I still can't stop blushing......

A day @ Chickenhead U
I work with "students" all day.
They range in age from fresh outta high school to midlife crisis/grandma getting back in school age
Well I just helped this student and I had to turn away from him becuz he was FIONE!!!!!!
Nice tall chocolate brotha, beard was all trimmed up, he smelled good, nice white smile.....my ass was blushing the whole time....
And since I am in a relationship, I felt bad even feeling that way. But I know I am only human and it is normal to feel an attraction towards someone who is relatively good looking. I must be loosing my mind or something. But I wish I knew someone that I could hook him up with. I have to think about it, get into my Chuck Woolerey thought process. Think girl, think!!!!!!!

How nosey are you?

In recent weeks, people have put their nose where is does not belong. And I am plain sick of it. If I did not ask for your help, then don't give it. There is no need to tell people things about me that I told u in confidence. Don't go behind my back asking other people about me and what I have been up to. If you want to know ask me. I think it is immature and childish. Grow the fuck up!!!! *Rant over*

I back in the land of Chickenheads, but the chiks are on a break for right now. But I have a question for people. When did it become cute for young girls to behave like boys. I am under the assumption that these girls like girls, but I thought that if u were gay u wanted someone of the same sex (feminine, I mean). Can someone explain this to me? It was just a thought.

I am a big ass cry baby.....

This lady on the radio won $10,084 this morning
Of course I was wishing it was my ass, but the lady started crying because she said she had just lost her job and that she really needed the money. Then she wakes up her husband and tells him, then they cry some more. My retarded ass is driving down Peachtree wiping tears and trying not to hit the Escalade beside me.So I get to work and I am fine...so I think. Then Van Hunt "What can I say" comes on and my eyes start to swell. WHAT THE FUCK!!!!! I think I need a lil Jesus this weekend, so who wants go to church?????

If only my weave and eyelashes were longer....

Some days I have to ask myself where I work. I have to check my business cards to see if I really work here. I looked at my check stub and thought they pay me lots of money to work with the baby chicks. Here at Chickenhead University we have plenty of sights for your viewing pleasure. Lots of pseudo artists and designers who always dress in high fashion, from Prado to Cucci (No I did not spell them wrong). But today was especially amusing to me. Quantanisha (or whatever her name is) was Tyra Banks-ing down the hallway, weave flowing, fur boots shedding, lip gloss gleaming without a care in a the world. I looked at my watch to see if it was 10 am or pm because suddenly I felt like I was in a club. As I glanced back at Nisha (I had to shorten it), I saw something strange in her makeup. Her eyelashes were abnormally long and as I looked closer I noticed that one of her eyelashes was leaving her face. You see the fake eyelash was caught on the fake hair blocking her view through her fake hazel eyes. But the fur high heel boots never missed a a step. I shook my head and guffawed as I walked in the opposite direction. No I could not possibly make this stuff up. And yes , I get paid to work with these chicks (Pun intended).

I have more than one emotion

I am usually a very happy go lucky person, but sometimes I get annoyed or angry. But for some people close to me, it is jaw dropping when they see me angry. I understand that it is not often my demeanor but there is no need for the dramatic response to my attitude change. I think that I have pent up anger because I always just put on a happy face for everybody. So now that the bitch in me wants to make an appearance on certain occasions. I think that I have earned the right to bitch sometimes. But that is neither here nor there.

I am in a good mood today even though there is drama surrounding me. I work at Chickenhead University and the students are a little upset about some of the things going on. I come to work not knowing is school will be open or not. I guess I should be worried, but I feel like it has been a long time coming. We shall see......

A typical day in the land of Chickenheads

I have always loved helping people, but I must start helping myself. My job is turning into a big ass nightmare. I did not go to grad school just to become a telemarketer. Let me give you a little background information: I am an academic advisor at a proprietary school in Atlanta. In layman's terms, I register students at a for-profit college. I had an idea of what I was getting into when I signed on, but now it is taking its toll. I am starting to feel like a grunt and my co-workers and I do the shit that nobody else wants to. I am tired of holding my tongue, so it is about to get ugly. I have already been looking for a new job, but now I am not sure if I am staying in Atlanta or not. I have been thinking about relocating to NYC, but that is just a dream for now.

I am now preparing to go to a meeting and pretend to be interested in what everybody else is talking about. I have fallen asleep far too many times in these meetings. I am ashamed because my work ethic is better than that, but this is not my dream job.