I have to write a longer post later about my near death experience yesterday. But here is a quick post for now.
I just read my horoscope for the day and this is what it said:
" You know what you want in a relationship now, especially if you have been clarifying your needs all year long. It's time to make something happen and yet you may be afraid of blowing your chance. Stay positive while sharing your feelings, even if you have no idea where the conversation will lead. Don't worry if it doesn't go smoothly; heated words may be exchanged along the way, but you'll be closer to the satisfaction you seek."
hmmmm very interesting considering that if you know me and have read past posts, I do not really speak up about such things. And just Sunday something happened involving Bert and I that got me pretty upset (details later). Sara and Steph both told me to talk to him and I said I would eventually. I have to admit that I was planning on just forgetting about it until I read this horoscope.
Will I speak up? I don't know yet; I'm still debating. But this horoscope might just be the push I need.
~Noelle
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
Optimistic
=] I've been feeling really good lately. I don't know exactly why but I will not question it. I will simply enjoy the feeling while it lasts. *sigh*
I went for ice cream with my dear, sweet friend Slick. He's proof that nice guys still exist! GLORAY!!! And it was his treat =] !!! TAKE NOTE GUYS!: ITS STILL COOL TO TAKE GIRLS ON DATES!
cheesecake ice-cream w. brownies, chocolate fudge and caramel. . . .nomnomnom :o)
Then today Slick and Carl put me on to theeee most deeeeeeelish cheese steak EVEEEEER!!!! My 1st cheese steak at that! Boy oh boy! I was missing out! Mama Mia's... I thank you.
So yeah it was a good week. The weekend plans are blurry but hopefully I can keep this positive feeling that I've got going. I like being happy. =]
Happy Face - Destinys Child
~Noelle
Edit: So as soon as I acknowleged having had a good week, my friday night SUX! But Slick once again proved that he is Captain Amazing! *super hero music plays* and he came to my recuse along with Carl aka Humpt Dumpty (he fell and busted his head open last night) and Ashlee, Slick's sister. Thanks guys! You're so great!
I went for ice cream with my dear, sweet friend Slick. He's proof that nice guys still exist! GLORAY!!! And it was his treat =] !!! TAKE NOTE GUYS!: ITS STILL COOL TO TAKE GIRLS ON DATES!
cheesecake ice-cream w. brownies, chocolate fudge and caramel. . . .nomnomnom :o)
Then today Slick and Carl put me on to theeee most deeeeeeelish cheese steak EVEEEEER!!!! My 1st cheese steak at that! Boy oh boy! I was missing out! Mama Mia's... I thank you.
So yeah it was a good week. The weekend plans are blurry but hopefully I can keep this positive feeling that I've got going. I like being happy. =]
Happy Face - Destinys Child
~Noelle
Edit: So as soon as I acknowleged having had a good week, my friday night SUX! But Slick once again proved that he is Captain Amazing! *super hero music plays* and he came to my recuse along with Carl aka Humpt Dumpty (he fell and busted his head open last night) and Ashlee, Slick's sister. Thanks guys! You're so great!
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
BSAFs
This blog is a little over due but its under way.
When we meet a new person, do we automatically make them our best friend? Do we give them all of our trust? Do we give them the same treatment that we do our friends that we've known for years?
Ladies, when we meet a guy, don't we expect him to work for us? To prove to us that he deserves our trust and time and body?
So then why is it, ladies, that we don't expect that we have to do the same?
Have we become too spoiled and/or lazy. Are we entitled to the role and title of the #1 just because we are women?
I've come to the realization that there is a serious case BSAF going around. Especially with the black female community. Whats BSAF? BullShittin Ass Female.
How do you know if you are a BSAF?
Some signs are simple to see. If you feel that he has to be the one to always call you. If you refuse to do a little extra for the guy you like. If you're too worried about looking "too open". If these apply to you, you are a BSAF.
The Cure for BSAF syndrome? Man up!
Its okay to call first or text him. Do little extra things that he'd like. Wifey's spot is earned. She works for it. Do not go into a situation where you meeet a guy and automatically assume you are and will be his #1 right away without him knowing much about you or how he can benefit from having you in his life. We think the same way about guys right? A man isn't given the #1 spot as soon as he meets us. We put him to the test in some ways. We have expectations. So why is it that we do not expect to meet those expectations that men have of us? Then we get mad when the guys become frustrated and lose interest.
You don't have to bend over backwards. And if you see that you are the only one making an effort, then its time to re-evaluate the situation. However if you just tae take take, then what do you expect when he shows that he has nomore to give?
Just some food for thought. I totally half assed this post. I'm sorry. But Sara has been pushing for it since the topic came up lol. But I'm serious about the message. The 1st step to BSAF recovery is admiting to it. My name is Noelle and I am a BSAF =)
~Noelle
When we meet a new person, do we automatically make them our best friend? Do we give them all of our trust? Do we give them the same treatment that we do our friends that we've known for years?
Ladies, when we meet a guy, don't we expect him to work for us? To prove to us that he deserves our trust and time and body?
So then why is it, ladies, that we don't expect that we have to do the same?
Have we become too spoiled and/or lazy. Are we entitled to the role and title of the #1 just because we are women?
I've come to the realization that there is a serious case BSAF going around. Especially with the black female community. Whats BSAF? BullShittin Ass Female.
How do you know if you are a BSAF?
Some signs are simple to see. If you feel that he has to be the one to always call you. If you refuse to do a little extra for the guy you like. If you're too worried about looking "too open". If these apply to you, you are a BSAF.
The Cure for BSAF syndrome? Man up!
Its okay to call first or text him. Do little extra things that he'd like. Wifey's spot is earned. She works for it. Do not go into a situation where you meeet a guy and automatically assume you are and will be his #1 right away without him knowing much about you or how he can benefit from having you in his life. We think the same way about guys right? A man isn't given the #1 spot as soon as he meets us. We put him to the test in some ways. We have expectations. So why is it that we do not expect to meet those expectations that men have of us? Then we get mad when the guys become frustrated and lose interest.
You don't have to bend over backwards. And if you see that you are the only one making an effort, then its time to re-evaluate the situation. However if you just tae take take, then what do you expect when he shows that he has nomore to give?
Just some food for thought. I totally half assed this post. I'm sorry. But Sara has been pushing for it since the topic came up lol. But I'm serious about the message. The 1st step to BSAF recovery is admiting to it. My name is Noelle and I am a BSAF =)
~Noelle
I Look Good in Green
Never been big on fashion
But I know what works for me
No I don't own many high end labels
But I look good in green
Not everyone can pull it off
But a lot of them try
I think I wear it well though
It really brings out my eyes
Its not flattering on most girls
Men don't seem to like the look
But I know that less is more
Green is always "in", in my book
I don't wear it often
Keep it tucked away in the closet
But on those special occassions
I can't do without it
Never been big on fashion
But I know what works for me
No I don't own many high end labels
But I look good in green
>=]
But I know what works for me
No I don't own many high end labels
But I look good in green
Not everyone can pull it off
But a lot of them try
I think I wear it well though
It really brings out my eyes
Its not flattering on most girls
Men don't seem to like the look
But I know that less is more
Green is always "in", in my book
I don't wear it often
Keep it tucked away in the closet
But on those special occassions
I can't do without it
Never been big on fashion
But I know what works for me
No I don't own many high end labels
But I look good in green
>=]
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
Gone Too Soon
Monday night, The Lord called one of his angels back home. My friend Dominic a.k.a Domo. He was only 17 years young. A freshman in college. Full of life and the love of basketball. I'd seen Domo grow up in our neighborhood of East ELmhurst, Queens. Attended elementary and junior high school with him at St. Gabriel's School. He was also joking and laughing.
I would be walking to or from a class and get stopped in the hallway by Domo and wouldn't be left alone unil I gave him what seemed to be 10000 hugs.
This summer Basia and my other friends were fortunate enoughto get to know him. Basia and Domo had formed a different kind of connection. Almost on a romantic level. Sadly it did not get very far because of details that are not important enough to discuss right now. However, Basia was hurt and often times when we get hurt, we mask our pain by being cold. And that what she and the rest of us did. We were cold towards Domo during what noone would have guessed to be Domonic's last days with us.
I recieved news of Domo's passing Tuesday morning. While at a basketball practice, he all of a sudden passed out and noone was capable of reviving him. I shed a tear and though long and hard about how life is unfair to us. How at any moment someone I love can be taken. I thought about the unimaginable pain that his mother must feel to have to bury her only son.
Losing our friend has hurt us all. Basia especially. I havent spoken to her since it happened. I've reached out but she hasnt responded. I just want her to know that I love her and I'm here for her. This has also taught me a valuable lesson. Let your grudes go. Especially if they are over petty situations. You never know when you will see that person again. Say, "I love you" every chance you get!And most of all, forgive those that have wronged you.
Domo, we'll miss you and always think of you. Every basketball game, every Family Day, every time i walk by St. Gabes. ALWAYS! Your amoungst the stars that you've always been shooting for. I love you, sweetie. xoxo
R.I.P Dominic Murray
(Jan. 12, 1992 - Oct. 05, 2009)
Gone too soon - Michael Jackson
http://www.nypost.com/p/sports/high_school/basketball/farmingdale_freshman_dies_after_YPQLdgO4TivMPZIbA5Z3qJ <<< story about our fallen friend
I would be walking to or from a class and get stopped in the hallway by Domo and wouldn't be left alone unil I gave him what seemed to be 10000 hugs.
This summer Basia and my other friends were fortunate enoughto get to know him. Basia and Domo had formed a different kind of connection. Almost on a romantic level. Sadly it did not get very far because of details that are not important enough to discuss right now. However, Basia was hurt and often times when we get hurt, we mask our pain by being cold. And that what she and the rest of us did. We were cold towards Domo during what noone would have guessed to be Domonic's last days with us.
I recieved news of Domo's passing Tuesday morning. While at a basketball practice, he all of a sudden passed out and noone was capable of reviving him. I shed a tear and though long and hard about how life is unfair to us. How at any moment someone I love can be taken. I thought about the unimaginable pain that his mother must feel to have to bury her only son.
Losing our friend has hurt us all. Basia especially. I havent spoken to her since it happened. I've reached out but she hasnt responded. I just want her to know that I love her and I'm here for her. This has also taught me a valuable lesson. Let your grudes go. Especially if they are over petty situations. You never know when you will see that person again. Say, "I love you" every chance you get!And most of all, forgive those that have wronged you.
Domo, we'll miss you and always think of you. Every basketball game, every Family Day, every time i walk by St. Gabes. ALWAYS! Your amoungst the stars that you've always been shooting for. I love you, sweetie. xoxo
R.I.P Dominic Murray
(Jan. 12, 1992 - Oct. 05, 2009)
Gone too soon - Michael Jackson
http://www.nypost.com/p/sports/high_school/basketball/farmingdale_freshman_dies_after_YPQLdgO4TivMPZIbA5Z3qJ <<< story about our fallen friend
Monday, October 5, 2009
A Girl's Gotta Have Options
Lets get right to it! I first want to aknowledge that I THINK Drew broke up with Erika! *holds breath as dramatic music plays* What does this mean?! Shxt...the hell if I know! I'm not sure if he did. His away messages on AIM seem to be hinting at it though. But thats just a bit of gossip I have for now. Like I said, I don't know what that means for me if it means anything at all.
Now on to the topic of today's post:
I once saw a cute saying online that went like this: "Boys are like purses, cute, full of crap and easily replaced."
So as a girl I have my own collection of purses and bags as do many other of my female friends. However, can we treat boys like we treat our purses?
Purses come in a TON of varities. Big, small. Tote, clutch. Leather, fabric. Designer, no name. Purses for a fancy party. Purses that match those shoes you've been dying to wear. Embelished bags with animal prints. Bags that have messages and pictues on them. Straps or handles. It's an endless assortment to pick and choose from. Which is where the comparison to the male population begins. Boys also come in an aray of varieties.
So with this being said, can a girl switch up her boy game like she does her purses?
I'm currently dealing with a situation where I have two "purses" to choose from. One guy, "Brad" , and another, Bert.
The story behind Brad is this:
I met Brad labor day weekend though Britt(from my friends i call cousins group not MSU Britt). He and I exchanged numbers and began speaking just about everyday. Honestly there were some things that got on my nerves about Brad but 98% of the time I was really starting to like him. Then I found out that Queens, New York is TOO SMALL!! Turns out that Brad knew one of my friends and was talking to her as well. Long story short I told my friend and was ready to let her have him when Brad told us both that due to certain circumstances, he wanted to continue to get to know me on a more romantic level.
The story behind Bert:
Bert and I 1st met through mutual friends on twitter. And right away I developed a crush on him. However, me being me, I never spoke up about because I automatically asumed that he wouldn't be into me. So I just kept my crush to myself and between Sara and Steph. I eventually met Bert in person and started to like him even more. eventually Bert and I had a few more one on one conversations. I started to pick up on some flirtation between he and I but I wasn't sure if it was just my imagination because I had a crush or not. Eventually it became pretty obvious that yes, Bert was in fact flirting with me. I of coarse took this and ran with it. As fate would have it though, the same friend that the Brad incident happened with, asked me to help hook her up with Bert. I battled with myself on if I was being selfish or not by not wanting to help but in the end I spoke up and turned out that Bert was not interested. I felt badly but it was out of my hands.
So up until now I've been getting to know the both of them. My role is a little more clear with Brad rather than it is with Bert. I'm not sure if Bert is just likes to flirt or if he's interested in a little more. As for Brad, he came to visit me at school this weekend but it hardly went how it expected it to be.
So here I am...with two different purses. One compliments my personality and style perfectly. The other looks good on me as well. I've not made a comittment to nor have comitted to me. I'm not sleeping with either (both live in NY anyway so that'd be hard to do even if I wanted to). I'm just simply "trying them on"
Now on to the topic of today's post:
I once saw a cute saying online that went like this: "Boys are like purses, cute, full of crap and easily replaced."
So as a girl I have my own collection of purses and bags as do many other of my female friends. However, can we treat boys like we treat our purses?
Purses come in a TON of varities. Big, small. Tote, clutch. Leather, fabric. Designer, no name. Purses for a fancy party. Purses that match those shoes you've been dying to wear. Embelished bags with animal prints. Bags that have messages and pictues on them. Straps or handles. It's an endless assortment to pick and choose from. Which is where the comparison to the male population begins. Boys also come in an aray of varieties.
So with this being said, can a girl switch up her boy game like she does her purses?
I'm currently dealing with a situation where I have two "purses" to choose from. One guy, "Brad" , and another, Bert.
The story behind Brad is this:
I met Brad labor day weekend though Britt(from my friends i call cousins group not MSU Britt). He and I exchanged numbers and began speaking just about everyday. Honestly there were some things that got on my nerves about Brad but 98% of the time I was really starting to like him. Then I found out that Queens, New York is TOO SMALL!! Turns out that Brad knew one of my friends and was talking to her as well. Long story short I told my friend and was ready to let her have him when Brad told us both that due to certain circumstances, he wanted to continue to get to know me on a more romantic level.
The story behind Bert:
Bert and I 1st met through mutual friends on twitter. And right away I developed a crush on him. However, me being me, I never spoke up about because I automatically asumed that he wouldn't be into me. So I just kept my crush to myself and between Sara and Steph. I eventually met Bert in person and started to like him even more. eventually Bert and I had a few more one on one conversations. I started to pick up on some flirtation between he and I but I wasn't sure if it was just my imagination because I had a crush or not. Eventually it became pretty obvious that yes, Bert was in fact flirting with me. I of coarse took this and ran with it. As fate would have it though, the same friend that the Brad incident happened with, asked me to help hook her up with Bert. I battled with myself on if I was being selfish or not by not wanting to help but in the end I spoke up and turned out that Bert was not interested. I felt badly but it was out of my hands.
So up until now I've been getting to know the both of them. My role is a little more clear with Brad rather than it is with Bert. I'm not sure if Bert is just likes to flirt or if he's interested in a little more. As for Brad, he came to visit me at school this weekend but it hardly went how it expected it to be.
So here I am...with two different purses. One compliments my personality and style perfectly. The other looks good on me as well. I've not made a comittment to nor have comitted to me. I'm not sleeping with either (both live in NY anyway so that'd be hard to do even if I wanted to). I'm just simply "trying them on"
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