch!" WRONG! Dat shit is trifling! You can't just switch shit up and change ya damn mind AFTER you done slept with the "potential future boo" dats bullshit! If you changed ya mind dump him/her ass and find a suitable person NOT directly related to or associated with the "potential future boo". MOVING ON! "Mr. or Ms. Current Boo" this is who your in a full fledged relationship with for however long, the bottom line is ya ass comitted to him/her. There's one rule I think everyone in relationships should follow (& let me say I don't condone cheating AT ALL that shit is a disgusting habit that I can honestly say I haven't ever practiced b/c the shits been done to me to many times BUT some of ya'll asses gone cheat anyhow! No matter what I feel of course, but mainly no matter how good you relationship is or even bad for that matter, the bottom line is yo ass is a damn cheater!!) the rule is: NO FRIENDS, NO FAMILY, NO ASSOCIATES!!! Point blank period...But somehow, ya'll shady ass "cheater" assholes feel the need to do the shit anyhow. I've seen this shit done by so many folks I know & I let them know they ass is shady ass hell and deserve to be slapped with a big ass sac of grandaddy spiders, or with somebodys fist, either way! I had a homegirl in college who was fucking her "Mr. Current Boo"s uncle behind his back. PUNCHED IN THE FOREHEAD! Know a dude who fucked his "Ms. Current Boo"s mother. SHANKED IN THE NECK! Know a chick who fucked not one, two or three, but several of her "Mr. Current Boo"s best friends. SNATCHED UP & THROWN INTO A STICKERBRIER TREE! Now the bold actions weren't played out in real life, this is what I think shoulda or coulda happened to they sneaky cheating ass. Ain't no need in me lying, I'm just saying...This category right here is often how dumb ass people get caught up in serious domestic violence bullshit and even get muthafuckas killed b/c they fucking shiesty. If ya low down ass gone cheat on ya "Mr. or Ms. Current Boo" please do so in the late midnight hours with an unknown chick/dude who they don't know or can't even say they've saw and vice versa. And don't ever let that side piece know who your "Mr. or Ms. Current Boo" is b/c then ya ass just ignorant and asking for trouble! >>>NEXT>>>! Now lets address "ex-boo" this is where the line drawn is faded and unclear to me. Reason being is if the "ex-boo" is far enough in the past, you may not know who their current friends are. Another reason is if they someone you dated in well over five years ago or even 10 then I'm unsure if it matters b/c ya'll are years apart and probably new people by then. For instance, you in ya late 20's-30's-40's so on and so forth and you just so happen to become aquainted with somone who was or is friends with the person you dated in high school or even college for some folks. I don't think that line is solid on whether it's taboo or not. THAT'S TOO DAMN LONG AGO TO TELL OR EVEN JUDGE! Especially if ya'll was adolescents and now you grown as hell. Now, folks that just broke up with they "ex-boo" a few days, few weeks, or even few months ago and you decide you wanna run out and fuck they friend(s) knowing the sting of the breakup is still raw in ya'lls wounds, then that's when the drawn line darkens and ya ass is tipping the scales toward being a Smut. So, I'm straddling the fence b/c this here situation depends on the time frame of you and "ex-boo"s relationship split. Now, no matter how long you and "ex-boo" have been broken up, under no circumstances should you fuck with they family members. Family is a deal breaker for me, don't matter what the situation you just don't fuck with any type of boo's family memebers. That makes ya ass the lowest of the shady shiesty fucked up in the head need to be slapped assholes of them all!>IMPORTANT RULE!>DO NOT DO FAMILY! Shit of that sort gets ya fucked up for fee. PIMP SLAPPED, PUNCHED IN THE FOREHEAD, SHANKED IN THE NECK, JABBED IN NOSE, THREE BLACK EYES, STR8 ONE HITTA QUITTA! I'm just saying...I'm a realist, I have anger issues, and ain't no need in me lying to ya'll LOL I'm tripping ya'll be easy and holla at ya girl!

Cassie

Hush!!! If You Don't Tell, I Won't...

2011-11-03T13:56:00.000-04:00

Aight, I've been neglecting my blogger masses for way too long! My sincere apologies to my readers, I'm back with another controversial topic for ya'll though. The topic of the hour is whether it's right or wrong to fuck with a friends ex, current, or potential next? And what would you do in said situation? Let me get straight to the point, now-a-days NOBODY is off limits in the world or booty-calls and boo-thangs. When the heat between ya legs rises to an all time high, folks really don't give a fuck who they choose to put that fire out. Whoever looking good to them at that moment is who gone get the business. I've asked around about this question to quite a few people and got so many different answers as well as different stories and personal accounts that relate to this topic. Of course I name no names, but ya'll know I ain't about lying to my folks so I tell it like it is and leave said speakers anonymous. Here's the deal, I've found that both men and women really don't give a fuck or apply any rules to fucking round with their friends ex, current, or potential next, just the same neither care about fucking with their current, ex, or potential next boo's homeys. I have to admit, I straddle the fence on this shit. I've had home-girls run behind me and fuck a dude I used to fuck with b/c she thought he was cute and she wanted to see what it was that he had to draw me in. I've had so called bitches fuck with &/or try to fuck with a dude that I was currently fucking. I have to admit, that shit royally pissed me off, I wanted to shank her ass bad, but we've already discussed my anger management issues lol. I had a friend in my teen years fuck my uncle. Now, you may say, "so the fuck what?!" What ya don't know is my uncle is the only male role model I had growing up, so her fucking my uncle, when we was 16 I may add and he was in his 30's, was like fucking my damn Daddy! My Uncle is da man who will walk me down the aisle when I get married. That was major disrespect on her part! I know chicks who get mad at they dudes and fuck they homeys outta spite. I know chicks who spend the night at they girls house and while they friend asleep they in the living room on the couch fucking ole girls man. (I know right? Straight shiest!) Dudes who fuck they girls sister, friends, and even one who fucked his girls Mama! Dudes who fuck they mans girl, wife, etc. I know folks from all types of fuckery! I ask questions and get the most unusual answers most times. Shit of this type used to be called "sloppy seconds" now that shit is called the makings of everyday life. You'd be surprised if you knew what some people do in secret or behind your back. I've seen a chick flicking her tongue out at a dude and grabbing his ass behind another chicks back while he was in the middle of hugging her. Fuckery exists everywhere, and it's people you least expect who have the most juicy skeletons in they closet. I myself can't judge whether recycling with ya homeys is right or wrong, it ain't my place b/c folks have they reasons I guess? All I'm saying is watch that shit, just b/c you think it's safe, you ain't gone get caught, and you don't have to answer to that bullshit; don't mean any of the above is true. Some folks take shit like that serious. Be cautious. Oh, and find ya own jump off! quit trying to live vicariously through others and shit!Holla at ya girl!

Cassie

EASY BUTTON-ALL NAMES AND IDENTITIES OF INDIVIDUALS INVOLVED IN THE SCENARIOS OF MY BLOG ARE CONFIDENTIAL. INFO MAY OR MAY NOT BE ACTUAL EVENTS, WITH THAT BEING SAID, ANY EVENT THAT RINGS FAMILIAR TO MY ACCOUNTS IS PURELY COINCIDENTAL!!! IN OTHER WORDS...DON'T BLAME ME!!! LOL

Jahiem~Hush

The Single Woman:101

2011-10-24T23:04:00.000-04:00

Welcome to my class! I am going to be teaching you all a lesson on the modern day single woman. So, pay attention b/c I have a lot to say and a small amount of time and space in which to say it in! Before I start, I realize that I am giving away a woman's cardinal secrets to survival of the single life in order to stay on top. However, some folks are just better off knowing so they can do better, so class is in session!
Lesson #1-A lotta single women who are actively browsing the dating scene have to endure a lot of trial and error to pick men who possess general wanted and needed traits. The reality of this dating world is most men cannot embody all of the wanted and needed traits a woman strives for. Those of us who have good sense are just too picky and we only stand about a 3% chance of finding that ultimate "super-boo" that we are looking for who just has it all. To make up for this lack of multi-talent some women decide in a manner of speaking, " if ya can't beat em, join em!" This basically means if they can't find said "super-boo" then they create a line up or an organization if you may of men who may embody one or more of the needed and wanted traits to satisfy her picky taste. Need me to elaborate? Well, you're in luck b/c I'm about to break it down for you folks who aren't in the know. In general the basic needs of most women include: Sexual gratification up to her standards (each woman is as different as a finger print so these standards vary per individual), Emotional satisfaction, Mental stimulation, and Financial support. The token extra that may apply for many women even if it seems quite shallow is Eye Candy. Got it? Recap! SEXUAL, EMOTIONAL, MENTAL, FINANCIAL, & TOKEN EYE CANDY!!! Now, I'm going to break down for you what it means for a man to embody each trait. This will help you sort of see why women end up having to "recruit" a different man for each trait. I must repeat! IT IS VERY RARE FOR ANY GIVEN WOMAN TO FIND A MAN WHO POSSESS' ALL OF THE ABOVE TRAITS! Moving on, let's get started on the break downs shall we?
SEXUAL- The man who a woman enlists b/c she feels he's best to provide her with acceptable sexual gratification is just as it sounds! Believe it or not, women get horny too! Men are said to think of sex every 7 seconds on a daily basis, if that's true then most women think of sex every 10.5 seconds on a daily basis. We're a little slow to the bat, but we enjoy a good fuck just as much as the next man (pun intended). With that being said, the sexual man is her go to guy when said horny behavior presents itself. He's "the beat down bandit". That one man who above all the rest that can make her scream and squirm and cum over and over and over again. He never seems to wear out or get tired and his dick is ALWAYS HARD! He's her sexual match. The one man she can never get the best of, yet can never never stop going back for more. He is Mr. Sexual Gratification, and he's an on-call basis,only to be called in the late night hours, and he has to be gone before the sun rises. Because of him, all of the other men who fills traits rarely get laid if even at all. Because no matter how good their sex may be, they're just not "him". He's an inadvertent cock blocker. LOL
EMOTIONAL-The man she depends on for emotional satisfaction is basically her shoulder to lean or cry on. He's the guy she calls and cries to when her other men hurts her feelings or does her wrong. Anytime she's feeling some kind of way, she calls Mr. Emotional. This dude here usually gets the shit end of the stick of all the men who fill traits. He's doesn't really get too far with her because he's so nice and is constantly busy trying to make her feel better. Sometimes he may double as Mr. Sexual Gratification because the man providing emotional satisfaction is usually a hopeless romantic. He goes out of his way to do any and everything nice for her to make her feel better when she comes crying. This usually lands him a chance to fulfill her position for sexual gratification because women are suckers for romance. Most are at least, LOL.
MENTAL-The man that fills this trait is usually, for lack of better word, a NERD. LOL Now, don't get me wrong or misinterpret, I heart NERDS! This right here is exactly why...A woman has to have something more. You can't just lay around and fuck and cry all day, there's more to life. Women require some sort of mental stimulation. Mr. Intellect is the perfect man to enlist for this job. He's the man you can have any kind of intelligent, meaningful, and/or educational conversation with. You can call him up and talk about politics, education, statistics, reality, life, anything! He can oblige you with a conversation that has a purpose. He may be a college grad, or just a dude wise beyond his years, or a man who speaks from his life's experiences. He stimulates your mind. There's nothing more sexy than a man with a big brain! He offers you the gift of "Mind Sex". Unlike Mr. Sexual Gratification, he makes love to your mind instead of your body. Women who have a man who possess this trait can attest to how refreshing it is to have a conversation with a man without having to stop in between sentences to tell him what a word means, or having to elaborate further on what your saying b/c he just doesn't get it. Mr. Intellect can sometimes double up and also be Mr. Emotional. These two can go hand in hand. Making love to your mind, your heart, and sometimes your body if ya can find a man that embodies all three! Well, forgive me for sounding like a Geek but that's just the bee's knees! LOL
FINANCIAL-Before I move on to financial support, I have to add that I am NOT talking about women who are "gold diggers". There's one thing to be a woman who may need a little help every now and again when the tides get rough and she's on Struggle Street; it's a complete other whole deal to be a shiesty ass gold digging skank. I'm just putting that out there! They make the rest of us look bad! Moving on! Now no matter how independent a woman is, every woman has hard times, and she'd be a damn fool to not swallow her pride and admit she needs help. Those hard core, "I don't need a man" chicks are just that, for the birds! Everybody has those down in the dumps days when they fall on hard times at least once in a while if not more often. When this event occurs, a woman would be glad to have enlisted Mr. Finance.This dude is the man who always offers you financial support or doesn't mind helping you out if you ask for it. Now these men are usually one of the following types in order to be perfect for the position of Mr. Finance. He's either a blue collar popper that ain't really in the position to splurge but he earns enough to handle his business and maybe put a lil savings aside for himself; so if you find yourself in a rut he may not be able to pay you out of it but he'll most likely offer you something to help, whatever he can. You should be grateful for the blue collar popper, they're usually hard workers, responsible, humble, and even though they don't make big bucks, they work hard for what they get and want. These men have great potential for long term situations. Or he may be a guy with a real good job so he's comfortable in his financial situation and can help if you're in a bind. These are white collar poppers. Don't take advantage of these men either, though they make good money, most of them went through hell and high water and years of college and student loans to get where they are. The last thing they need is a woman bringing them back down to the place they strive so hard to get from. If your unfortunate he could could be a dude whose parents are rich and they are living off of their parents success. These are the spoiled grown-up brats. Most are slackers, won't do much with their life b/c their too busy spending their parents hard earned cash. They don't value money b/c what they spend isn't theirs. This is the LAST man you should call, but if shit is just looking all grim and gloomy dig his number from the bottom of your purse, b/c he won't mind helping you out. After all, it ain't his money no way, he don't have shit to loose! The last type of man that falls under Mr. Finance can be the worst and the best to have this trait simultaneously. This is the dope boy. The infamous dope boy is your neighborhood drug dealer who makes money off of others bad habits, and LOTS of it. He can be best under this trait b/c unlike the others he doesn't have to wait a week to get paid, or bi-monthly, or even on his rich parents to transfer his allowance. He gets paid daily. He most likely will always have money. If you need help, it's usually chump change for him to oblige you (if he's good at his chosen trade) and he'll think nothing of a little favor every once in a blue moon. And I do mean every once in a blue moon, some of these men don't like moochers or gold diggers so don't turn into one just b/c you know he can afford it. Stay humble and he'll be a good friend to have. On the flip side, this man is VERY BAD to have at times b/c his occupation is hazardous. Either the police want to arrest him, or someone wants to rob him b/c of his status. This leaves you constantly worrying about him being either locked behind bars, or being injured or killed. They can literally tear your nerves to pieces if you care for them b/c you don't want them to fall from grace or be hurt b/c both just ain't the situation that's ample. I must stress and repeat...DO NOT TAKE ADVANTAGE OF THESE MEN! PAY YOUR OWN DAMN BILLS! MR. FINANCE IS ONLY FOR EMERGENCY SITUATIONS WHEN SHIT AIN'T GO RIGHT AND YOU SHORT A LITTLE ON YOUR RENT, OR AN EMERGENCY CAME AND YOU CAN'T FIT THE BILL B/C YOU'VE PAID YOUR OTHER BILLS! HE IS NOT YOUR PERSONAL BANK ACCOUNT! GET YOUR LAZY ASS UP AND CREATE YOUR OWN FINANCIAL INDEPENDENCE!AIN'T NO MONEY LIKE YOUR OWN MONEY!!!!
*TOKEN*EYE CANDY- Lastly but certainly not the least is the token man. He caters to the shallow side in us all. Our eye candy...This is a man that is fine beyond normal measures. He is the man that makes you thank the Lord in Heaven for making his Mama and Daddy just so they can make his ass! More than easy on the eyes, an Adonis, blood to a shark, raw meat in front of a tiger! You get the point. Mr. Eye Candy is that too good to be true man who is so damn good looking you just have to show him off like a trophy. He's the man you call when you have to attend ANY social occasions that require you to bring a date, or even that allow you to b/c you just need a reason to call his ass. Some of them are thick headed, dumb as nails, sex ain't worth shit b/c he works out way too much, and has the emotional range of a pet rock LOL. But, he looks so damn good! He's exactly what he trait says, eye candy!
NOW, HAVE I GOTTEN YOUR ATTENTION???!!! LOL
I've given you the run down, so I have to add...the best possible scenario for this all is if a woman just so happens to find a man that has all of the above. It mostly seems impossible! But we never give up the hope that his ass is some where out there. Mr. Super HuMAN! The perfect man...I've told way too many secrets for today, so this concludes our class. Be sure to join me for my next course!!!
>>>>>***EASY BUTTON***>>>>>I AM NOT SINLGE! THIS DOESN'T APPLY TO ME BECAUSE I'VE BEEN LUCKY ENOUGH TO FIND A MAN WHO POSSESS' MY NEEDED AND WANTED TRAITS! ALSO, IT CANNOT BE ASSUMED THIS HAS EVER APPLIED TO ME! I PLEAD THE 5TH DAMMIT!!! LMAO

Holla at ya girl!

Cassie

Trina~Single Again

Giving Up The "Ghosts" Of Relationship's Past

2011-10-19T19:42:00.000-04:00

In a previous blog I've talked about making your ex- your next. Rekindling old flames for loves sake...So, once you've made the decision to do this; how do you maintain the relationships without rehashing the past? Whatever each person thinks was problematic enough to end the relationship will always linger in their mind somewhere. And there will most definitely be two sides and two different stories as to what the problems were. This is gonna pose one of the biggest problems in your re-run relationship.So how do you exorcise the ghosts from relationship's past? The seemingly easier solution would be to "let the past stay exactly where it is, in the past." This is a crock of horse shit! And there is a reason why I named it as the seemingly easier solution, because it damn sure is easier said than done. It's hard to forget hurts, heart aches, and disappointments on both ends of the relationship. I read in a self help book (yes I read self help!the first step to recovery is admitting you have a problem lol) and it suggest for re-run couples to either sit down and verbally discuss or write down on paper every flaw they feel the previous relationship had, name for your partner what you felt their role was in the failure of the relationship, how you felt and now feel about it, and what you suggest can be done to correct the flaws so it's not repeated in your re-run relationship. After you've discussed all of this, make an agreement with one another that what was discussed is in the past, and that you agree to use your re-run to start anew and what was discussed will not be brought up again. Only present issues will be discussed from that moment forth. I for one think this is a great idea for re-run couples. First off because every time you get into an argument or disagreement, no matter what it's about, one or the other or both ALWAYS bounces back to past faults and throws them up in each others face to add fuel to the fire. This leaves the current situation or problem unsettled and game time to be thrown into the mix during a later disagreement keeping your re-run relationships dysfunctional cycle of pessimism. You're both doomed if this exists and continues. So, being that I'm in a re-run relationship, I'm going to try this suggestion out and I will definitely be sure to "re-blog" about the outcome and whether this works out for us or not. Holla at ya girl!

Cassie

Method Man fea. D'Angelo~Break Ups To Make Ups

Allergic To Love

2011-10-14T13:09:00.000-04:00

Okay, now this may seem strange especially being that I'm a woman and these things aren't normal for the typical female; but I think I have a love allergy. Pause for absorption... Now, I am quite sure this must fall under the category of some sort of commitment phobia, but it is absolutely true. Most women yearn to be love, wait extreme amounts of time if they have to just to be loved, and go to extreme measures in search of their ultimate love. Me on the other hand, I run from it. Not purposely per say, it's an instinct, a reaction, an unconscious maneuver. "Fight or Flight" This happens when a person has an extreme sense of fear or anxiety or even panic and their brain and body instinctively alarms them to one of two actions to slow the increased heart rate that occurs when fear, anxiety, or panic emotions are introduced. Fight is an unconscious action of defense, face whatever is causing the negative emotions, fight for your safety, defend yourself and if applicable those around you. Flight is simply to flee, run as fast as you can away from the problem, avoid any confrontation at every cost, get your ass in gear and your feet moving as fast as they can get you the hell outta dodge. I gave this definition to my Blogger masses because this term is exactly what I do when faced with falling in love or having to commit to a serious relationship. It's my "allergic reaction" if you may. Flight is majorly my method of coping with the stress and anxiety that comes with love and relationships. RUN! Get as far away from this shit as possible! I've changed my phone number so many times in mid flight that cell phone providers charge me an insane fee to change it again. This is the first sign of avoidance that lets you know ya girl is about to flee the scene. Cut off ALL forms of communication, erase the problem from you head, your cell phone, your friends list, your email contacts. I am aware that this may seem quite extreme to some, but you don't even know the half chile! Many times to get my flight in full motion I will simply change my location so I don't have to face or confront the problem. Which basically means I pack up my shit and my kids and move! Usually as far across town from the problem as I can. I am also aware that this IS NOT normal by any means. I don't know anyone who is normal, therefore I'm okay with being dysfunctional. Let me break this down further...
When I feel that I'm falling in love with someone, it creates anxiety within. This anxiety stems from the fact that when I was younger I didn't have this allergy and allowed myself to love and then the shit hit the fan. A fear of history repetition has created a deep anxiety. So, I flee. In my mind if I leave the situation the oncoming love will go away just like I did and I can resume my regularly scheduled program. As you have guessed this shit don't work! Love will manifest itself when it's good and ready no matter what you try and do to stop it. Fate cannot be tampered with and you cannot intervene with the natural flow of life. Now, I have previously taken the Fight stance but we ain't even gone talk about that but that shit ain't really go so well LOL. So, Flight was my nearest option and I'd like to say it's going good for me, but that would be a damn lie and I'm not into telling tall tales to ya'll. The reality of taking Flight is that if you leave a relationship at the first sign of trouble, whether it be mild or major trouble, then that leaves your ass single a whole lot. Whether you want to be or not, fleeing love and relationships ultimately leaves your scary ass alone. My point in blogging about this is...I know I'm not the only fool who does this nonsense LOL! So, maybe someone else will read this and notice that they do the same bullshit and that epiphany can put in motion a plan for them to change themselves just as I'm trying to do. Even though I take flight and soar right on away from love most of the time, I have to say there is an upside to this all. The best part of love is when you find someone who sees you've got some sort of malfunction but they love you enough to stay and point out to you that something just ain't right, and then proceed to help you change it. It helps when someone loves you even though you're difficult and all the way through the bullshit. Not often do you find people of that vernacular, but it feels damn good when you do. Holla at ya girl!

Cassie!

India Arie~I Am Ready For Love

The Right To Be Wrong

2011-10-12T14:31:00.000-04:00

I just had an experience with my boyfriend that caused me to face that I was wrong in a past situation of ours. This of course made me think.. Most women have the preset notion (for me since birth lol) that we are right even when we're wrong. I wanna say this isn't an appropriate way of thinking, however, it's been working for me all these years lol. As you can see, I am extremely guilty of this frame of mind. I mostly do believe that I'm right no matter who thinks I'm wrong. You've got to have some solid evidence to make me admit that I may be wrong b/c circumstantial just won't do! Honestly, even if you can produce said evidence you better be able to back it up! B/c I usually fire off with a rebuttal for any & every accusation to further support my thinking that I've got to be right. This is twisted, I know... I never said I was perfect though! I wish I could be at times, but the shit just ain't gone happen. My boyfriend, who just so happens to also be my ex-boyfriend, was calling me out on this flaw yesterday. This was one of the reasons our relationship sank before. As much as I wanted to tell him he was wrong about me, I couldn't help but admit to him that he is right. The first step to recovery is admitting you have a problem, right? I owned up to my wrong doings and apologized accordingly. But, I can't help but to be this way. It's been programmed in my brain for as long as I can remember. Mom Dukes made sure to "teach" me this (to her) important rule of dating. "You are always right, even when you're wrong." Seems like I can hear her telling me that inside my head right now. It all boils down to the fact that I am a spoiled brat & I like the idea of being right all the time. Mom Dukes spoiled me bad & I've never made an effort to change that, b/c after all; who wouldn't want to be spoiled beyond belief & always get their way? LOL Had to laugh at what I just wrote as I reread it! My boo knows I'm a brat, and he sometimes lets me get my way and bows out knowing the whole time that he's right & I'm wrong. Others he does as he did yesterday & called me on my bullshit. For the sake of our second time around to rekindle our fiery flame I decided to make an effort to change this small yet enormous flaw of mines. I love being spoiled but not at the risk of it causing me to be alone forever by running a man off for fear that he can't satisfy my brattyness as efficiently as Mom Dukes did. No need in losing out on love for my own selfish needs. That shit don't get you anywhere but by yourself. Still a work in progress. Holla at ya girl!

Cassie

Beyonce~Diva

It's A Different World!

2011-10-11T18:34:00.004-04:00

Ok, quick blog to address ME! I always get crap from others because I am very much alternative. I am NOT your average southern black woman! I'm simply different, eccentric, alternative, I am just ME...However, I get called weird all the time, told I can't really be black, but I don't quite fit in the caucasian loop. Here's what I think of this...I love my altered state of mind! I don't want to be like every other southern black woman! Who wants to be like everyone else, that's so cliche'? I like to stand out in a crowd, and be noticed! Being the person that's noticed in a crowd full of seemingly similar people can get you to major places in life. I AM NOT A SOUTHERN BLACK WOMAN! I AM CASSANDRA SHERRED DAMMIT! Dare to be different... Reach inside yourself and pull out your own personality and RUN WITH IT! I see no reason to portray any and everyone else's style, personality, mannerisms, etc. I am not average and I accept that far from the norm observation. I can't be labeled into a single category. Labels are for clothing, not people!
My name is Cassandra Sherred and I am different and I love it!
I was never who you thought I was, and always who I wanted to be. I will forever remain a mystery...
Holla at ya girl!

Just Cassie!

India Arie-I Am Not My Hair

Past Your Future In The Present

2011-10-09T03:57:00.000-04:00

Ever been anxious about a present endeavor that will pave the way for more pleasant events in the future; yet somehow you find your past chasing behind you, haunting you incessantly? I've always been told to leave the past exactly where it is, behind you. But, the reality of life is that that's not that easy a task to accomplish. I mean I find it nearly impossible to just erase all of your memories which are basically extensions of your past. Often times I feel I'm being stalked by my past experiences figuratively and sometimes even literally. Whether it be good or bad, no matter how far or fast you run, your past will ALWAYS manage to catch up to you sooner or later. I haven't myself managed to figure out how you're supposed to bridge the gap between now and then. Since it's impossible to out run it; how do you face and conquer your past so that you can be content in the present and move on to the future? This boggles my brain on a regular basis as of lately. Mainly because people and experiences from my past seem to hinder me in the present. Even if I manage to push the thoughts of my past to the back of my brain and momentarily rid myself of it's existence, they still manifest themselves in a different form. When I clear my conscious mental maze of memories, I then go to sleep and my subconscious kicks in and brews up an even larger mess of thoughts and repressed memories of any time before the present. Most people don't want to admit it because of all the cliche' quotes and sayings about escaping your past but, a person's past can really change who and how they are in the future. At least I know this has rang true for me and those around me. This is basically where the theory of "a lesson learned" comes into play. Any mistake you've made in your past causes you to change up your strategy so in the future you won't repeat the same mistake as before. Even if your past memory was of something you did positive or right, you adjust yourself so given a second chance, the next go around you will do it better. My life has been filled with changes to my former self so that I can be a different and hopefully better me later in life. When I was a teen I dropped out of high school. A couple of months later I tested for, passed and obtained my GED all because I was ready to be grown up and out of my Mom Dukes house. When I was wise enough to realize and admit that I'd made a huge mistake, I set forth an action of change. I enrolled in college while I was still 17 thanks to the possession of my GED. Now I have an Associates Degree as a Paralegal. I attended Cosmetology school and earned the right to test for my license. And as I type I'm enrolled and almost finished with classes that will grant me an Associates of Science. That one mistake I made so many years ago set forth a change in me that resulted in achievement of many of my life's goals and giving me the ultimate feeling of success. I'm always being told to stop dwelling on my past. However, some of the most positive changes in my life were a result of me doing the one thing I'm told is bad for me. I've always been a person that rewinds parts and pieces of my past inside my head over and over again searching for any flaws, errors, or anything I can find that I did or went about wrong. Every time I have any sort of revelation, I commit to make a change so that I remember when faced with the same situation, person, or problem what I need to do and do it right. So, I'm up at 2am writing in my blog because I've been pondering on a few elements of my past lately that have me worried. These occurrences are effecting the present and threatening my future. It may be that I'm a "worry wonder" or I think too much, over analyze or dwell unnecessarily. But, I can guarantee you this, there will be and have not ever been any skeletons jumping from any of my closets. There isn't anything in my closet but shoes! Because even if it gets me no where, I can still say that I face my past head on. Even though sometimes that means having to turn my back on my future. I'm a work in progress ya'll. Holla at ya girl!

Cassie

Erykah Badu~Didn't Cha Know?

It's Not You, It's Me!

2011-10-02T21:52:00.000-04:00

"Hell has no fury like a woman scorned." This quote in particular got me to thinking. Generally when a relationship of any kind between a man and woman ends, it's assumed that it was all the mans fault. Even if it isn't assumed, the woman most likely is going to tell everyone it was. I'm watching this new reality t.v. show called Tough Love on VH1, and the host of the show basically feels that women are the cause of their own demise of relationships. He has several women and he tells them what the hell is wrong with them from a mans perspective. I'm wondering (& forgive me my fellow peers of the female persuasion) is it possible that this dude is completely right about some women? I'm a realist as you all know, so I have to be honest and say now that I'm thinking deep on this, I think he's totally right. Women like to blame men for any and every thing that ruins a relationship, b/c after all you've got to have someone to blame. We never own up to our role in play though. Listening to some of the things these men are saying about women from their point of view made me think way back to see if I can pick up on any key points that match what they mention about women. I came up with some things I've done myself in past relationships that I've justified in the past that I see now was total bullshit. I have done some stupid things over my dating career. One of the most common lines women use when we break up with a man is, "it's not you, it's me." But we don't really mean that shit, we just want the dude to get lost and we'll say anything to accomplish that goal. Seriously, that statement couldn't be more true! Sometimes it really is us that's the problem! Often times we end the relationship before they even have a chance to begin. There are so many things that turn men off or push them away that we do and don't even have a clue that we're digging ourselves a grave. One of the biggest no no's is consulting with your friends instead of making our own logical decisions. Whether the friend is single, in her own relationship, or married; she's not there inside of your relationship, she doesn't know what goes on besides the side of the story you tell (& we all know we only tell what he did or said wrong, and never what we did) so she can't give you advice b/c she doesn't know the whole story. We women are so judgmental, accusing, harsh, sometimes cold hearted, sarcastic, and a host of other things to men. We never take the time to stop and check our own bullshit at the door! Think about it...You may not like that he always wants to hang out with his homeboys instead of sitting home with you. Have you ever stopped to think he may not like you popping ya lips on the phone with ya home-girls telling them all ya'lls business? (ain't no need of denying it, most women have at least one friend that we just have to call when he pisses us off to tell about it) Lots of women aren't very self-aware. I like to think I am, however I've thought of some stuff even I didn't own up to until I thought about it now. Let's not even talk about when women get mad. We choose the worse route possible to end a relationship. "Hell has no fury like a woman scorned..." No matter why we break off the relationship, we still don't admit how and why and when we fucked up. Women need to be more aware that it's not always the mans fault that the shit hit the fan. To be in a relationship, you need 2 people. You need the same number of people active in the relationship. No one is perfect, so we need to start looking a little more at ourselves also.Women have to accept that even if you have evidence that he's fucked up, you very well may be fucked up yourself! Like I said, no one's perfect and we're not always gonna get it right. But, if you step back and look at yourself, be aware of what you may be doing or saying wrong, you can correct it & it may save you a lot of trouble. Mistakes and fuckery aren't designated toward men only! Think on it.
Holla at ya girl!

Cassie

Katt Williams- Ain't Shit Bitches

I'm Back Bitches!!!

2011-09-29T20:04:00.001-04:00

I was gone for a minute but I'm back! Have I been gone too long? I been down momentarily due to extenuating circumstances, but ya girl is here now! I'm gone dibble dabble on quite a few subjects in this blog b/c I've been away from my blog for far too long. First topic at hand...FREEDOM! Don't it feel good when you learn how to set yourself free from mediocre bullshit that life throws at ya? Just when ya think shit can't get any worse, the cavalry marches in an loosens the tight grip random bullshit has on your throat. This brings me to my second topic. Just when things are looking up, some smug muthafucka shows up and decides they don't like the way you appear to them when you're happy, so they do everything in their will to fuck with you. One of many quotes I know to be true is, "misery loves company." In my 28 years of life, I've certainly found out how true that shit can ring in ya ears no less than ya life's cycle. People that are miserable in their own existence absolutely hate to see anyone else being happy or at peace b/c that's the feeling they want but can't accomplish. These "Sad Sammie's" are hard to get rid of too. No matter how much you ignore them, or how hard you try to move forward and get on with your peaceful everyday business, they're still gone be on the side lines straight mean mugging. Actually, doing these things makes the fuckery worse. They keep on pushing all up in your personal space until they drop you to their level so you can snap and spaz out causing you to be miserable just like they sucky ass giving them all the company they want. Enough to cause you to start drinking right? Wrong! (well partially at least, lol) I'm a drinker for sure, but only in my own right, lol. Sounds cliche' but I say first things first is 2 middle fingers up! Then take a sip out my cup lol Leading into my next topic...Forgiveness. What dictates whether to forgive someone and how do you know when you should? I know many will say, "it's a sin to not forgive" but I'm a realist, everyone in this world isn't gonna be quick to forgive bullshit. I also feel everyone on this Earth doesn't necessarily deserve forgiveness b/c some will go ahead and do the same foul shit to you all over again just b/c yo ass was fool enough to forgive them. Shiesty folks on this Earth sometimes see forgiveness as a sign of weakness. Ive been contemplating this in excess as of lately. I straddle the fence on the two decisions. Makes one understand the phrase, "trust no- & suspect every-one" That's all I'm gone add for this blog b/c I have a few topics I wanna blog about separately that I want everyone to stay tuned for. Holla at ya girl!
Cassie

Anger Management

2011-09-20T18:49:00.003-04:00

I'm starting to think I have anger management issues. Okay, I'm telling lies, I already know I have anger management issues. I've known so for quite some time now. However, in old age this anger has taken on a completely different form. Since I've become an adult, spazzing out has a whole new meaning in my world. We've previously established that I'm angry, so much so that when I was in Elementary school they ordered my Mom seek anger management counseling for me. Needless to say, the shit didn't work! I elected to take this bullshit ass solution to anger again when I was in my early twenties. Again, the shit does not work! Or maybe it's me that's broken and doesn't work? LOL I have considered this theory several times over. How in the hell do those calm & extremely mild mannered people do it? I mean I'm no animal. I can control my temper for any given amount of time and let one or maybe two incredible acts of ignorance roll off of my shoulder. Even though I like to think I am, and I may even tell you I am, I am NOT impervious to fuckery and bullshit. Not at all what-so-ever. Everybody rants and raves about how you're not supposed to let people move you one way or another, don't let anyone bring you down, don't let them get the best of your mood it's letting them win! The reality of life is, that shit happens to everyone sometime or other. I feel it is impossible to maintain life without some idiot creating an act of fuckery that alters you mood at least a few times in life. We all get angry sometimes. I just get angry more often than others, and it doesn't take very much for said anger to boil to the surface. It's not hard to tell when the shit is about to hit the fan either. Though I do believe I am an attractive woman, the angry mean mug I make when I'm pissed is far from cute! LOL My face flushes with blood heating me up, & b/c I'm brown this makes for an odd pale complexion, my eyes redden and narrow, I pout my already very big lips out farther (who knew they could get any bigger? lol) and then there are the veins...There are these huge veins that pop strategically out of my neck and forehead in a few spots that make me look like I'm turning into the Incredible Hulk at any given time, lol. This is a small physical feature I inherited from my dear old Dad, and will never thank him for. I've tried too many methods to calm my nerves and anger before I reach the levels of pissivity that run off the "BITCH-O-METER". (& before ANYONE judges me for using the word "bitch" any man can vouch that every woman got a bitch in her some how some where, just gotta know what to do to bring her out, & be woman enough to admit she was there in the first place!MOVING ON!) I've tried the counting down method, counting up method, counting sheep method, the "whoosah!" method, pressure points, etc. The list goes on and on, none of that shit works either. I've come to the conclusion that some folks are just angry muthafuckas, Point blank period. I have also come to the conclusion that I am one of those people. I currently rank about an 8.95 on the "BITCH-O-METER" of 1 to 10 with ten being the highest. "MY NAME IS CASSIE AND I HAVE AN ANGER MANAGEMENT PROBLEM..." I welcome all who fall under my category to my world, lol.
Holla at ya girl!

Cassie

Kelis-Bossy

Mommy Dearest/Daddy's Nearest...

2011-09-15T20:05:00.000-04:00

Alright, I haven't written a blog in a few days but I had to touch down a this subject right here. I am sick and tired of parents these days lacking in their responsibilities to their kids. Sit back in your chairs b/c there's a whole gang of fuckery that I'm about to cover here. First on the agenda, these ignorant ass women (and men fall under this bullshit too but give me second, I'll get to them!) walking they boughetto ass' around with they nails freshly done, hair fresh from the salon, straight label hoes probably fresh out a bootleg store or Citi-Trends or even authentic label hoes in they LV, Fendi, Gucci, Prada, etc. BUT they kids trailing behind them looking all homeless like Oliver Twist and shit! WTF? You got the new season's stilettos yet yo baby's shoes talking to people when they walk by! They face dirty, nose running and shit, or lil girls hair so nappy and ain't been combed in so long she look like a Rastafarian like she growing dreadlocks on in her ponytails! Oh, and I ain't forget about the men! Wearing the newest $500 Jordans that just came out, but your son wearing Reebok Classics, or Wal-Mart brand shoes! This is utter fuckery at its best! Your kids should look as good as you do, if not even better than you do! Parents are supposed to sacrifice for their children, not vice versa! Everytime I think of all the times I've gone without something I wanted or even needed to ensure my kids had and looked the best, I wanna slap the shit outta these kinda people with a sack of granddaddy spiders! (lol it's a country thing!) Beyond selfish...This brings me to my next example of parenting fuckery, or lack of parenting I should say. These men and women who aren't really shit themselves, but somehow feel it's okay to turn their kids into little clones of them so they can grow up to be full of shit too. Men walking around with their pants sagging, ass and draws showing, then you look down and he's got a small boy with him dressed identical to him with his pants sagging, ass and draws or pamper showing. Do better! On top of that you got these lil skanky so called Moms dressing they lil girls like they going to the club with them when they sending them off to Elementary and Middle school! I've seen too many lil girls get dropped off and picked up at my sons school by their moms with tiny mini skirts, high heeled shoes, make-up caked on their faces, head full of hair weave, just too grown! Elementary school girls need pony tails with ribbons not yaky 17 piece weaves! I just can't take it, all of this unnecessary fuckery going on with these children and the lack of parental guidance. I think they think these things are cute are acceptable, that's the screwed up part about this all. There is nothing acceptable about people offering your child change on the street b/c they assume you're homeless! There is equally nothing cute about dressing your kids up in your club clothes so they are little clones of you, who will breed little clones of themselves, & so on and so forth! I mean where is a sack of granddaddy spiders when you need one? Or two, or three, or a few!
Holla at ya girl!

Cassie

Jay Z-Hard Knock Life

Worn Out Welcome Mat

2011-09-11T16:06:00.000-04:00

People always say, 'blood is thicker than water' and that family should forever be first and foremost on your priority list. Or at least growing up in my family that's what I've been taught, every other priority in life ties to this one; family. Money is a priority, but you work and make money in order to provide for your family so they can survive. So on and so forth. Now what I'm wondering is what do you do when that priority that you're supposed to put above all else becomes a nuisance? I love my family more than cheesecake and pie but I often find myself asking this question. I was raised to believe that I have an obligation to be there and aid my family members whenever and if ever possible. I don't mind helping out here and there when I can, after all we are related and I hope for the same in return. However, as of recently my heavy load of obligations have worn me so thin that my life has become quite anorexic. There is no more time, space, or privacy left anywhere near for me, and the Welcome mat is enduring more wear and tear by the day. They say if a friend or lover is draining your very being so dry that you are no longer noticeable and you become a stranger to yourself; that you are to cut this leech of a person from your life. Immediately cut all ties and regain your identity. But, how do you cope if you feel this same suction of your person and the hand at the end of the vacuum controlling the flow is that of your relative? It is impossible to completely break off bonds with someone who shares the same blood line as you. Even if you never speak to your kin again, you are still grossly bonded by the blood flowing through the veins of you both. I have only resided in the home in which I live now for a few weeks short of one year. Months after I moved into this house, my Grandmother moved in. Following that my Mother also moved in with me. This was a hard adjustment, but these are my parents, these women raised me so I made sure to make myself adjust accordingly and spread my Welcome mat at my front door. This is where things began to go awry for I should have removed said Welcome mat as soon as my parents got settled into my home and comfortable. One random day my (trouble-some) Uncle calls and asks can he spend a night at my house so he can be close to go see a friend in Spartanburg. I said yes, he came to my house and never left. My house is 3 bedrooms, 1 restroom, and a large basement. This so far composes my home of me, my 2 sons, my Grandmom, Mom, and Uncle. Not only did he move in without so much as asking me first, but he caused all sorts of trouble, stress, and headaches when he did making matters worse. Not long afterwards my Mom buys said Uncle's son a plane ticket to come back home to SC from living in another state. I had no problem with this, it wasn't my business, I even went to Charlotte to pick my cousin up. I was thinking since my Mom was involved in his home-coming she would see him to where ever he was supposed to be when he got back. I picked him up, he came to my house, and didn't leave. How far past your limits and comfort zone are you supposed to go for family members? I didn't like stepping over people sleeping on my floor and seeing my couch ruined from wear and tear of people's slumber. But, I inhaled, sucked my breath in and held it until my face turned blue/black/purple. Ultimately I ended up kicking my Uncle and his son out, they had the means to get up off my floor and get they ass out my house but they refused to do so. So, I put my bitch-fit foot down and they had to leave. There is still a huge matter of privacy with my parents b/c I've gotten set in my ways and they still think I'm 12. They don't care that it's not me living with them like when I was younger they live with me. Small relief in the form of my Mom deciding to move on her own again came as of recently, which has been followed with another one of my cousins showing up with his bags and moving in on my couch without even asking me. This all and my Mom hasn't even moved out yet. I am going to take my Welcome mat and burn that little piece of shit and flush the ashes down the toilet twice. No more Welcome mats for me. I am moving into a new house now, and I have No Trespassing signs posted lol. Maybe this will end my days of operation Sherred Family Bed N' Breakfast. Sometimes I feel I may be wrong, but then I see other's who aren't close with their families at all. So, I guess at least my family is close enough that they want to come to me when they need something. Instead of hating me like I've seen in some other's family situations till the point where they just fight every time they're in close proximity. Like I said, I love my family more than cheesecake and pie, but it'd be nice if they could love me from their own house.
Holla at ya girl!

Cassie

Mary J. Blige-Family Affair

UNTITLED (as of now)

2011-09-10T19:19:00.000-04:00

Temptation is served best when it is fed with act of taboo

No, you shouldn't,

You absolutely couldn't,

Who are they to tell you that you wouldn't?

Glistening eyes filled with desire

The urgency watering, warm inside your mouth

Just a touch...

Dipping your toe into a pond filled with lust

Strutting in your high heels on the wrong side of the fence

Roaming of the outside of that bad girl within

Addicted to the good as gold

Running from the deep and dark

She's tempted to do what may not be best

Pushing the past the limits at stake

Not really caring what it takes

No longer able to resist temptation

She's lost within what's good

Should.

Could.

Would.

Let her inner freak fly free

The Ex- Files

2011-09-09T13:33:00.000-04:00

I wanna talk about whether it's a good idea to "back-lash." A "back-lash" is when you and your ex-boy/girlfriend decide you haven't made each others lives miserable enough already, so you rekindle old flames & try having a relationship again. I wrote a blog quite a long time ago (it's posted on my old blog http://www.selfsweetz.blogspot.com/) about sex with an ex. This blog was also posted on my Myspace page back then, and the responses I got from friends varied from: "good idea b/c you already know each other & know you're not good together for anything but sex" to "bad idea b/c all of those old feelings you had before when you were together are bound to come back, you're gonna forget why you split, & that's trouble." Now sex with an ex- and rekindling a relationship with an ex- are two completely different ball games. There is a reason they call them off and on relationships b/c they usually break up and make up on more than one occasion. In my experience this is a waste of time. These relationships usually end for good sometime sooner rather than later anyhow. The longer the off and on lasts, the worse the relationship usually is every time it starts up again b/c there is all of that negativity in the past that neither person can forget. Whatever the reason is that the relationship ends, you both manage to forgive one another and reconcile. I'm wondering what is there that makes people keep venturing back towards each other besides love or kids even when they see it didn't work before? Now, I know that couples can try it once and fuck it up, give it a second chance and live happily ever after. I am a realistic person. I have seen couples of this sort. I know of couples who fought it out, broke up & made up until death done them both part (my grandparents). Sometimes life is more complicated though. Some people just aren't meant to be together, no matter how hard they try. There are some relationships that just end b/c frankly it wasn't meant to be, the two weren't at war, they didn't stop loving one another, they just ended. I have a few ex's I've broken up with and I have no idea why we broke up even on this day, but I just know we weren't meant to be apparently. The few that I can say this about, I am still friends with all of them. My point in this blog is, does it make any sense to pull out your ex-files and rummage through mending wounds and reconciling matters that you couldn't keep arranged the first go around? Aren't you just setting yourself up for failure? If your ex- dials you up, professes their love for you, and wants to light the old flame, would it be wrong to wonder "how can we keep a flame burning now, that remained drowned in water before?" Just a thought...Holla at ya girl!

Cassie

Lauryn Hill- The Ex-Factor

Gossip Folkx

2011-09-08T15:37:00.000-04:00

Ever notice that the people who gossip and talk about and talk shit to people the most are always the ones that never seem to have their own lives in order? I'm talking about the "News Channel 7 Ghetto Public Service Announcement" type of folks. They know and tell everybody's business for some reason and always got something to say to somebody about their lives and what their doing when they're minding their own business. First the easiest way to spot these people is mainly, they will tell their own business just as much as they tell yours for some odd reason. And they tell it to odd strangers and random people they meet along with anyone else they can strike a conversation with. We all know, or at least I hope so, that if someone will tell all their own business, then they damn sure will tell yours! They can be in the grocery store telling the lady in the line in front of them about their relationship issues, or in the waiting room at a doctor telling another patient about their sex life or lack there of and these conversations always lead to telling someone else's business. The classic, "chile let me tell you," line. To get said gossip, when they get on the phone with you or anywhere in the vicinity of their friends, family, etc. they ask a host of questions. "chile who you go there with? what ya'll do? who you seeing now? saw you with some body, who was that? where you been?" On & on & on. They always trying to give you bad sucky ass advice that starts with, "well I don't think you..." Stay wanting to tell you what to do, and what you did wrong, knowing they ain't even got they house in order! "Well, I don't think you should go on a date with that man." Oh, really? Well, I'm single so, what if I told you I don't think you should be sleeping with that man that isn't your husband? "Well, I don't think your boyfriend/husband is any good for you." Oh, really? Well, I think that black eye you had last week may beg to differ with your judgement of my boyfriend/husband, I'm just saying. "Well, I don't think you should still be single, if you're single too long, no one will want to marry you." Oh, really? Well, being that you're currently married with kids, financially burdened on a regular basis, on the verge of divorce on a regular basis, in a knock down drag out WWF smack down fight on a regular basis, & on the verge of a nervous breakdown, & I am single with kids and have none of the above problems; I think maybe you should try being single, b/c no one may wanna marry you after you're a divorcee', I'm just sayin. But when you try to tell them something or anything about their lives, all hell breaks loose! Oh, Lord in the Heavens above, God forbid you try and tell them that something is wrong with the life that they're living. They got the mean mug face on you then mumbling, "well, that ain't what I wanted to hear." Frankly I could give a fryer fuck what you wanna hear! I don't wanna hear yo ass talk EVER but you kind of never shut up about anything b/c you're a gossiper! These types of gossip folks are absolutely nerve wrecking. They will tell you ALL of someone's business, and turn around and talk to that someone and tell them in return, "well you know so & so told me..." in order to get them talking about more shit they can run gossiping about. There are some worse breeds of these gossipers that will inserts many lies in their conversation in order to get any and all information they want or need out of you all in the name of good ole gossip. Pure fuckery.
Quote of the day "People in glass houses shouldn't throw stones."
Holla at ya girl!

Cassie

Missy Elliot-Gossip Folks

Baby Faker

2011-09-07T22:35:00.001-04:00

I was just browsing AOL as I usually do to check my horoscopes, email, etc. & I ran across an ad featured in the AOL Music section that says Beyonce faked her baby bump at the MTV movie awards! WTF? Apparently she really is preggo, but only around 8 weeks along. So, for shock and awe value when she made her news public she was wearing a prosthetic pregnancy belly! Who does that? Who the hell really cares that she's knocked up no less than whether or not her belly is big for her to be wearing a fake one on TV?! I think that's just going just a bit far. Rich people are so stupid, they do anything for the attention and spot light. I saw a report on E! News earlier saying sources may have the first interview with Bey's baby! When back from commercial they explained what they meant is that one of the tabloid companies claim to have a reliable source who can get their hands on a video of her ultrasound. Now that's just going too far! I didn't even watch the MTV Awards, but I knew when I saw my Twitter and Facebook feeds flood with "OMG Beyonce's Pregnant!" that this shit was gonna get ridiculous and get on my damn nerves quick. I mean really...They will report the last time these stars shit, how they shit, if it stank, what it look like, and sell the shit on eBay! Out of control. Oh, & Beyonce, that was too much. Don't be fibbing on the kid. Poor lil child doomed for a "Lindsey Lohan" themed life already and it ain't even grown it's little sex organs, fingers and toes yet! I'm through raving, holla at ya girl!

Cassie

Awkward.

2011-09-07T20:31:00.001-04:00

Call me weird but I think I have reverted back into my teen years as of recently. There's this little series on MTV that I'm absolutely sure is geared toward a younger audience that isn't almost 30 years old. It's titled is "Awkward." period included in the title. I usually don't watch these types of series, The Hills made me queasy, along with Laguna Beach, Jersey Shore and all those other teen oriented series they air on MTV. However, I really like this show and it's sarcastic dry humor. Kind of remind me of the show Gilmore Girls that I used to watch. Basic back drop on the show is the main character Jenni is considered a nobody at her school, sort of a social outcast if you may. Hangs out with a few other misfits that are as equally socially awkward as she. She keeps a daily blog that only she and her few friends are frequent viewers of (ironic huh? lol) Anyhow! She has a crush on the most popular dude in school, during some sort of band camp after school thing he pulls her in the closet, says he secretly has liked her all along and she screws him in the closet. Back at school,. he ignores her, tells her no one can know what they did or that he even spoke to her. Like the drama queens teenage girls are she wrote in her blog she was so upset she could just die. Coincidentally minutes late while in the bathroom trying to take a Tylenol she drops the whole bottle, slips on the pills falls on the tubs, breaks her neck (literally) and almost kills herself. When she wakes up from an obvious coma, her very young parents (product of a teen pregnancy) think she was trying to commit suicide bc of what she wrote. Somehow when she returns to school with a cast from her arm around her back and up her neck, she slowly becomes popular bc they think she tried to kill herself. In a nutshell! I've kept up with this show since it first aired, and for it to been geared toward the kiddies, it sure is pretty sexually suggestive. That chick screws in more closets and nooks and crannies than I have in my life & I'm 28. Somehow she ends up kissing her BFF in one of the episodes too. Guess they named it properly huh? Awkward. So, here I sit, 28/15 yrs old watching teen drama. Holla at ya girl!

Cassie

Homey+Lover+Friend=???

2011-09-07T13:53:00.001-04:00

Is it realistic to think try to maintain a friendship and a sexual relationship with a person and expect no lines to be crossed? Can you really be homeys with your lover without your strings and his intertwining? Here's what, no matter what you do someone is always going to start feeling some sort of way about the other (in my opinion). Even if no one admits it, which is what happens the majority of the time, deep down inside one of them there are some feelings somewhere that tie the strings of homey, lover, and friend all together to equal something else. This blog is sort of a tie in ( no pun intended) or an extension to my previous blog "Booty Call Expiration". I actually am kind of straddled on the fence with this subject now that I think further on it. I've experienced this both ways. I've had a homey-lover-friend that lasted over three years, around two years I started to like him, around three and a half years he told me he loved me, a few months shy of four years I told him I loved him back. Since we all know mixing the lines of these arrangements rarely work ya'll probably have guessed that this did not work. Once feelings were introduced, all hell broke loose, the shit hit the fan, jealousies came into place, feelings were hurt, arguments ensued, and now we don't speak or even see one another at all. I don't even go to parts of town that I think he'll be. Basically, I lost my friend all b/c of a thin little line that I crossed that was so easy to stay behind, b/c we couldn't resist seeing what was on the other side. Then there's when this arrangement works...I have a homey-lover-friend I've stayed in touch with since I was very young (we grew up together). We're only lovers when we're both single & the moments of weakness hits us. We talk to one another about anything. We're trusting and comfortable enough that when one has a boo, the other isn't jealous and we respect that and stay our distance. We've never mentioned love, I've never even had a feeling of being in love with him. He is simply my homey-lover-friend. We don't have arguments, jealousies, disagreements, or anything of the sort, we are simply homey-lover-friends. I have to admit that I've wondered if there will come a day when I look at him and everything changes, how I view him does a 360. That thought frightens me, so I dismiss it immediately lol. Though I do think it's possible to have and maintain a homey-lover-friend, what does that equal? What's the conclusion? Are there any relationships that come of this? Should those lines be crossed at all? Should you even make you lover your friend or should you stay strictly on booty call status?
Holla at ya girl!

Cassie

R. Kelly- Homey, Lover, Friend

Begg-A-Boo!

2011-09-07T13:06:00.000-04:00

I have officially decided today that I am SICK and tired of being sick and tired of men who are always begging women for shit! Ughhhh! What are you begging for with yo ole begging ass!? Now, I understand a classic rebuttal. You ask a woman for what you want, she says no, you feel maybe I was too quick for the draw, maybe she was still in the middle of her thinking process so she just shut me down and said no. Then comes the rebuttal. When she rejects ya ass again, tuck yo tail between yo legs and trot yo ass on some where and leave that woman the hell alone! Don't start begging and pleading your case, b/c you look pitiful and you're pissing her off bit by bit. This is true ESPECIALLY when it comes to sex! I can't stress how important it is to women that ya'll men STOP begging for sex! If we wanna fuck you, trust me we will! 99% of all women have decided whether or not they're gonna have sex with a man within the first five minutes of meeting him. When she'll have sex with him varies from person to person, but if she wants it, trust me she's gonna get it. So, all that "baby baby please" bullshit is uncalled for, and the nerve wrecking texts in the realm of dick pics and "girl you kno it'd be great for u" or "you kno my dick works magic" FOOL PLEASE! If your dick deserved all the bragging rights you throw upon it, then ya ass wouldn't be texting females begging to fuck all the time, b/c I seriously doubt I'm the only female you do that to (ya'll Begg-A-Boo's begg in bulk! lol) This is so irritating to me, I got aroused from a good deep sleep from a Begg-A-Boo that kept texting me, I tried to say whatever I could to turn him off so he would leave me alone. When that didn't work I flat out told him, "frankly I don't want to have sex with you, I don't know why you can't get that or understand that and didn't get that from the previous texts." He said say no more, & I thought the shit was over, but NOOOO! SMGDH I got tired of his ass and text him that I wish he would just shut up, his answer... "I'm persistent" I turned my phone off...I've said before I have a low tolerance for bullshit and as of lately that has amplified one hundred percent. I don't know any chicks who beg men for dick, and if they are any...SHAME ON YA SELF HEFFA! Honey there is somebody somewhere that wanna fuck yo ass, don't be begging no damn body. I wish I would ask some man for some dick when I have designated dick waiting on me ( and not begging and worrying the hell outta me in the meantime). This fool has me fit to be tied ya'll, holla at ya girl!

Cassie

Destiny's Child-Bug-A-Boo

Fit N' Me Big

2011-09-06T20:27:00.000-04:00

I was just having a conversation with a friend about physically fit men and the women most choose for sexual partners and relationships. My friend is a male, and for privacy purposes we will call him "Build" b/c he is of the physically fit persuasion. Actually he is VERY fit, muscular all over his body, toned and defined abs, he eats healthy, he doesn't drink alcohol, and doesn't participate in any recreational use of drugs. I was on the phone with "Build" and he was purchasing a new mountain bike for exercise purposes, and I was praising him for his ability to remain to healthy and fit for so many years (basically as long as I've known him, which is since we were children). Then a question popped into my head that I just had to ask him, mainly because "Build" and I had a past, I blurted out, "why does it seem that most of ya'll fit and buff healthy dudes choose to get with big girls? Or is it ya'll like big girls and work out so you can lift our big ass' when your having sex?" He laughed but his answer intrigued me. He said men who are fit like thicker women, well at least he does, b/c he wants a woman who can handle him. He says skinny women are too sensitive and whine and complain too much, can't handle rough sex and take the heat like big women can. Humph! I have to say I love that answer, lol! While I admit my reason for loving it is mainly based on the fact that I'm a woman of the bigger/thicker variety, I have to also add that I've heard other men make this same statement before. I'm a big question asker, every boyfriend I've had has been subjected to rigorous questioning, as well as all of my male friends. I like to hear what the male perspective is on any given subject, and this particular subject is give and take. Mostly the only people I've heard say the notion that skinny women can't take a bedroom beat down ass well as a thicker woman is a myth; are skinny women...I dug further into this conversation with "Build", he agrees that being in great physical shape allows men to throw us bigger women around in the bedroom with ease. He also says, after you've worked so much on keeping your body hard, the last thing you want is another hard body laying under or on top of you. What men crave the most is to feel a woman that is soft, tender, smooth, etc. I'm wondering about the fit men who feel differently, what their take on slim versus thick is?
This same scenario doesn't apply for physically fit women and bigger men though it doesn't seem. It's the exact opposite from what I can tell. Those women usually won't go for anyone bigger, they more likely than not will only date a man who is as fit as they are. As far as big or thick people go, I think we vary and aren't always as knit picky. Don't get me wrong, some definitely are, I myself have a tendency to be super picky but I'm working on that, lol. What do you think?
Holla at ya girl!

Cassie

Bad Girls Club Episode 706

2011-09-06T16:59:00.001-04:00

I didn't catch the Bad Girls Club new episode when it first aired last night, however, I did view the recap on ONDEMAND today. That Tasha bitch has real bad hater problems, she's always hating on some damn body. Thought she was hot shit b/c she picked up a black dude with dreads in the club lol. Yeah, that was till said black dude with dreads saw Tiara lil ass with her Rapunzel Yaky hanging so low! LMAO It's funny to me though, she so appalled that Tiara the "fake black chick" took the man that she wanted and couldn't hook smdh. Get for real honey, and yo lil Persian ass is not bigger than hers with yo wanna be ass, lol, that's very apparent since he spent the night in Tiara's bed instead of yours! Yeah, she's a hater...Angie is a lil fire-rocket, it was funny watching her jump all up in ole girl face.Shelly full of shit too, she stay jumping in somebody face when she got another to stand beside her but ain't gone bust a grape in a fruit fight. And Angie starting to be co-dependent too, always wanting somebody to back her up when she wanna do something or she got something to say. Bitch if something on yo mind, if the moment moves you and ya feeling froggy jump yo lil ass up by yo self since yo swear you hard! Why yo need a co-signer? thought you was grown, but you trying to hire a baby-sitter? Judi is a hot mess too fucking that dude ain't in the least bit know his name with his lil nasty whorish ass. She gone be done caught something up in her whytootsie she keep pulling that shit, hell all of them for that matter. Them girls come to that house season after season to be straight up whores. It's the truth! Don't blame me, I'm just the blogger! lol I'm wondering too, what the fuck made Shelly randomly throw that drink in Judi's face at the end of the episode like that when they were all talking? I'll be glad when somebody whoop them bitches ass for the free free, absolutely no charge at all! I see from the preview of next weeks that they gone make Stasia be the one to do that. I damn sure hope she rattle them bitches jaws! Bad Girls

Booty Call Expiration

2011-09-05T18:08:00.001-04:00

For everyone who does the booty call thing, I'm wondering...Is there supposed to be a set expiration date for how long you keep a booty call partner? I mean do you meet someone, get your joog on with them in the late night for several months then move on? Or is it acceptable if you're single (or not for those of you who keep booty calls even when you have a boo) to have a booty call partner for years on end? I'm wondering though, if so, isn't that basically a relationship? Think about it, you sleep with this person for three, four, five or even six or more years. Spend an invariable amount of time with them, you have to in order to get to the four play and fucking part, and in the process it's inevitable that you will get to know this person. I've always thought of booty calls as being quick fixes for horny moments of weakness. So, why string one along for years? Now one thing I kind of do understand is the momentary or on-again-off-again booty call. These are booty call partners that have their late night sex when that horny moment of weakness hits them, and when they find a boo they move on and away from one another. They probably won't see or talk to each other often or at all for long periods of time in between their horny moments of weakness. But when they're single again, and alone, and horny, and weak. They only have one (or two for some) person on their mind and that's exactly who they call. They go through hell and high water to find this person. This goes equal for both parties. When one calls the other, they are automatically drawn into a fling b/c that's just what they do. That's the sole nature of their friendship, a late night booty call. The fling for their booty calls never lasts longer than a few months or so, then they're on to someone else until the weakness hits them again. Here's the thing, if you want a fling, which is basically what you're craving when you schedule a booty call then you aren't waiting in line for it to last for years. You may as well go ahead and take the person out on a date and spark up a relationship b/c that's basically what you're gonna end up in if you're laying up with each other for 5 years straight dedicated to a booty call schedule all your own. When you take your late night joog home, to the hotel, where ever you take them, make sure before you leave you stamp an expiration date on that ass or dick so it doesn't end up spoiled like week old Mayfield milk ya feel me?
Holla at ya girl!

Cassie

Fair-Weather Friends

2011-09-05T13:15:00.001-04:00

I spoke about this briefly on my facebook page, but I wanna discuss this bullshit in detail. Everyone has those friends they made in elementary, middle, or high school that they grew up with and kept for umpteen years. You both went through all types of shit together, shared important events and milestones that occurred in each others lives, leaned on one anothers shoulders for the bad times. Then for some friendships there comes them times when you two grow apart and grow up. You don't get to talk &/or see each other as often, somebody or you both get married, or have children and life becomes too hectic to be ride or die BFF's like you used to be. This is what I hate though...How is it that years ago we were best friends and shared all kinds of good and bad times, but now we've grown up when I see yo ass in public you can't even speak and even act like you barely remember me when I speak to you! WTF? I don't get that bullshit! I know shit about you that NOBODY knows! Not your family, your husband, your new friends, hell you probably even tried to make yourself forget! You don't remember me and I had to play "Super Save A Hoe" for you too many times, so many I lost count and quit counting! You don't remember me? You the chick that spent more nights at my house than I probably did! Um, you don't remember me but I bet you remember fucking my family though don't you? You can't speak to me in public but you could ask me to go sit with you at the Health Dept.? That's the kind of fuckery I'm talking about ya'll! Those are FAIRWEATHER FRIENDS! Sometimey ass people who only consider themselves to be your friends depending on the season that it happens to be beneficial to them. Friends who lay up in ya house, ask for money, ask for rides in ya car, ask to borrow ya car, always in ya face when they ain't got shit. Time they get they come up! They address changes to 123 Ghost Town and you don't hear from they ass till they broke down and out again and need to leech off of you. Those are FREELOADER FRIENDS! Straight fuckery at it's best. Then you got them friends that always got something negative to say about you and your business. Always up in your shit, always asking you 21 question bout your life. Who you doing? Where you been there with? Keep some shit to say about you, always ready with their judgement. Then they life ain't even right! Ain't nothing about them or theirs together! They cheating, they spouse cheating, they living a champagne life on a root beer budget, they keeping up with the Jone's in public and fighting like the Turners behind closed doors! Those are FRIENEMIES. None of these fuckerys of nature are really your friends, they're just people placed strategically around you occupy your space and waste your damn time on a daily basis. Watch your back around any of them at all times, and never let one occupy space around you for any one frame of time for too long. Because all of them full of shit, I'm just saying...

Holla at ya girl!

Cassie

Burning Down The House! Literally...

2011-09-05T12:22:00.000-04:00

Happy Labor Day to ANY readers I may have! Today is a day for cook outs, well at least it is if you live in the south. I just so happen to live in South Carolina, and I want some charred food! This however is easier said than done, especially since the only access I have to a grill is this gigantic gas grill Mom Dukes parked out on my back porch. The key word here is GAS. Now, don't get me wrong, I've successfully cooked on the grill before. Mom Dukes lit said gas grill before she left, and I cooked some beautiful steaks, burgers, dogs, etc. Now here's my experience sans Mom Dukes with the gas grill. She tells me turn the knob on the propane gas tank, then turn the control knobs on the actual grill until you hear both of them click. Make sure afterwards you hear the gas seeping from the propane tank so you know you don't need a refill. When you have done all of this successfully press the red ignition button in and you will hear a click. Keep pressing it until the pit of the grill lights. I am a Virgo, which means I am very detailed, very good at following directions. So, I follow said steps above. Nothing happens...Mom Dukes says, "well the ignition switch may be a little off, light the grill yourself." THIS IS WHERE THE SHIT HITS THE FAN! So, as directed, I go get a paper towel, light it, and through it into the pit hoping the little trowel in the grill lights and then like magic we've got a cook out! lol Unfortunately...I throw the fiery lit paper towel into the pit, it lays for a second, I fear it won't ignite, just as I get sad and think my efforts are faulted, the ENTIRE BOTTOM HALF OF THE GRILL THAT HOLDS THE PROPANE TANK SETS FIRE!Whooosh!!!!!!!!!!! LMAO
I can laugh about it now, but when it happened I was scared shitless and I swear I almost pissed myself, lol. I ran over with a rag and reached in and turned the tank off so there would be no gas to fuel the fire and it stopped thank God. Yaky hair weave and eye brows still in tact, lol, I kicked that damn grill as hard as I could with my Pastry sneakers closed the lid down and ran in the house and slammed the door. No cookout food for me this Labor Day! (^_^)
Holla at ya girl!

Cassie

Big Easy Brides-Vampire Wedding

2011-09-05T00:44:00.000-04:00

My new reality TV fetish to watch late at night comes on the We channel and is called Big Easy Brides. It's basically cameras showing a 24hour wedding chapel in New Orleans and all the people who walk in and out all hours of the day and night to get married. So, I'm up late due to consumption of Red Bull earlier and I flip to We and catch this show coming on as Bridezillas goes off. They have this couple wanting their chapel to plan their wedding who claim they are real life vampires. Slight pause to absorb this...So, first they show up in broad daylight. Vamps can travel in the sunlight, who knew? They actually have their K-9's filed sharply into fangs (or I assume so since I dare believe that vampires are purely mythical lol) They advise the staff to have security for their safety from other vampires that will attend the wedding! The menu they ask for consist of light food for "human guests" raw liver, and pigs blood! Instead of exchanging rings, they will exchange sips of one another's blood! At one point one of the so called vampires told the wedding planner of the chapel, "I've eaten more important humans than you!" WTF?! Seriously? Ya'll for real? The last time I checked Sookie Stackhouse was a fictional character as well as the vampires she befriended from various areas of Louisiana. YOU ARE NOT AN EXTRA FROM THE SERIES TRUE BLOOD! Please get a grip on reality people! I swear, when introduced to a new or up and coming phenomenon some folks just take and idea and run a marathon with it! (Inhale...Exhale)
That is all...

Cassie

True Blood!

2011-09-04T22:23:00.000-04:00

Okay! Whew, tonight's episode has me on edge and only one more episode to go! I am so sad :( I probably won't get to see my show again until next year! First off, that bitch Marnie deserved to die! Her crazy ass was trying to rule the World or some shit. First she wanted to kill all Vamps, then she wanted to kill everybody. Antonia even saw she had gone ape shit and tried to fly the coop and she wouldn't even let her go! How you gone hold a dead person's spirit hostage inside your body? Where they do that at? Oh, yeah Bon Temps, lol. Now it may make me weird for saying it, but that devil face shit that happens to Jesus is cool as hell! I'm just saying, lol Jesus is that deal! Marnie gone end up making Jesus fuck her up royally possessing his boo like that. Speaking of boo's; does anybody else but me think that Alcide doing that growl thing deep down in his chest is as sexy as he is? Lord bless his mother and father for making such a fine specimen of a man! Alcide is the shit too though, he fucked Marcus up! Sam may not have wanted to put him out of his misery, but Alcide said he'd be happy to rattle his jaws, lol. Also, I been waiting to see if Alcide was gone abjure Debbie like he did in the books. Seeing the preview for the next episode, now I also see she gone go ahead and go crazy and make Sookie have to kill her ass. I'm interested in how the producers of the show are gonna have that go down. I was shocked to see Pam fuck Eric's nerves up so bad that he sent her ass away too. She's such an asshole in the show, I don't like that. In the book she's sarcastic at the most, but she and Sookie are friends and share several "girl power" moments. I'm extremely curious about Sookie's fairy family appearing in the woods to Andy to. She's a new character and as far as I know, hadn't heard of her in the book. I wonder what she's there for? What role she's gonna play and does she have any ulterior motives? Especially if they have to do with Sookie since Eric drained and killed her fairy Godmother/cousin Claudine. She didn't last long in the series, and she turned out to be sort of a pain in the ass. She's cool in the book, saves Sook's ass plenty, has a homosexual fairy twin brother named Claude and doesn't get killed till pretty far along in the series. Tonight's episode was huge for HBO and True Blood on the web too, True Blood had 3 trending topics on Twitter Worldwide during the airing of the show. If you didn't catch it, make sure to peep the rerun! One more episode to go! So sad...Till then Truebies holla at ya girl!

Cassie

Family Ties

2011-09-04T18:33:00.000-04:00

I'm sitting here just wondering where the obligation tied to the relationships between family members begins and ends? Do members of any given family have to be in the stands cheering for one anther's teams, is that a given? Furthermore, is it wrong to choose to be elsewhere? Once I saw a man my sister was in a relationship with out about town driving in a woman's car that wasn't my sister, I took a picture of him and everyone that was in the car with him with my camera phone. I also pulled up behind the car and took a picture of the woman's license plate. I then proceed to follow him in my car for a few miles and video record him with my phone so my sister had as much evidence as she needed in case he denied everything I said and claimed I was a flat out liar. When he stopped, I got out of my car and told him, "so you know I'm going to tell my sister right?" As soon as I left that is exactly what I did. I admit, I may have went a bit far, lol, but I was highly pissed that he would do something to hurt my sister whom I loved so much. When she was hurt, I hurt. Many people have told me that I should have simply minded my own business. While that may be true, at the time I did what I thought was the right thing.
Here's the point, when faced with a dilemma, situation, person, etc. that may cause your family member hurt, harm, emotional damage, or stress do you have an obligation to stop said force if you can? To step up to the plate and intervene before the bad thing has a chance to occur. Let the person know that they are wrong and you won't stand by and let them do your family member wrong. Or is it ok to just sit by and watch it all unfold? To help it along as it happens. Or to know it happens and keep quiet about it, let it remain a secret for any amount of time from your family member.
I personally am very family oriented even if my family members don't feel the same about me. I won't stand by and watch as someone I care about is harmed. I intervene whenever possible. I don't consort with anyone who intends to do my family members any harm. I am their biggest cheerleader. I cannot say the same for all of them when it comes to me however. As my Grandma always says, "there's no need in you being an ass just because everyone else is, that's not gonna solve anything." What makes some of us feel an obligation to be obligated?

Cassie

Grudges

2011-09-04T17:49:00.001-04:00

I'm gonna be honest and say that I'm one to be really big on holding grudges against others. If you've wronged me, pissed me off, hurt me, broke my heart, etc. then don't expect me to forgive you easily b/c I've most likely burned that bridge and threw the ashes somewhere in the Chattahoochee River lol. Call me what you wanna, but that's just me. I come from a long line of stubborn men and women born and bred from the last name Sherred and the meanest of us all hold deep set grudges and are vindictive to boot. I've had my share of so called friends (and family members) that have the privilege of me holding some sort of grudge toward them. What I hate is when you've done some (in my eyes) unforgivable bullshit to me some seven summers later yo ass come straggling back trying to talk to me like nothing happened. For real? Are you serious?! Hell Naw! I have this former friend/ex-boyfriend, dated this guy briefly, wasn't good as a boyfriend for me but turns out we match perfectly as friends (who knew?) so for years after we broke up we managed to maintain a Platonic friendship. He could hold intelligent conversations (he was a middle school teacher) without me having to tell him what every other word that I said meant, he gave sound and non-bias advice, he knew me and always was honest and told me when I was wrong. I picked this guy up to hang out at Sidelines (local sports bar/club if you aren't from here) with me and my home girl Boosky. Sometime during the night he asked if he could drive my car literally right up the street to an his girlfriends house and apartment complex called Kensington Manor to get some money or get her or something I don't remember. Since I knew it was so close ( like walking distance close) I said yeah, gave him the keys. An hour later, he's still not back. Two hours later...Two and a half hours later he text me, somethings wrong with your car. WHAT?! Tells me he's in the complex, so I break out walking down the street in 5 inch stilettos and a tiny shirt dress literally freezing my tiny ass off. I get there, my tire on my Crown Vic looks like its bow legged! WTF?! He says he ain't do it...Basically this idiot wrecked my car. Which means he drove farther than he said he was. Then his punk ass never would (& still hasn't) admit he wrecked it! ON TOP OF ALL THAT! He didn't wanna pay to have it fixed I had to pay to fix it myself which was expensive as hell b/c he'd broken my axle in half! I ended our friendship, burned the bridge, threw the ashes in the toilet and flushed them bitches. Years later, this fool pops up outta no where, finds me talking like ain't shit happened! Gone ask me, "Did you ever get yo car fixed?" Get the fuck outta here! And he still ain't offer to give me my money back for my car nor admit he wrecked it! GRUDGES...That's why I hold them! People are always telling me, Cassie you so mean, you so crazy, you just don't care what you say to people, Cassie you kinda evil...Hmmmm...?YEAH, I'M ALL DAT! LOL I'll be all that, because I have a low tolerance for BITCH-ASS-NESS and bullshit! So, know if you piss me off I'm gone hold that against yo ass basically FOREVER. I don't forget anything. and just when you've thought I forgot, you remember I'm a woman, I bring that shit right back up and throw it up in ya face over and over again till I make you hate my ass, lol. That's typically what holding a grudge is...Gotta problem with it? So, what? Big whoop! Ya wanna fight about it? lol
Holla at ya girl!

Cassie

I'm Just Saying, You Can Do Better...

2011-09-03T19:16:00.000-04:00

Okay so, the video above was posted courtesy of one of my facebook friends earlier, and at first I had no desire to speak on it. BUT not it's kinda hit close to home! lol First off let me start by saying the above video is HILARIOUS! & Spoken Reasons is a great comedian who poses many valid points. NOW, on to the home run, lol. I watched this video as I said, and I laughed my ass off and was like, "Word! LOL" The day moved on.>>>Background info pertaining to what made this hit close to home!!!<<<>>>Dude I fucked with for a few weeks shy of 4 years and I just part ways bc my sister ( whom coincidently is involved with said dudes brother) saw dude (who for obvious reasons I won't put his real name, but nick names are kosher so I'll call him Streetz) with another chick whom she reported she guessed was Puerto Rican or Spanish, or of Mexican descent she was unsure. This all happened at Streetz's brother's house where he had taken the girl apparently not knowing my sister would be there. Said female of unknown descent didn't know my sister from Adam or Eve so when my sister introduced herself she made friendly & began to chat & spilled the beans on the nature of her and Streetz's dealings with eachother. Basically snitching on him to my sister about his shit without knowing it. I was told about this incident later.>>>Back to the present! By chance today, UNFORTUNATELY I happen to crosss paths with said female of unknown descent. Here comes the part where you were supposed to watch the above video before reading this post! Said female of unknown descent was no J. Lo beautiful Latin Godess Puerto Rican Hottie, oh no! Said female of unknown descent looked like Consuela the maid from the cartoon Family Guy!!!!!!!!!!!!!LOL WTF??!!!So, as Spoken Reasons stated in his video above, I'm wondering...HOW THE FUCK YOU RUIN OUR GOOD SHIT AND LOOSE ME TO FUCK THAT?! And I guess he gave me my answer! LMAO He has a point though! Now, I've always been one on complete honesty so I will admit just like he said, I made him do all the work during sex, just like he said dude had to fuck the shit outta me, lol So I guess pretty girls is lazy! Who knew? lol But, still the same I feel I put in my equal share of work. I ain't timid, I'm a freak just a much as the next freak, however, I do have limits! Which I guess is where cute/pretty women and mullets differ. They don't have rules, standards, limits, etc. We do! Don't pull my hair! (cost too much to maintain, I gotta stay fly even when I'm making ugly fuck faces lol) Certain shit don't go near my face, gotta maintain this look & its maintenence doesn't include sperm! lmao & the list goes on! My point is, Spoken Reasons just may have a point, but that don't make the shit right!!! That is all...
Holla at ya girl!

Cassie

True Blood & Other Good Views

2011-09-03T17:18:00.000-04:00

If you like great series and reality TV shows like I do, then feel free to engage in a discussion with me via my blog about all of my and your favorite shows. My favorite right now is True Blood, comes on HBO Sunday night 9pm Eastern time. The show is based off of the books by Charlaine Harris titled the Sookie Stackhouse Series. If you like the show and you haven't read the books, read them! If you haven't seen the show, check it out and still read the books! They are both awesome! Vampires, Telepaths, Fairies, Werewolves, Were-animals of every kind imaginable, shape shifters, witches, demons, & the list goes on! Another good watch is Weeds, it comes on Showtime Monday nights 10pm Eastern time. Main character is Nancy Botwin. Season 7 is in play right now so if your not already into the show, try ONDEMAND to catch up. Nancy has 3 sons and Silas, Shane, & Stevie. 3 husbands all dead, & a brother in-law that she can't shake off with of stick (via first dead husband). Nancy is a drug dealer, served 3 years in prison for a murder that her son Shane committed, lost custody of her child Stevie on account of his dad being a (now dead) Mexican drug kingpin. In a nutshell, she's always in trouble.
I also venture into the reality tv world a little. Tuesdays 9pm eastern on the Oxygen network Bad Girls Club (BGC) airs. This is a reality show of a lot of self proclaimed "bad girls" obviously who get drunk off their ass, throw up (very nasty & unlady like) fight each other on almost a daily basis, curse in every other word that leaves their lips, club every night, have sex with different men from said clubs, then kiss on & have sex with one another on random drunken occasions. All caught on tape. I absolutely love to watch these skanks embarrass themselves! I also watch Four Weddings Friday nights on TLC at 10pm Eastern. This is an okay show, four women with impending nuptials attend each others weddings, bash them in whispers under their breaths during, grade them, & the bride with the highest score at the end wins a honeymoon. This show isn't as interesting as Bridezillas of course! Bitchy brides to be pushy family and friends around to marry men who probably will divorce them months later. One new phenomenon is My Big Fat Gypsy Wedding on TLC. I don't know if there will be a Season 2 of this show but Season 1 was off the chain! Irish Traveler & Gypsy young girls usually around the ages 14-16 taken out of school and married off to the highest bidder. Then shipped off to live a life barefoot & pregnant somewhere in a trailer park. Lavish weddings & poversh lives.

To Whore, Or Not To Whore?

2011-09-03T13:41:00.000-04:00

Question? (I will address women first, then the men) How many men can a single woman sleep with to be considered a whore? Furthermore, does sleeping with more than one man at a time automatically toggle her check mark in the box for the whore category?
Same question applies for men, how many women can a single man sleep with before he is considered a whore, and does sleeping with several women women within the same time frame automatically make him a whore-dog?
See, here's the thing, most single men and women I know this day and age sleep with whom ever they want when they want, and mostly all of them have more than one steelo they can call for a late night booty call at any given time. The modern day single person has more than a little black book, folks now-a-days have a big-facebook. A huge social network full of single people they can access on a daily basis with all intentions of late night "Mr. Nasty Time"
However, there has got to be a cut off point somewhere, I mean seriously. There's got to be some point when a person of the single nature says, damn I may need to cut it back. How is it some females don't stop and say to themselves, "damn, too many dudes done been up and through here this week, maybe I need to let ole girl rest a while so she'll still be spry ten years from now." One in the same, how do some dudes now not have a single thought cross their mind in the realms of, "damn if I keep fucking all these broads, my dick gone swell up and fall off, shit lil buddy may just give up on me all together once we reach bout 45 or 50, let's give him a couple days off, better yet, lets fire some employees make his job easier so he doesn't have to work so hard." I'm just saying, lol One hates to seem judgmental, b/c it's really not about judgment it's sheer curiosity really. If I fucked as many men as many times a day/week as some of the women I am acquainted with I swear to the Lord above my whytootsie would swell up grow over and fall right on off my body! LOL I physically couldn't endure it! I would be so exhausted, and sore, and used, and a pleather of other things that I can even fathom at the moment b/c I haven't walked a mile in their shoes. Not to mention the danger in it all. I can't tell you (literally I can't) how many people I know that are screwing raw bone with all of their fuck buddies and prefer it that way. They say it's no big deal b/c they aren't worried about getting pregnant...Well, what about worrying about other shit?! Moving on that's a WHOLE other topic.
Does ANY of this make them whores? Or are they just poor judges of character? Lacking moral fiber? Naive? Irresponsible? Or just plain stupid? You tell me?
Holla at ya girl!'

Cassie

Chef Boy R' Bebe

2011-09-03T12:21:00.000-04:00

So, bright and early this morning before the sun could even barely rise I was waken up by the blaring of my smoke alarm. Needless to say I was scared shitless. At first I thought, "what the hell is Grandma in there burning?" Then I remembered Grandma ain't here! She's in the recovery fresh out of surgery. So, I jumps out of bed, forgetting the awesome comfort I was wrapped in during the deepest moments of REM the night before, and fling my door open! The sound of course even louder now making me cringe when I run into the hallway. I look for smoke, is the house on fire? Are we all burning down? But, strangely I see no thick grey or black clouds of smoke pillowing through my home. WTF? So, I run down the hallway into the kitchen and run right into my oldest, 8 year old, son Camron standing in the kitchen in front of the stove. Again, WTF? He freezes when he sees me...We have a deep stare down for all of 45 seconds. Then he speaks, " I was cooking..." So, I should tell everyone this is the second I felt my face twitch, my blood boil, and that little vein in my forehead that bulges and pulsates when I'm pissed was on the verge of popping. Two seconds directly after this sequence of physical reactions that I felt in my body, I flipped a damn fool on my child and started screaming, lol. Mainly because he had scared the shit out of me, this now making it the second time in two weeks he'd done something dangerous, and my Mom-o-meter had jumper off the damn scale. Now, I'm not big on whooping my kids ass, b/c I got my ass handed to me often when I was little so whooping just ain't my style. Plus I'm not really in good shape and frankly that shit wears me out! My idea of huffing and puffing is good sex, not chasing an 105lb 4ft 5in tall 8 year old around I'm just saying. However, Camron made me so damn mad this morning, & I do have to stress the morning part bc it was like 7 am, that during my ranting and raving and my long ass lecture about how he can't use the stove and if he was hungry he should've waken me up, blah, blah, blah (I know this parenting lecture even bores the shit outta me lol) I popped his ass on his arm. Now here's the funny ass part! I am absolutely positive that this pop didn't hurt Camron in the least bit, and you can tell that it was a foreign occurrence to him because when I popped his arm he flinched when he saw me raise my hand, then the pop, then he looks straight at me ( we're the same height almost lol) and had this look on his face like, "I know u didn't? Ma, really? really? U know that ain't hurt right? Dats all u got? okay, I'll play along... ouch!" LOL it's funny now, but I was pissed then b/c Camron is almost taller than me and ain't too much I can do even if I did wanna whoop his ass, so I'm glad I'm just a nagger Mom, lol. Since my "Mommy-pride" was hurt I gave him the evil eye, the "I know that shit ain't phase you, but you better act like it did!" look lol. He saw I was realy angry and upset and whined and faked like he was gonna cry though I know he wasn't and ran to his room. I swear these kids are gone drive me damn crazy. Burning down my house for some damn CHICKEN NUGGETS! Oh, yeah I forgot to mention! He was trying to cook some damn chicken nuggets and burnt them! Yeah I said burnt not burned! Ok, cooking ain't gone be your strong suit buddy, lol I damn sure hope he find a woman who got Betty Crocker as her long lost ancestor somewhere down the line! lol
Holla at ya girl!

Cassie

Get Over Yourself!

2011-09-03T01:05:00.000-04:00

So, I have to say this...What makes men think just b/c they have a dick, that your supposed to want it? Further more, what makes them think just b/c they say ( IF THEY TELLING THE TRUTH!) that they got a big dick (again I say, pure hear-say and speculation!) that first of all this is true and second they know how to use said mythical big dick? Hell I got a lawnmower in my garage & don't know two shits about how to use it! PLEASE get over yourself & your mythical "big dick"! Just b/c I know you or of you and just b/c you just so happen to have a dick attached to your body, don't mean I want it! Hell if it was worth wanting, I doubt yo ass would be wasting yo time harassing me! Undoubtedly you'd be out screwing all the women who have experienced first hand that your dick is worth bragging about and don't wanna let it slip through the cracks; right along with all the women who have heard your dick is worth bragging about that were bold enough to wanna try it out. With all of this being said I conclude with this...If I wanted your dick, I would have jumped on it a long time ago! I'm just saying, so, get over yourself!

Finally...

2011-09-03T00:48:00.001-04:00

I assumed the revelation would
be bitter sweet
However, it was quite the contrary
The feeling so juicy filling my mouth
A taste so sweet
Far sweeter than any candy I've eaten
More satisfying than any pleasure I've known
Exhale and experience relief
Spread my wings as far as the sky can bend
Finally...
Forever more; I am free.

-My Spirit Is Clean

2011-09-03T00:43:00.001-04:00

Nothing can phase me
Not one thing has made me angry

I have no desire to be unhappy

Soaring on the waters of the stable,
grasping onto the coat tails of my
soul exploring being free

My eyes are closed
and my mind goes to roam

Enjoying the calm inside my heart
Tightly gripping the peace inside my palms

I am warm
and my heart bleeds hues of blue
water washing away memories of loving you

Lost & Found

2011-09-03T00:37:00.002-04:00

I'd lost my words
Abandoned you for sure
Neglecting my art
Ignoring my gifts
I temporarily lost my mind
Paralyzed my brain power
Surrendered my will power to forces so wrong
Allowing the cold at heart to prevail
Creating a lose:looser situation
Lost within myself
Entrapped and smothered by love
An injustice to the murder of my passion to write
Brutal beatings of my ego and my craft
I buried my poetry
Resurrection...

Settling For Less

2011-09-03T00:04:00.000-04:00

So, all my life I've been told by my parents, "never settle for less, you can do better than that." Now, for the first umpteen years of my life I totally believed this bit of advice and lived by it. I breathed these words in every time I inhaled and when I exhaled I released the hope that I would someday receive everything I deserve and anything that's considered "better" for me. Last month I turned 28, and I'm starting to think this advice may be full of shit, faux hopes & dreams, super rainbow daisies and fairy godmothers. Think about this closely before you say I've flown completely off the handle and write me off as a crazy fool who's an extreme pessimist. Would you rather someone love you unconditionally and you be happy with this person BUT you don't love them the same OR would your rather be in love with someone only to find they don't love you the same leaving you unhappy? I'm not saying life's an either of any of these situations, life's a toss up, anything is possible. What I'm saying is, is it really so wrong to settle for less than when it comes to love and relationships? Especially when it seems to be such a sturggle to achieve an even 50/50 loving relationship in this day and age. Of course that versus being completely alone may be the alternative and who wants to be an old maid?

I'm Back!!!!!

2011-09-02T23:49:00.000-04:00

Alright, since my life is full of fuckery and the best way I know to alleviate that problem is with a pen and paper, or in this case a blog, I am back bitches! As usual I am still the same ole me! Opinionated, poetic, and bored as hell so if I have the pleasure of having you as my viewer PLEASE stay tuned to my blog as often as possible. I will be posting poems, thoughts, scenarios, all da bossip (black gossip)! If ya have anything you wanna suggest I write about email me at SELFSWEETS@GMAIL.COM and feel free too comment on anything new or old. Also, check out my other blog for a good laugh or two WWW.SELFSWEETS@BLOGSPOT.COM

Baby Daddy/Mama's Mama's....

2009-12-05T19:11:00.000-05:00

Ok, so if you have baby daddy or baby mama drama, you've got it bad enough probably on a daily basis, and you're most likely not in need of any more drama. Unfortunately, sometimes, when you have a baby dad/mom you also inherit that persons family. The worse memebers of said family are usually, the mothers of the baby dad/mom. Nosy, over bearing, over protective, outspoken, awnry, mama's. Unfortunately, I have to deal with the mother factor times 2. My baby's dad is adopted, and reunited with his birth mother. Somehow, even though his birth mom just showed up a year ago, she is worse than his adopted mom. She's tiny, she's a drunkard, and she's not from here, and it shows too damn much. She's disowned my son, cursed me out, then apologized when she sobered. The adopted mom, though not as bad, is still bad in her own right. She's insisted that my son doesn't belong to her son, and when showed a paternity test that proved my right, proceeded to curse me out also, like I was wrong for being right. His birth mom, is a gossiper. She only calls to talk about her son, and the conversation is always negative, considering how she acts towards me like I'm the enemy. She likes to dish and hear about anything that her son does wrong, and then calls him peachy keen, like the good mom she is not. Why can't these moms just let us do the parenting to our child, and handle our own business, and mine their own. True, it's been hard being co-parents, and we've had drama, but we sometimes find harmony. Eventually we'll get it right, and keep it right, until then, I'll do without the extra baggage...

Engaged To A Maried Man

2009-12-05T12:56:00.001-05:00

So, I am surrounded by women who are in "serious" relationships with men who are married but not to them. Even worse, some of these men have proposed marriage to these mistress', which has me baffled as to how a man who's already married can become married to a second woman before he's even divorced to the first. Call me crazy but, I thought this was illegal. I sort of feel bad for these women, and at the same time I don't. On one had these men, these married men, profess their love to the women, then go home to their wives. Promise them marriage, with no intention on divorcing the woman their already bound to. Looking at it from a different prespective, these women are naive. Most of them waste years of their lives waiting on a man to get a divorce and devote their lives to them. I mean, they have to know these mean aren't serious! Their false promises are only to maintain their spot on the free ride called a good time that they get from the woman who wish to be loved by a man who's unattainable.Too many women I know are stuck in this trap they consider a loving relationship. Now, I have to speak on my personal experience with a married man, though extrememly different from the women who are engaged to married men. I had an ex-boyfriend that I dated all through high school. Afterwards, he moved away and married a woman he met while in the military.Three years later I recieved an email from a strange address, it was him, he'd ran an internet people search and found me. We started emailing back in forth, and he told me how much he still loved me, and wishes it was me he'd married. I had sense enough to know he was full of it, but since he was my first loved, I indulged in his professions of love. After months of back and forth internet conversations, he arranged for he and his family to move closer to me. That's when the affair started. I was fully aware that he wasn't going to leave his wife, and never even asked him to or suggested it. He'd call angry at her, saying he was leaving and getting a divorce, and I'd tell him to stay.His weekdays were spent with his family, and every other weekend was spent at my house with me. He paid my bills, took me out on dates, but he eventually got carried away. At a chance run in, he actually stopped me, because I walked by as if I didn't know him, and introduced me to his wife and kid, hugged me so tight I thought I was gonna stop breathing, right in front of her. His risky behavior got worse, I grew angry. Told him how I felt, and he got even worse, I was very intolerant of this. He was someone else's man, not mines, so I didn't have to put up with it. We broke off, and he moved on to another mistress. He and his wife are separated now, still married, and he is still with the mistress I went to after me. He turned out to be just a cheater. The moral is, I knew that an affair with a married man, is just that. An affair...No one should expect anything from a married lover but a momentary thrill. Most of what he tells you, and his wife for the matter, wil probably be lies. I abosolutely see a glimmer of hope for these women. To the married men, this is all a game he is playing,and he sees himself as the unltimate winner. All women have to do is learn how to play the game, and play it flawlessly. Win at all costs, without hurting innocent parties of course. Or, just simply end the chaos. Engage yourself in considering a single man. It damn sure beats being engaged to a married one...

Tax Season Has Arrived!

2009-12-02T11:54:00.000-05:00

It is that time again, tax season is here, and the various temporary positions for a tax preparer are opening. Thankfully, I've gotten offered one of them! I'm ecstatic! Five years ago, when I was struggling in my many accounting classes I took in college, I was unsure if the struggle was worth it. I am not a mathematician, but I do fairly well for nerd standards. Those accounting classes, one of which mind you was not even a mandatory class for my program of study, were very challenging for me. The very first one I took, I passed only with a C+ average. I got the hang of it afterward s though, and aced the second round, and was preparing taxes the old snail mail way in no time. Now, thankfully, tax preparation is virtual, completed solely on the computer, then printed carbon copies go to the client and IRS also. This surely goes to show that it pays to value education, aka to be a nerd. I'm proud to be nerdy though, it has paid off too many times to count in my lifetime. Even through the teasing, being called for eyes, constant cheating off of my work, so on and so forth. But, the moral of the story for the select ones who were dishing these things out is....
NERDS RULE! SLACKERS DROOL! LOL

Faux

2009-12-02T00:48:00.000-05:00

Never let someone control you. Your emotional state. How you feel. What you do at any given moment. Don't let them make you angry, sad, or even happy for that matter. Grasp onto your emotiions because that's how you choose to feel, not because of any person. Never let anyone have power over you. Be you, who you are, who you wanna be, and not your faux's...

Tiger Hood?

2009-12-01T23:42:00.000-05:00

Ho Ho Ho!!! Low and behold, Tiger Woods really is a negro! Such a shame, the so called "I'm not black" man of golf, aka Tiger Hood, is showing the true "nigga" within. If in Websters dictionary, the said meaning of the word nigga is said to be 'ignorant", then I say, Mr. Hood, I mean Mr. Wood, fits the bill. This nigga wrecked his truck, caused an uproar in the tabloids that I'm guessing he didn't think was be gone as bad, and now is looking like the nigga he is because all of his mistress', and sideline whores are popping up out of nowhere talking to the media about 'Tiger and Me.' Mr. Tiger Woods, how close can you be to the one thing you've tried so hard to convince people that you aren't? A nigga...NO matter what, in the eyes of the world, you are a nigga, far more than a black man, you are a statistic dude. Get used to it! Welcome to the world of African American Men of any kind, no less than of importance. I suggest now, you call Kobe Bryant for a little one on one advice. You're gonna need it. NIGGA!

Bad Girls Club New Season

2009-12-01T23:17:00.000-05:00

So, I just finished checking out the new season premiere of Bad Girls Club, and I am currently shaking my damn head. Seriously....They have prescriptions for what ever the hell is wrong with these chicks. They all could benenfit from a few months in Pena Costa Rehab or where ever they send psycho bitches like that. The chick Natalie, of courses true to fashion, is an alcholic. But, she also has a coke fidget. For those who don't know, that's the un-nerving fidgeitng, and flicking of the nose and chin, and repeat application of chapstick for some, so on and so forth, that idiots who have a cocaine habit frequent. Not sure if she's a coke whore for real or not, but she damn sure acts like one, been around a few or more folk in the hood who have coke habits, and I know them when I see them, and am rarely wrong...I'm just saying. On to Annie, I think her name is, ok...Is it me or does that chick seems to be a lil doped up off lithium, botox, and diruetics? Not healthy, I put $20 on her passing out at least 3 times this season, from over dose, starvation, or bad reaction to collagen. The butch chick Flo seems cool, but in my experience, most hardcore bi/gay chicks are cool as shit. At least the ones I've met, lipstick lesbians rock too. Other 2 black chicks, unsure of so far, to be continued on them heffas. Boston blonde Kate, ummmm...yeah, ok! She's going to hell first off, for fucking in church lol. I think she may be a touch bi-sexual too. To be continued on that note too, I'm sure we'll find out before the season is over. Wondering also, what Portia is hiding behind all that damn make up? Ok, make up is cool sometimes... But, anyone ever heard of natural beauty? I'm all for the theatrics, I'm a cosmetologist, so I know the m benefits of Cover Girl, and Glo Minerals... But, can someone show her how to benefit from it properly, versus, washing her face in it daily? That's all I'm saying.... Good first episode though, I must say, Oxygen damn sure know how to pick a reality show. Seeing Annie let Natalie bully her around like she's a chamber maid, classic! Looking forward to the upcoming episodes throughout the season. Always am... I mean, who doesn't love a good classy chic hood rat/ rich bitch fight in an upscale night club in LA? I'm just saying....LOL

Battle Of The Body

2009-11-30T19:53:00.000-05:00

When your mind is telling you to go in this direction.
Your heart is telling you to go in another.
Then your body, is wanting something separate all on it's own.
You've become the middle in a mental, emotional, and physical tug of war.
Wishing someone would tell you how to escape it.
This battle of the body...
Longing for love.
Desperate for peace of mind,
Yearning for lust.
At the slightest moment of insanity, he comes.
Him....
The man who has the ability to bring a truce to this war.
He who neutralizes fighting within.
Helps you see the light at the end of the tunnel, and that there is one.
Spreads a smile across your face, makes you feel that he cares, whether he does or not.
This man whom has the power to be a battle in his own.
To pull at your thoughts, thrash you lustfully, and squeeze your heart to submit to love.
Named from the most sour of fruits, but sweeter than the ripest cane sugar.
A thought would never have crossed my brain,
That a fruit would end my feud.
Help me clear my thoughts, my heart, and my wants.
My soul mediator that ends the battle of the body.

Friend or Faux?

2009-11-30T19:27:00.000-05:00

I wonder to what depths is one to dive to please someone they consider their friends? Furthermore, what constitutes someone to be a true friend versus a faux (false friend)? Personally, I've only experienced having to call a handfull of people in my life friends, and the majority of them ended up being faux's, which shows how much I lack in decisions on this matter. The couple supposed friends that I do still have, I met when I was 12, and 13, so on and so forth. I can name too many instances where I've gone above and beyond to help who I consider my friends, and can only name a few where they have. When I was very little, my grandmother told me that there is no such thing as a "friend", we are only fortunate enough in life to have associates. I'm starting to think that as usual my grandmom was right. All my 26 years, I've been trying to avoid being alone and without friends throughout my life, as many of my family memebers have chosen to do, but now I'm starting to see what motivated them to go through life that way. I truly love those I call friends, I do. It would hurt me deeply to have to let them go, but sometimes, pain is love. Ya know?