Tuesday, December 28, 2004

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!!!!!!!

Monday, December 27, 2004

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.

Wednesday, December 15, 2004

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?????

Wednesday, December 01, 2004

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).