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They Never Shoulda Gave Y’all Money…

I felt like I could spend a little extra money this weekend, so I bought tickets to the Little Brother show on the 4th and a tshirt from Threadless, two things that I've been wanting to do for a minute now. I'm really excited about the show; since LB's October date was cancelled in Charlotte…

Keep it on the down-low…

A while ago while checking in for my appointment with the woman-doctor, I was selected to undertake a semi-anonymous survey about "black women's attitudes, knowledge, and experiences with sexual health and the 'down low' epidemic." I did it for the free t-shirt. I wish there had been a comment box, for if there had been…

Baller on a Budget

WHOOT! My new digital camera came in today. I don't even know if excited is the word for how happy I am. Watch out facebook. It's a Canon PowerShot A610 and so far it's great. I'm more accustomed to Nikon controls, and I still really miss my little Coolpix 4300, but Nikon's shitty customer service…

Starving Works

"hunger hurts, but starving works when it costs too much to love." ~ Fiona Apple Happy birthday to me! Yesterday I turned 21, finally legal, and I spent the first weekend of the LaSherinelle October Homecoming Birthday Smash with my friends in Greensboro, for NCA&T's homecoming festivities. This makes the third birthday that's passed without…

Damnit!

I am currently trying to write a letter to my insurance company begging them to pleasepleasePLEASE approve my request to cover a breast reduction mamaplasty. I'm not quite sure what to say. It's not fun, it's not sexy, it's not in any way enjoyable. I can hardly walk, I've gained twenty pounds in the past nine months, and part of that is because the simple act of walking leaves my back so tired and aching that I don't have the energy to work out by the time I get to the gym. I could lose 1500 grams of tissue per side and still be in a full C, possibly a D-cup. I feel like a freak. So I'm reading success stories and tragedy stories and all these accounts of other women who've gone through the same process, and I haven't even come across anyone who's as bad off as I am. Yet I'm still worried about my insurance not covering me. It's reached a point where if it comes down to choosing between paying tuition and housing or paying for this surgery, I'm just going to have to sit out a semester, because the physical stress of simply getting around campus is too much for me to handle. I don't want to do that because I just finished taking time off, and I've made such good progress getting myself back into the swing of things... I just don't know what to do anymore. ...

I just wanna…

So, under normal circumstances I would be going to Slam Charlotte tonight, since I always go, but I'm feeling a little under the weather. The weather being bloody with a 70% chance of cramps. Yes, the Menstruation Fairy has entered my life for the second time this year thanks to the wonders of modern technology.…

I keeps it thug and gangsta.

Like I said: Why is the apartment-hunting situation so crucial right now? Like, I'ma be living in an apartment 24 hours from now. When the girl gets on the grind the girl gets on the grind. Please believe it. Okay? Holla at a scholar in Pine from now on. Don't think this process went by…

Just for the record:

DAMN I look horrible. I'm STILL fat, despite the fact that I excercise and I'm good if I eat one square meal a day... no snacks. I'm convinced that I'm either pregnant or this damn Paxil (which does nothing for me, by the way) is making me retain ungodly amounts of water. Fat people sweat,…