All About Brittnee

Sooooo, this is Brittnee. She's my twin. No one had really met her before this past weekend but I figured it was high time she showed herself.

And oh boy did she show her behind! That girl is wild. Drinking and acting silly. She was even a little rude at one point but I can't fault her for that.

CIAA weekend was something like a lot of fun. Didn't see a lot of games which I regret because in all honesty thats why I go forreal. I love basketball. But I did have quite a bit of fun.

Everything was chill til my cousin and I got into it. And well needless to say we really let people see just what we go thru with this family.

After an emotional breakdown people showed me just how much they had my back. My aunt told me anytime I need to come home I call her and she will send for me.

Knowing that makes me wanna cry right now because I thought after leaving the way I did they wouldn't let me come home. I'm glad I can because I'm going home for a visit soon just to get away from VA. I need it.

Being able to go home will help me to continually keep my sanity. Anyways, after that... Brittnee went and showed out.

Shout-out to whomever money she spent on those drinks at bar 10. Thats a bad chick make a man spend his money and not give him any play once she goes to bed.

A mess... but she was all over the place. Enjoying the nightlife and still maintaining her trait of being a respectable woman.

Brittnee is a trip but Courtney is back in VA now and reality has set in.

Back to smiling baby... oh yeah.

Gone Crazy!!!

The face says it all but guess what...???

I'M BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK

I Keep Telling Myself

I've been telling myself over and over again that I'm going to start blogging again. And writing poetry, and getting back into spoken word and yet I haven't.

Problem is I've wanted to but I haven't needed to. I thought I did but I can't force myself to write it's unnatural.

There's nothing no reason to write if you have nothing to write about. Sure I could write about my day but sometimes I'm so fed up with the stuff that has happened during the day writing about it makes me frustrated all over again.

But as of late light has been getting really real. So, I have much to talk about and lots to share.

So bloggers I'm getting ready to pour my heart out once again. But this time, there is much more stability in my life. Much more. But there has been a minor situation. But it was good for my soul, like my grandma's pineapple cake.

Catch ya in the a.m. bloggers...

Twitter Life

So, everyone has pretty much fell prey to the world of Twitter and anyone who has a twitter has to admit it, they kinda love it. Twitter is a chance to be open with the entire world.

Unlike Facebook, where many watch what they say due to family members being on their page, Twitter is no holds bar.

It's reckless and I love it!!!!

I urge anyone having a bad day to twatch whats going on on Twitter, I guarantee someone you follow, or someone that follows you will brighten your day a little. How??? Because people say some funny stuff on twitter.

FOr instance, the entire twitter nation seemed to be watching WWE Monday night and then the entire twitter nation tweeted his funniest comment ever...

"Go eat ya fruity pebbles you yabbadabbabitch!!!" HILARIOUS!!!!!!!!

See, now isn't that funny... imagine being upset and seeing that on Twitter... instant laughter.

Omg! I have to admit, I'm a little addicted to Twitter... sometimes I just feel like sharing things with the world... okay quite often... yeah I feel like sharing most things with the Twitter world.

But it is what it is... #Teamfollowback --------> @UcAnKiSsMyBiBle

Shout Out Thursday!

Even thought the Shout Out Saturday movement I was a part of came to an abrupt end I must shout out this blogger that truly writes some good things.

Y'all check this out:

Self-Reflection
This is a re-post. I didn't have any followers at the time and this is one of my favorite poems . I would love to hear what you think of it. My life has changed dramatically since I wrote this.


Looking In the mirror
reflecting on the past.
How I often wondered,
how it went so fast.
The opportunities I've squandered.
The blessings I've missed,
while living my life in total ignorance.
Not really understanding how to remain optimistic.
I abandoned my morals and ignored my religion.
But God cast a storm that influenced my decision.
Before you knew it I was at his submission.
He held me tight. Then let me go.
Then whispered to me: "Fear no more".
I got up and knew: right away,
that today was the beginning
of the rest of my days.
With renewed faith
and a sense of purpose
I was able to recover
what almost perished.
Now I stand here
Looking in the mirror
admiring my self
Reflection that is.

follow him on twitter and get all the bloglinks... (@25Champ)

Getting Back to Here

I miss writing every single day, even if it was pointless, useless info to others what I wrote on my blog was important to me even if it was silly or stupid.

None of it was ever useless to me though, because I know when it comes to writing, even if its not poetry, or I'm not getting ready for Spoken Word or Open Mic Night I'm still writing.

Thats where I need to be, and I'm finally getting back to here.

I've been contemplating opening my mind back up all year (well for the last month and a half) and due to a simple question I will now blog and journal on a daily basis.

Besides, whose to say that my writing isn't something that will one day be great. Okay, that may be a bit far fetched but you know what I'm saying.

So, I'm back to here... man there's no place like home.

*smile and exhale*

The Perfect Valentines Day

*Thinking... thinking... thinking...*

Valentines is a cute little holiday, when you're 10 and in elementary school. But at 21, it doesn't really seem all that appealing.

I've been pondering on this same thought all day and a for a few moments in the previous day.

Valentines day is not for me... I mean what was I thinking.

Don't get it twisted... I loved the gifts I've gotten. The flowers, candy, jewelry, and stuffed animals were all very sweet but...

Eventually, my flowers will doe, everyone else will eat my candy, my stuffed animal will end up in my kid sisters room and the jewelry, well it all went... away.

The one thing I've always wanted for v-day is nowhere near the holiday shopping isle in wal-mart where all the little cute v-day candies are. And it is not at the florists, or the jeweler's.

In my eyes, and in my own little world, the perfect "valentines day date and gift" would be some quality time.

It's all I've ever wanted and quite frankly... it's probably all I'll ever want because I can buy my own candy and jewelry, I make flower pens so I always have some flowers nearby, and the stuffed animals I can win at a theme park or carnival.

*Daydreaming... daydreaming... daydreaming... smile... big smile*