YES AND NO

Yo.

So I was scanning various forums n what not and I stumbled upon a picture of the most goregous man-person I've ever laid eyes on. I'm sure much of it is Photoshop retouching...but still.This man is incredibly gorgeous. I would fuck him six ways from Sunday wearing a fishing hat and a pair of socks with the toes in them.I would have his babies and cook his dinner EVERYdamnnight. UNF! Jesus Christmas can I get a Hosanna!






All I want for Christmas this year is two things. ^^^ That man in my bed. And R.Kelly to retire or at least take a long ass vacation. America am I the only one that thinks this nigga is overactive on teh remixes lately? Every R&B remix I hear has him on it. Like for instance the 'Touch My Body' remix....that did not need him. It doesn't even cause the record to sell better. It just causes us to hear his voice. 'If I Were A Boy'....that didn't NEED him. It's a very intimate song and Beyonce was venting n shit on the mic and this nigga pops in holl'in bout if he were a girl n shit. Nigga you pissed on one...ain't that close enough? And WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SHIT??!!?!?!?!? I don't want anybody wearing this...ever. Especially not a heterosexual man. Especially not a heterosexual man that was accused of doin up babies. Especially not a heterosexual man that was accused of doin up babies and has some of the best fuck music ever. What the fuck is going on America?



Holler.

What Shoe Doin?

So...Bush's dumb ass made a surprise trip to Iraq. A reporter threw a shoe...both shoes rather...at him. I'm not going to tell the whole story because I'm sure you've already heard about it. Apparently in much of the Arab world...throwing shoes is like spittin in your face or slappin yo mama. Straight dis-re-spect. So my commentary on this is as follows...

Can we give this man an award? A plaque? Name a side-street after him? Something?! Anything!? I don't care what it is, but he needs some positive recognition for this. I saw the video and found it ridiculously hilarious! I almost pissed on myself when he threw the second shoe. And on a sidenote: LMFAO! @ Dana Perino's black eye.




Bush is a complete moron. We all know this. He says and does things that make us question his IQ and his narcotic intake levels.



Holler.

I Have Returned...

I know it's been AWHILE. I apologize. So...school is going fabulously. My social life is back in order. So I really don't have anything personal to complain about. I'm gonna yack about the current state of hip hip a little bit though.

Lil Wayne. Is he gay, bi or confused? Or all of the above? This nigga got lip rings, plaid vests, red jeans and a bunch of other mess going on. And just to make things worse...he's trying to T-Pain the world with that auto-tune crap. Ugh. Stop it.
Jeezy. He's getting better. And he's slowly starting to gain my respect. My President Is Black is dope. His whole album is decent. But he's one of those artists I listen to for a few weeks and then forget about until his next album comes out. I'm not sure why a rappers main focus HAS to be drugs but that shit is so lame.
Joe Budden. Earlier today on another site I had a full out argument with several individuals about Joe Budden. Is he or is it not wack? I personally think Joe Budden is one of the greatest lyricists to ever put his hand on a mic. He's honest. He doesn't glorify fly chicks, he says their really just pigeons. He doesn't talk about how much money he's go, he talks about the lack of it. He tells the REAL....not the fake. He isn't afraid to be vulnerable on the mic which means he's confident enough in real life.



To be continued.....



Holler.

Baby Fever

I have it.


Men...
I hate them.



Holler.

Open the Vents and Let the Heat Out...

Okay so once again it's on....

As Seed would say, I'm back on my bully (that's means I'm back on my bullshit). So I got a few things on my mind....


Broads

I will never understand why women act catty or ho-ish. Bitch I don't want your man, but you probably want mine. I wouldn't want to be you if you were the last American Idol on Earth....but you most likely envy me.I'm smart, I'm pretty fuckin gorgeous, I'm gettin money, I'm educated, and I am the epitome of coolness. What else cracks me up about women is how they are well aware that someone they're feelin has a woman but they still flirt with him. If you know she's the wifey, then why you pressin? You know'em, chicks that will send a nigga text messages in the middle of the night, send him nasty pictures and discuss them with him,or find any reason under the sun just to see him. Sure he's givin you the time of day cuz you're being whor-ish, but who does he lay next to at night? Me. Who does he spend money on? Me. Who does he do everything for? Me. Who does he bend over backwards for? Me. It doesn't matter where you know him from or how long you've known him. He doesn't want you, at all. If he did, then he'd be with you instead of with me. That does not excuse the men though....

Niggas

Please tell me why ya'll spend so much time trying to convince women that you love them when you do dirty shit behind their backs? I know it's all part of being a man but seriously, is it worth it? Does it make sense to stare at her ass/titties, or say hi to her on the low, or go to her job to see her because you know that's the only place you can do so? If you know that if your woman left you, you'd be sick wit it, then why even risk something like that. I know most men do things we don't approve of and if she trusts you then GOOD. Don't let her down. 80-20 Rule fellas......80-20Rule.....




Holler.

Disturbing Encounters...

So I've been thinking about this creepy guy I go to school with.

First off he's new there...but he's like almost 30.

He's constantly telling me all these really retarded conspiracy theories about national security, personal security, home security, and internet security. Then he throws it ALL the way off with drugs, suicide, teenage angst,etc.

FUCKING. WEIRD.


Every time I'm outside smoking, he's outside smoking. Like for real what are the chances of that happening? Every time I'm in the library, he's in the god damned library.

America, should I be concerned? I mean what the fuck.

Holler.

So....Barack Because I'm Black?

I suppose it would be partly fair to vote for a Black man because I'm black. Vote for my people right? I disagree....remember Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton? Kristin seems to think that I only support him because of the color of his skin. Hillary doesn't want to give tuition credits to college students. I'm a college student. Hillary thinks that teachers don't deserve merit pay individually. I want to teach one day. Hillary wants to "strengthen the middle class". What middle class? There is no middle class. Of course I won't vote for her, she's a woman. Benazir Bhutto died because she was a woman....does Hillary think that she's exempt because she's American? Crying on television is not the business. And I can't understand for the life of me why she even did that. People are watching you! MORON! It's one thing to be emotional and passionate about an issue that is important to you but you get all choked up and try to convince the American people that their concerns made you cry. STOP. IT.

Reflections pt2....

So I talked to Val last night. That made me feel good. She's the shit...always got some uplifting and helpful shit to say. Yeah the bitch up and moved to Florida without notifying my ass but hey you win some you lose some. I love her pint sized ass anyways. So.....since my last post lots has happened....for the good. A few of my "issues" are gone (or almost gone) so I have less complaints today. Since I'm making some serious progress I wanna talk about something else. . .

Niggas that sag their pants look like they just shit on themselves. And how can that shit ever be comfortable?! I mean really....do we just not wear belts in the 08? Is that how we goin? No belts? Or we wearing belts but tightening them around our thighs instead of around our waists? Is sagging the supposed illusion that money is weighing your pants down? Is that what that shit is? Tell me America.

Oh my God and the super duper long ass white tees! Whoo! What is that shit? I swear a group of niggas went to an amusement park, saw the trick mirrors and decided "YES NIGGA! I WANNA LOOK LIKE THIS ALL THE TIME!!!! WHOO!!!!". So these coons went home and got long ass t-shirts that come to their knees like dresses and started wearing their pants real fuckin low so it looks like the retarded lovechild of a menage a trois between Flavor Flav, Brigitte Nielsen, and Vern Troyer. Like real talk I thought that shit went out in like 06, but no...niggas are still embarrassing themselves via what the fuck they put on in the afternoon (since we know they don't get up before 11:45am).

So I guess this means Jay-Z is losing his steam in hip-hop right? I thought people were supposed to wear what he told them to? He told niggas to wear throwbacks...they did. He said "put on a suit and get it tapered up" and niggas went and cut off their braids and started wearin button-ups n shit. But now niggas are just doin whatever!Hov! We need you Big Homie! Niggas don't know what to wear anymore....we need you to drop a new clothing inspired single to the radio!!!!


Maybe I should be doing my Philosophy homework right now. Help me America.


Holler.



P.S. I really do appreciate all of the e-mails and messages from those of you that read my blog. I do whole-heartedly appreciate it. I'm not as much of a bitch as I come off. I'm actually pretty sweet. Peace.

Reflections...

When I look in the mirror....the person I see is so gorgeous. I mean really, can it get much better. The second I wake up in the morning I look good, alot of women can't say that.

But...

I am not happy.

I'm being completely honest with myself, and you, when I say that. I'm not happy with the girl that I look at in the mirror. America, my life is an absolute mess right now and it's going to take a miracle to fix it. I won't go into detail, ya'll know that's not really how I get down but hopefully it won't be like this for long. I have a lot of things I would like to accomplish in a short amount of time and I am pretty fuckin determined to get it all done. On a lighter note....I got a 4.0 this past semester and I plan on doing it again this semester (pray for me because Lord knows I DESPISE Math classes).

On a side note... I am confused. I don't get the following bullshit:

Why do niggas talk to their exes but get pissed when their girlfriends do it?
Why in the HELL do "baby mommas" take advantage of the men theyhave children with and think that their will be no consequence?
Why is every Black person I encounter rooting for Hilary? When it was Jesse and Al they were all for it but now that it's a candidate with an actual shot they're just lookin around n shit. WTF!
Why does Heidi Klum's accent make a once-an-episode appearance on Project Runway?
Why why why WHYYYYYYY must celebrities continue to showcase their stupidity to the world via VH1? (And who the fuck said that New York was a celebrity? Like, what has she done other than get dumped a bunch of times by ugly niggas?)
Why do people stick around when they aren't wanted?
-sigh-


Holler.

Niggas...

they are selfish
they lie
they think that sacrifice means doing whatever the fuck they want while you do all the work
they assume that just because you love/care about them that they can walk all over you


and last but not least (this shoulda been first)




they are stupid.





Holler.



Note to Self: 80/20 Rule Dolce.....80/20 Rule. Get it together girl.

Note to America: If you THINK this is about you...then you must be feeling guilty. Maybe it IS about you. Maybe it isn't. Maybe I needed to vent about how I feel in the most disrespectful and primitive manner.

What Is The World Coming To?

I'm gorgeous. I am well aware of this. So what makes you think that for one second I'mma be checkin for ya bum ass? If your hygiene is WAY the fuck off, you smoke crack or engage in some other type of drug, you're an excessive alcoholic, you're homeless, jobless, balding but you still get your hair braided, father of a ton of illegitimate chirrens, a drama magnet, or anything else that I consider unsavory or unattractive... GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!!!

No you DON'T have a chance in hell at being with me.
No I DON'T wanna fuck you.
No I'm not stuck up, I'm selective. Very selective.
No I will DON'T want to be your "friend".
No I don't have any sisters or cousins that look like me.
No I'm not going to turn around.
Hell no you can't have my number.
Sure I'll take yours. Then I'll throw it away.



Holler.

3 Whole Months!!

Wow! I've been gone for 3 whole months. Sorry bout that. I know I've had a few requests for me to return to the masses and grace you all with my colorful wording. So...a lot has happened in the last 3 months. My best friend moved away. I've been cheated on, skeeted on, sucked up, fucked up and everything in between. I won't get too personal. Draw your own picture.

Uhm...I've become seriously attracted to someone I either go to school with or work with. I won't say which. (Oh, by the way. I went back to school!) This person is....I don't know. They're just who they are. I think about them a lot and it's very school girlish - but I can't help myself.

So me and a close friend don't talk anymore. I'm kinda fucked up about it and I feel rejected (some shit I've never felt) but hey that's life. You live, you die, and that's it. -shrug-



Okay.
Back to the bitchin....


Okay. If you're at work and you're WORKING don't you expect not to be hawked? Well one of my managers does that shit DAILY. I feel so singled out. I wanna look him right in his beady little blue eyes and tell him to bacdafucup.

Hypocrites. Those bastards are every fuckin where. Hell I'm one my damn self. I'll totally admit that shit but hey -shrug- . What fucks me up is when one hypocrite decides to judge another hypocrite. Nigga please, you're just as bad as I am (if not worse) and you got the nerve to try and tell me about myself? PFFT!!!!

No good niggas. They're every got damn where.

Getting pregnant. If you don't have a job, a steady partner (re:relationship dumbfuck), a plan for life, and half an education. KEEP YOUR FUCKIN CLOTHES ON!!!!Man, broads kill me with the dumb ass shit they do. And I wanna scream on em like,"Bitch you're makin me look bad!"


I'm through for right now. I'll come back with some profound shit later.....



Holler.

From a Woman's Perspective...

No I'm not always right but when you aren't, admit it. I'm not perfect, treat me like I am. Men are visual/physical creatures and they're going to do what they want when they want because they tend to be impulsive. In the event that you decide to do something that you know I won't approve of...think about me first. You wanna cheat? Fine, wrap it up,don't let me find out and don't you EVER put that bitch before me. I'm not condoning cheating or saying it's okay but men are men. (I'm also saying that women act the same way sometimes.) I'm probably the smart one in the relationship....own your ignorance and stop trying to make ME sound stupid. You're failing dismally. I don't need you but I need you. I love you but I refuse to sacrifice for you without a self-beneficial purpose. Sorry dude. I'm an emotional creature. I cry, I get mad, I scream. Just sit down while I let it out and then we can go on about our business. Buy me everything I ask for. Why? Because I deserve it. How do I figure I deserve it? Look at all women do for men. We put the appendage that you urinate out of in our mouths and we like it...we cook...we clean...your clothes are clean...etc. We are martyrs, mothers, contortionists, porn stars, chefs, nannies, seamstresses, accountants, personal shoppers, salesmen, chauffeurs, maids,and home improvement experts.

I've been the sacrificial lamb in my latest relationship America. I don't need a man to do anything for me. I'm fine.

Holler.

Cheating

Why do people do that shit? Okay let me break it down real quick...

My friend, who happens to be male, has admitted to cheating on his longtime girlfriend. I asked him why and he says,"It's new pussy." So he's trying to tell me that he's justified in fuckin other chicks because the ass is different. Variety may be the spice of life but gamblin with ya balls ain't cool. I want to see ONE man that refuses to cheat.

Relationships 101...the MEN

Below I've complied my rules for relationships. Relationships and relations are two different things. Relations are purely physical. Sex, intercourse, fuckin, etc. Relations aren't always emotional but you throw the 'ship' on the end of the word and you've got matters of the heart. I don't think men understand that women are emotional creatures. We can tell them that a million times but it doesn't actually register.

Rule #1: Committed relationships are just that...committed. Your woman comes FIRST. If she does EVERYTHING that no one else does for you then she should be you Number 1 priority all the time. You come third and everyone else comes next. Alot of you men will get upset and start talkin about ya momma and ya Grandmomma. Yes, I understand they're VERY special to you but they can't suck ya dick, bear your children or hold you down when shit gets rough. When you've had a rough day and your back is killin you you're not going to turn and say,"Mom can I have a back massage?" Naw nigga. You're going to look at me and I'm going to KNOW your back is hurtin because you're my King...my other half and I'm gonna rub your back until you fall asleep because that's what real women do.

Rule #2: Sharing is caring and if you can't share your life with your woman then you don't deserve her. If you had a bad day and you can't sit down and tell her about it then you ain't a man. If you have a "secret" that's eating at you and you can't confide in her then you ain't a man. If she needs $100 and you have $101 in your pocket, give it to her. You'll get it back tenfold.

Rule #3: Excuses are for children and fools. If you messed up then you messed up. OWN THAT SHIT nigga! Tell her what REALLY happened,apologize,take whatever consequences come with it and move the fuck on. There's no sense in telling a woman bunch of lies or makin a bunch of excuses up just to stay out of the doghouse. It just creates MORE issues than necessary. Be straight up with her and always tell the truth. She'll appreciate it and you'll reap the benefits.

Holler.

Me,Me,Me!!!

Lately I've ben getting a few requests about who I am and what I like,etc...

So I'll take the time out to actually tell you.

Life:

I've been to hell and back and I'll probably take one or two more trips before I actually figure it all out.Please don't question me about what makes me bitter. It'll make me cry.

Love:

I'm madly in love with a wonderful man.No you're not him and no I won't leave him for you.

Personal:

I love the hell outta anyone that can make me laugh. People that are JUST themselves is the best way to get me to like you.I'm only me. What you see is what you get. I don't budge or fake it for ANYONE. I refuse.

Family:

I've got a Mom, a Dad and a bunch of siblings. I come from a huge family (immediate and extended) so refrain from fuckin with me.

Interests:

Reading is my most favoritest thing EVER...being a writer is my first passion....will it happen? I dunno. I'll read anything you put in front of me but I absolutely ADORE Sidney Sheldon,Terry McMillan and E.Lynn Harris. I love politics but I'd never be a politician. I'm a Republican, don't question it. Hoever right now I can't really support the Republicans...they just ain't got their shit together right now. I love music but I'd never be a musician. Give me ALL of it from Mos Def to Beethoven and everything in between. Music is like food for me...Jamiroquai,John Coltrane, Nina Simone,the old Whitney, the old Michael, Beyonce, Corrine Bailey Rae, Musiq, Rich Boy, Nas, Eric Roberson,Raheem DeVaughn,etc etc.....I love taking and being in pictures. But I'd never be a model. I adore clothes and shoes but I'd never design them.


Happy now?

Waiting On The World To Change...

When is enough enough?At what point do I decide that selfish and self-preservation are two very different things? When do I stop pointing fingers at myself and decide that maybe this ISN'T my fault? And what do I do to change that? How do I get from point A to point B in life doing only for myself and not for others? Is it the destiny laid out for me by the Most High to be everyone's doormat? And that when I get to the point when it's no longer tolerable I snap and have everyone lookin at me sideways with the screwface and wondering "what the fuck happened to her?" do I stand up and tell them? Or....do I cower in fear of rejection and disappointment and continue my lifeless,docile,insignificant existence? Really America...is waiting a futile endeavor?Maybe it's time for me to just do me.

Honestly, every single decision I make in life is made with consideration for SOMEONE else. It may only be one person...but I always wonder what so and so will think if I make X decision. Would it affect so and so negatively if I do X? Would it fuck up a plan already set by so and so if I decide to do X? Well America...maybe it's time to make so and so become no and no. If I don't take care of me physically,emotionally,spiritually,financially and otherwise...then who will? No one that's who. They aren't concerned with MY best interests when they make a decision, so why shouldn't I start makin decisions without consulting them?

I think I've made some muthafuckin progress.

G'Yeah!

On another note....
work is hilarious.
Tsk tsk America. Some folks need the alarm clock of life for a little wake up call. I mean don't get me wrong...I like her alot.She's got a lot of positive qualities professionally speaking but some things are just better off left at home.

On yet ANOTHER note....
Judgement is to be placed on the guilty by the Most High when their time comes. It is not to be placed on innocent bystanders and slow-progressing peers by their "friends" just because they were more fortunate. If there's one thing that I know I've done right....it's fairness. I can honestly say I don't judge people based on decisions that they've made in their personal life. I don't know them like I think I do,of this I'm convinced, and I don't know what they've been through. It's not my place/job/position to tell ANYONE what's right or wrong about their life.My job is to support them,pray for them and love them the best way I can. But for some reason I get the feeling I'm writing this for my own self-assurance then for any other reason.

Holler.

Progression With Struggle Brings Bitterness...

I'm not a child anymore. I'm growing into an adult. Everyday is another headache, another tear, another struggle, another reason not to wake up the next day. I never know what to expect from day to day and I'm not really sure where I'm headed right now. I'm jaded, scorned, fed the fuck up and ready to just throw my hands up and run away. But that's what children do isn't it? And I'm supposed to be an adult. I'm supposed to grab every problem and attack it with so much vigor that I overpower it. Right?

That's Ignorant!

Below is a list I've compiled of shit that I think is just downright ignorant.

• People that ask stupid ass questions constantly due to their insatiable nosiness.

• Men that get all sensitive for no reason.Man up bitch!

• Movies that leave you hangin like a Mandingo's pelvis.

• My boss.This little bastard is so spacey it makes me want to vomit.PAY ATTENTION GOD DAMMIT!

• Hos.Close your legs bitch.

• Loose women. Let's not get it mixed up with a ho.Hos fuck for money and status, loose women fuck for no reason.That shit is just not attractive. And then they tell everybody about it like it's cute.Uhm. No.
• Friends that take you for granted and try to take advantage of you. Ho don't take my kindness for a weakness and think I ain't payin attention.Bitch I'll kill you.
• Significant others that think you're not watching.
• Button pushers.Let me explain this one. A button pusher is someone who PURPOSELY talks shit to Dolce and thinks that they'll get away with it. They are under the impression that because she's at work or in a setting that requires her to behave professionally that she won't snap necks.Muthafuckas betta WRECK-A-NIZE.

to be continued....

RANDOMOCITY: SHIT I NEED TO KNOW

Okay..lately I've been pretty damn idle and when that happens...my mind wanders.So I pose these questions/opinions/concerns to the Masses.

~Why do white people pick their noses? (and in public no less?)
-That's fuckin gross.So youre tellin me that you teach your little grubby brats that that shit is okay?Yuck yuck yuck!!!
~Why do niggas think it's okay to drop by your house unannounced?
-Whoa nigga. Slow yo muthafuckin roll. I would never just pop up at your shit without calling or warning you first so just because you tryna fuck me you think it's alright for you to park in front of my crib and then text me that your'e outside? GET THE FUCK ON WIT THAT BULLSHIT!! That shit is NEVER okay.Never. Do you read me? That's NOT okay Goddammit!! Don't do it.It's only okay to do that to your parents or grandparents. And even then I'd be careful....old folks are fuckin more often these days.
~Why don't people understand that it's text MESSAGE not text CONVERSATION?
-Don't send me 8 text messages that add up to a full sentence!!That shit could have been one long ass text.And then you text me shit that I don't understand. If you aren't a master spelling bee winner than don't even bother text messaging me.
~Fat broads.Please please please tell me who's gassin your heads up to make you think it's okay to wear all the shit that the little girls wear?
-No, you should not put on those jeans with the deliberate rips in them. You'll look like a broken sausage.Uh uh, refrain from putting on 80's Retro.The tights are too tight...ballet flats turn into shredded paper when your feet are in them, and the skirt looks like a belt around your waist.Which brings me to the BIG ass belts....stop wearing them.You look like fuckin Kris Kringle.And skinny belts....stay away from those too.
~"Urban white boys" are trying too hard aren't they?
-I need them to stop pretending that hip-hop is important to them, underground WILL survive without your pasty ass.