Today, my name is Uhhh.

What in tarnation...?

Today, my name is Cat Food.

Last post of the night guys. Bitch is psycho.

Today, my name is B.S.

What are you thinking with my title being "Today, my name is B.S"? Bullshit? No. Britney Spears. This isn't going to be a long post, but she is so freakin awesome that I can't fully understand her.. lol.. While heading to my birthday party at Level last weekend, my bff, her bf and myself, "If You Seek Amy" came on the radio. My bff Oriel flung herself around from the passenger seat and pretty much screamed in my face "OMG DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS SONG MEANS!?" No Oriel, I don't. She tried explaining it to me talking about If you seek Amy, and there actually isn't anyone named Amy. I kind of understood her. She said "Ok, just say If you seek Amy in your head a few times". I did, but its sounded a lot more than just looking for some chick named Amy. Then the chorus came on..

Love me hate me

Say what you want about me

But all of the boys and all of the girls are beggin' to If You Seek Amy

Love me hate me

But can't you see what I see

All of the boys and all of the girls are beggin' to If You Seek Amy

Like I said, there is NO ONE named Amy. When I listened to this part of the song, I had chills running up and down my spine because of Britneys brilliance, and beside the fact that it scared the crap outta me. If you haven't realized it yet, let me break it down. "But all of the boy and all of the girls are beggin' to F.U.C.K. ME". Read the lyrics again, listen to the song. You'll get it. GOD I love B.S!

Today, my name is Cassie/Amber.

As if the title doesn't speak itself. On Facebook, I changed my status to "I think I should shave my head. Should I?" And a couple of my friends are still CURRENTLY having an ongoing battle on whether if I should or shouldn't. One friend, mentioned Cassie's haircut. I've been hearing about it for a while now, but I haven't gotten around to actually seeing it. I decided to google it. Now, besides the fact that she still has the same DAMNED hair style she had before. And another thing that I don't think that many people noticed, but look at her style of clothes when she was sane, and look at it after she cuts it. I don't understand, since when does cutting your hair make you a rockstar, or whatever she's clearly trying to be? I dunno man. Diddy, Cassie.. Smarten the FUCK UP! Grow your GOTDAMNED hair and stop acting like a damn fool. Its not cute hunny.. At all. But in other news, I really want to shave my hair like this chick named Amber Rose. Her hairs pretty cool. I dig. I dig a lot =). Well. tired of writing.. Vote yes on Amber Rose.

Today, my name is Talent.

Not that this guy needs it, but my friend Mr Ryan Tedder is a genius. There isn't really much to say about this guy that his videos don't show. As I was on Youtube, I stumbled across one of his latest videos that I haven't watched yet and so I watched it. When I first came across one of his videos, at the first couple of seconds.. I was like "What in the hell is this guy doing?!", but as the video went on, I saw that he was creating a master piece. He has a crazy talent and I hope all of his dreams come true. He is like my own personal Ryan Leslie lol. Seriously, Ryan (T) reminds me so much of Mr Leslie. Anywho, here is the video I was watching. Enjoy☻! Or else!

P.s. Here is his Myspace -> http://www.myspace.com/ryantedder412

Today, my name is Arriba.

Ok, so I literally just got back home from following my sister to Price Choppers. We were in the cereal aisle when I see this little girl, no older than 4 years old, and something about her catches my eye. As I'm standing 2 feet away from her, she turns around to look at the cereal behind me and it is at that point where I realize that her mother has put black eye liner on her child. What the hell? When I was 17, my mom didn't even like when I wore makeup. She told me to save it for when I'm going somewhere really important. I didn't listen of course, but I just really couldn't understand WHY this little girls mother had put makeup on her. To make it worse, just as my sister and I were leaving the cereal aisle, I hear someone say "Arriba! Come here!". Sure enough, I turn around and see the same 4 year old goth child running back to her mother. When I see shit like this, it really makes me wonder what fucking drugs these people are on. Arriba, pssh!

Today, my name is Superficial.

Random thought of the day, why do people, women in general, feel the need to look perfect? I mean, first things first.. What is p e r f e c t? Why is it that there are hundreds of thousands of girls out there that spend so much money on clothes, hair, nails etc and they barely have a proper education? Are there not more important things out there than how you look? And majority of these girls are out here, breaking their pockets to impress people. What is this world coming to? When I get made fun of for leaving my house with my hair not done and my clothes not matching. I mean, if I don't give two shits what any one has to say about me, why does the rest of the world rely on what they're told? Many [if not all] girls are trying to be super models; and don't get me wrong. Go 'head, go do your thing. But stop breaking your pockets on all these unnecessary things when you could be investing your money into something a lot more worth while. If you wanna look good and feel that a Rihanna hair cut, a new fill & design or new blazers make you look perfect then go ahead, but when you're down and out, contemplating Welfare, I'll be out of the road with my red chucks, purple skinnys and my grey Winnie The Pooh t-shirt with an education to my name.

Today, my name is Change.

♫Things come & go. Seasons change. People grow, the world turns...Things come & go. Winter. Summer. Spring and Fall...♪ I feel like only half the chorus of that song.. Hence the "..." lol. Anywho, earlier I was talking to my dear ol' friend Timbot. We were talking about life, friends etc and he had a very good point. It's not one I didn't know before, but he put it more into perspective. He basically told me to live life for me. Not that I didn't before, but he phrased it differently than I have ever heard. This isn't a new feeling for me, but it's one I decided to write about. People come and go in my life like it's a revolving door. I mean I don't really care who comes, but it's the people who leave. I have way too many people in my life, whether it's for a good reason or a bad reason. Many of the people who are there for the wrong reasons are or probably have been already been locked off. There have been some new people in my life that I wouldn't mind allowing them to stay, but I'm not begging. People come to me for different reasons. Some of those come, get what they want and then leave. Get your mind out the gutter! It's nothing like that. As I was saying, I don't have many friends and I cherish the ones I have. It's 2009 and people are still doing things that they shouldn't be doing. I mean, many if not all the people in my life right now have been there for years and it seems like 90% of these people are still acting the same way they were when I met them. Sometimes change is good. It's Spring. Time for change. Don't you think?

Today, my name is Chipmunks Forever!!

Ok, I was a little to excited.. lol. Ok I saw this video and I just started dying.. I don't know why it is so funny.. lol

Today, my name is God.. NOT.

Am I God? Am I a god? No. There. I'm happy thats clarified. Now I have a question. Why is it that people come to me and ask me for advice or how I feel. Ok, sounds weird, let me explain. Why is it that people come to me (mind you, these are people I hardly talk to) and ask me how I feel about something? I don't give two fucking shits! I really don't. I don't care that your mom kicked you out and that you have to live with your auntys ex boyfriend that does crack on the kitchen counter. I really don't. Don't come to me asking how you look in that dress. I don't care. I don't care about many people outside of family, so don't ask because that would C L E A R L Y be begging. Why does everyone come to me and ask me how I feel about things? Why does my opinion matter so much? And I'm not talking 1-2 people a day. Why does what I say or how I feel effect you? Why do you care? Ranting.. AGAIN. But dear lord. Get a fucking mind of your own. I'm not a god.

Today, my name is BFF!

After posting that last post ranting and venting, I decided to do a happier one. Weird, all of my posts today have been negative. Time to bring some light on my situation. Ok, let me jut say first and foremost, that these two girls.. lol.. Like, I couldn't be any closer to them even if we were twins.
Dana - I love this woman unbelievably. [PLENTY HOMO!! LMFAO!!! I'm joking] She brings happiness into my dark and twisted life. There is so much I could write about her, but I won't. lol. I'm a little tired. But yeah. She is an amazing woman who has overcome so much bullshit in her life. We relate in so many ways it's ridiculous. Unfortunately, she is out of the country and will be for a while but I can't wait to meet her at the airport☻. She is seriously like a sister to me. It's sad to say it but she has been much closer to me than my own family too many times and that is why I'd would do so many things for her. Yikes.. I said I wasn't gonna write that much.. But she knows how I feel about her. I miss you D!!
Oriel - My token and frequently absent Asian. I don't even know what to say about you.. lol. Ok. One, I love this girl man. Her and I are like freaks of nature. She's the type of person to call you at 3 in the morning and suggest that we go to a bar. She's just so free and open minded. Never a person to conform and do what the crowd is doing, which is one major thing we have in common. Unfortunately, our relationships are also something that we have in common, but summertime is around the corner and we'll fix that. Even though this chick is ALWAYS absent, we always find a way to pick up right where we left off. I love you Cookie!

Today, my name is Day One.

I'm not usually one for writing my intimate life for many too see, but I honestly think this deserves recognition. I've had a bit too much of this. It is way too much for me right now and I'm getting sick of humoring people. I'm done with this immature bullshit. I'm trying to move forward in life, not backwards. I'm getting sick of reviving past relationships. Why should I continue doing things and dealing with people who have brought negativity to me in the past? I'm not gonna sit here and pretend that I'm Little Miss Perfect because I'm not. I point out my faults to those of importance.

I have fallen out of relationships with people who I loved dearly, and those have happened for a reason. I do not beg friends or boyfriends. I've been hurt and I have caused pain onto others, but honestly, I'm getting sick of it. ARGH!!! I am soo angry right now. Why do people have to bring their bullshit around me? GO AWAY!

This part right here is for that one person. Grow up. Seriously. Think about the things you tell me and tell me if the things you say are grown. I mean.. Look at you. Wanting independence from the people and things surrounding you. You look grown and you act grown sometimes, but at the end of the day, your anger gets the best of you. I honestly hope you get whats coming to you, and that's not a threat. Even through all the negative things that happen to you whether its family, me, friends etc. what you don't realize is that you hurt people and you know what I mean by that. But whatever. Enough about you.

I don't like stupid and especially immature people. I'm almost 20 and although at times I still act like a kid, I'm moving on and trying to be better in the things I do and the things I am involved with. But when I'm surrounded by these kinds of people, what else is there to do but lock them off? I don't have the patience to sit here and try to educate people on what it means to have sense. That is something they'll have to figure out for themselves. I am not your mother. I have no children. So please, either smarten up or get the fuck outta my way.

In regards to my love life [or lack there of] I'm back to square one. I'm done with humouring you. This is day one.

Today, my name is Taken.

While on the bus going home, I notice this light skinned guy come on a couple stops before I had to get off. He looked at me, and I put my head back down and continued to listen to my music. Nearing my stop, I pulled the yellow cord to signal the bus driver that I wanted to leave the bus, he did the same. As I stood up from the back of the bus I looked back up to see him standing at the nearest exit, which just so happens to be the one I was also go to be standing at. When the bus stopped, he took a step down and I followed. As the doors closed and as I looked both ways before crossing the street to head home, he put his hand on my elbow and asked my name. I told him my name was Mouse and he proceeded to ask for my number. I told him countless times that I had a boyfriend and that I didn't like to keep many other males as friends because I already had enough. Turning up my music in the same ear that he was talking to me in, I focused on my path home. Coincidentally, he lives near me and was walking along side me for a while. Deciding to break my view of the sidewalks and the cracks in between, I looked up ahead to see if I was walking in the path of any oncoming individuals; I was. It was another light skinned boy, one who I've never seen before. As I approached the boy walking towards us, he looked up and muttered "Hi". I said hello and before I knew it, both of the boys had gotten into a heated argument over me. I haven't the faintest who either of these boys were, but they were bickering over who's girl I was. I thought it was best to leave them at their dispute and head home. I had walked away and left these two strangers in a heated argument. Now, please allow me to break away from my formal speech. What the fuck!? I have no fucking clue who these dudes were and they were fighting over me? Like.. What the fuck? Can someone please explain to me what the hell just happened? I don't know any of these people from morning and they're getting ready to like punch each others faces in? Arf?

Today, my name is Insane.

He's too cute for his own good, but WHAT THE FUCK was Pharelle on when he decided that he was going to order his food in song and dance so early in the morning? First things first, how is it that the two cashiers were gonna call the police on him? I mean.. How could you NOT recognise who he is? Second thing is why were they running from him? Third.. WHY WAS HIS DANCING AND SINGING HIS ORDER!? Smh..

Today, my name is Poetic Justice.

While in my Modern and Contemporary Literature class, my professor was analyzing 2 poems that really got to me. One of them is called Requiem, and it is by Robert Louis Stevenson. This poem really stuck in my head and I was so interested in it, so I decided to post it. Requiem seems to be kind of a self realization kind of poem. He speaks of his death, and it is written beautifully. Describing the night and his grave.

Under the wide and starry sky,
Dig the grave and let me lie.
Glad did I live and gladly die,
And I laid me down with a will.

This be the verse you grave for me:
Here he lies where he longed to be;
Home is the sailor, home from the sea,
And the hunter home from the hill.

The second poem is called This Be the Verse. This was written by Philip Larkin. This is quite blunt and because of that, it is easy to see what his point is quickly. It is an angry poem written by a cynical man and I love it.

They fuck you up, your mum and dad.
They may not mean to, but they do.
They fill you with the faults they had
And add some extra, just for you.

But they were fucked up in their turn
By fools in old-style hats and coats,
Who half the time were soppy-stern
And half at one another's throats.

Man hands on misery to man.
It deepens like a coastal shelf.
Get out as early as you can,
And don't have any kids yourself.

Just wanted to get that out.. These poems are just down and out. They are dark and eerie which is why I guess I like them so much..

Today, my name is Cancer.

Not really much to say. My bestest friend in the whole wide world sent me this.. And my sister and I watched it together.. WTF!?