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Ladies we need to learn to better understand the language of "MEN"...

If a Man tells you he doesn't want a relationship. Believe the RULE your ass is not the exception. Doesn't matter how many nights you spend with him, how many times you two go out, whether he sends random texts or not. He does not want a relationship with YOU. 3-6 months down the road when you've caught feelings, he's gonna tell you the same thing. He didn't want a relationship and he told you this from the beginning. So just enjoy doing what you're doing with that man. And if you can't handle that, leave it alone. Otherwise you're just setting yourself up for heartbreak. And there is really no point in that.

Whenever a Man tells you he DOESN'T WANT something, BELIEVE IT...I know as women we are always trying to distinguish whether we should believe anything that comes out of a mans mouth. Ladies this is definitely one of those times.

A lot of the time women get so caught up in believing that they will be the EXCEPTION. When in actuality it is a very very SLIM chance that they will ever be. There will always be another woman who has a better head game than you, better p***y, one who is more selfless, one who loves him more etc etc. And how can you compete with that? You can't. It's virtually impossible. It's like you're competing against him (team up at bat), them (opposing team) and you're the pitcher. If you're only the pitcher you can't score any runs. So it's virtually a pointless game.

There isn't a woman in the world who hasn't been in that position. No matter what the tagline may be, "I'll never love you", "I don't want any kids", "I just want to be friends". You have to be realistic with the information. Because if not you will be the one left holding the bag. Mad at all men, for your own mistake. It's not fair to them nor is it to the next woman, that now has to deal with the man you took it all out on.

I'm not holier than thou nor do I proclaim to be. I've been in that situation myself. I myself chose to believe dude. Hell, RESPECTED the man for being honest enough to tell me he would never love me. I didn't place any unreal expectations on our situation. I just continued to let things "flow". Did I hope, I would be the Exception? Of course, I'm human. I just never allowed myself to think that I would be. And quite honestly I was fine, with not being. Knowing he cared was enough for me. You just have to know what you're willing to accept and what you can't deal with...

And most importantly, when that man says he doesn't want any kids BELIEVE HIM. Even if he's "inside" you unprotected 20 times a day. Don't trick yourself into believing the opposite just because of a physical action. Protect YOURSELF. I'm not trying to put the full responsibility on a woman, but who is gonna have to take care of a baby that neither of you want? YOU. So, do what you gotta do and protect yourself.

Finally

Ok, So I finally got my comments working. I didn't even know they weren't so feel free to leave those comments, now. I will be back in an hour or so with a new 1.

17ai

My Addiction....

My love affair with blackberry began in Oct 06, with the release of the Pearl (8100). I had seen previous blackberry's and was completely uninterested. They were big, dinosaur looking phones. My theory on that, changed when I walked into a T-mobile store and saw the Pearl sitting on the shelf. I knew I had to have him. He was so much smaller than any blackberry I'd ever seen, yet he still possessed full blackberry capabilities. I fell in a deep state of lust with him. However, our courtship didn't last long, I got rid of him a month later. We had a major compatibility problem; I loved to text. So, I needed a full querty keyboard, and he couldn't offer me that. So, I went back to my SK2(Sidekick 2)

A couple months passed and I picked up a very business minded 8700, at a local spot. I fell in a deep state of like. Full Querty, Internet access, Email, IM, a Nice Full Blue Body and a track wheel (something I had never experienced or heard of before). His track wheel was amazing to me. Something, I definitely missed when it was time for me to move on. He fell short in one big area. He didn’t have a camera. I needed to have one.


I spent the vast amount of our time together, coveting & lusting after his more advanced cousin the 8320. I patiently waited for T-Mobile to release the 8320 aka the Curve. AT&T had released their version in May of 2007. I had considered jumping ship but a wifi enabled device was more attractive to me at the time than one loaded with gps. (8320 (tmo) comes equipped with wifi, 8310 (att) is equipped with gps). Also I love T-MOBILE, great prices, the best plans and the absolute best Customer Service ever, what more could a woman ask for? Nothing at all. So I chilled, and just waited it out.
I had a school girl crush on the curve. I stalked sites, just to catch a glimpse of him. I counted down the days until his release. I later found that he was scheduled to be released on the 27th of September. I became giddy with excitement; I finally knew when I would have him.
On September 26, 2007, I met the "man/phone" of my dreams. My lusting was over as I cruised the mall and just happened to saunter on over to a T-mobile store. And to my surprise my love had been released 2 days earlier. I quickly forked over $400, his price without a contract extension.
We rendezvoused on the couch as I explored all of his features. I was sad when I had to leave him alone later that first night. I took out his younger cousin instead (my 8700). I had to break up with him properly; I didn't want to hurt his feelings. He deserved an explanation. The next morning, I placed him (8700) carefully into his box and inserted both my sim and memory card into my new (8320) love. He fulfilled my needs. Wifi, Camera, MP3 Player, Push Email, Full Internet Access, Amazing Apps and a Full Querty Keyboard. And because AT&T had released their device so much earlier there were already hundreds of themes floating around.
Most importantly I could send/receive up to 500 texts/emails a day, surf the net for hours, talk for 2-4 hours, listen to music for a couple hours and never have to worry about his battery dying on me. The battery was amazing. At this point I knew nothing could keep us apart. Not too soon after, he broke my heart for the first time, but it wasn’t the last. He began sending out messages on his own, would only allow certain letters on his querty to work. I never gave up on him or us; I knew we just needed some outside help. I just kept sending him back to T-mobile. After, the 3rd replacement I decided it was time for us to take a break.
His older cousin started looking very attractive to me.


He was big, black and sexy. He was the blackberry 8800; the older brother to my ex the 8700. He fit into my hands like a dream. We complimented each other well. He was much more business minded than his younger cousin the curve. He was sans camera and wifi; two of the things I came to love about my curve. He came equipped with a feature; I didn’t previously think I needed: GPS. At first I rarely utilized his special feature; soon it became a staple in my life. I used it to zip off anywhere, I needed to go. It made moving around that much easier. A month or two into our relationship I began longing and missing my Curve; his more compact body and his oh so lovely camera.
I spent 2-3 months in lust with my 8800, before I went back to my love, my Curve. We had a strong union, or so I thought. I soon began hearing/reading rumors about two other men that I knew could possibly be my perfect match. The Javelin but most importantly the Bold. I think my love knew it would only be a matter of time until he would be replaced. He began to shut down, only functioning when he wanted to. This only made me lust for the Javelin and the Bold more. We had been experiencing high’s and low’s in our relationship for a while. And the Sunday before Halloween, I guess he had finally had enough of my ever wandering eye. He shut down. My attempts to reboot and reload him, were futile. I ended up going back to Mr.8800.
Our courtship this time around was much briefer, only lasting 2 weeks. He could no longer get by with just his gps, I wanted and needed so much more. I bought another Curve; hoping things would be better this time around.
In the meantime, I kept up with the rumors/release dates on the Bold and the Javelin which had now been confirmed as the 8900 Curve II. I eventually found out that the Bold, the one I knew could give me everything I needed GPS, WIFI and 3G would not be making an appearance on T-Mobile, However his 3G-less baby brother (8900) would be. So, I set my sights on him. I knew he would eventually be mine.
Meanwhile I continued my relationship with my 8320, learning all of his applications, installing and uninstalling 3rd party apps until I found ones that worked best for us. I found that even without internal GPS, he and google maps could help me get to wherever I needed to go. Together they could pinpoint my location within 10 meters. Again we were happy. For the time being, Anyway.
More & More spy shots began to appear of the 8900. I loved his look. So sexy & sleak. He was just a smaller version of his big brother the bold. I fell for him. And I fell hard. I knew nothing would suffice until I would be able to hold him in my hands. He could give me everything my 8320 could plus gps, a larger crisper screen and a faster processor. Brains & Braun, I was hooked.


I planned to pick my 8900 up on his release date (2-11-2009.) But I had to be at the ranch at 5am that morning. By 2pm they were sold out; all over the city as I knew they would be. I know, I could have placed an order, but I would have had an issue with not being able to hold him right away. And what if I spent that much money, only to find out he would be on back order? I’d go crazy. So, I waited; made sure to check the stores daily for new shipments. After a week, I was tired of waiting. I decided to go to a T-Mobile store to place an order; I kept my fingers crossed that maybe they’d have him in stock. They didn’t. I decided to go ahead with the order. Sales Rep was an asshole. He had no idea, who/what he was getting himself into. He didn’t understand my addiction. I had to put him in his place. In the end, I didn’t place my order.
. The next morning I was perusing craigslist when I came upon a post just for me. A Brand New In Box 8900 for trade for a 8320 in excellent condition and a moderate sum of money. I TOOK IT! It was exactly what I was going to do anyway. Buy the 8900, and sell the 8320 to recoup some of the funds. It worked out perfectly.
I was sad to see my 8320 go, as we had shared so many memories. He was there with me and helped me capture so many pictures, send and receive so many important text messages & emails. I even used his mp3 capabilities to work out. Of course, I would miss him; but I'd found love in another. I held him for the last time as I started up my desktop manager to back him up. And shortly thereafter I began to wipe him clean. After, there was no evidence of my existence. Our on & off, 1.5 year whirlwind relationship was over.
Once I got him (8900) in myhands, it just felt so right. I immediately plugged him into my desktop manager to load him up with all of my info. I was pressed for time but I didn’t let that stop me from going on a theme search. I came across a "Hello Kitty Mac Makeup Theme" by Nancy Drew. I'm not a Hello Kitty fan, nor have I ever been. I don’t even wear make up. But the theme was DOPE. It did what I considered to be impossible. It enhanced his sexy even more.
The 8900 is a beast of a partner. He comes preloaded with OS 4.6, a 512 mhz processor. 256 of internal memory; Micro SD slot is expandable to 16gb. He comes equipped with a 3.2 mp digital camera, video camera, bluetooth, micro usb, standard headphone jack, 2 convenience keys, a dedicated lock button, as well as a mute/stand by button. The clock also offers a bedside mode; it’s very useful.
As with any good relationship, I do have a couple of complaints. I hate his loose battery door, though it was easily fixed with a silicone skin. His battery also seems to drain incredibly fast with minimal usage. 50 emails/texts, 2 hrs or so of internet time, about an hour and a half of total talk time and a hour of mp3 use leaves me with a low battery by bedtime, and that's starting the day fully charged. To combat this, I keep chargers around all the time. Finally, the GPS; The GPS is one of the main reasons why, I NEEDED to have this device. It’s actually not much better than my 8320 without any GPS capabilities; I am very disappointed in the gps to say the least.
To state the obvious my love of Blackberry’s will only increase, as I continue my quest on finding the perfect device. I think they may finally be creating that for me. A touchscreen BOLD, hopefully T-Mobile won’t pass on it this time around. They may lose a 5 year customer…

Leave comments, let me know what you think...And if you have any Blackberry questions, feel free to drop em' and i'll answer them...Thanks

Working On My Fitness......

Ok..So i've been bullshittin and eating way too many SNACKS....
So, it's time for me to start working on my fitness. Gotta get on point and stay there. Im less concerned with how much weight I lose, than I am with how I look in the mirror. I'm a nice size, I just need to be a more toned version of it. But I'm guesstimating about a 10 pound weight loss goal.
Here's my list of Do's & Don'ts....

1.Keep a Food Journal (That way I can be accountable for my food choices)
2.Water and Crystal Light Movement..No Juice, Mochas. And Coffee only when necessary
3.Stay away from Ranch!! *probably gonna be the toughest 1*
4.Get in at least 30 minutes of cardio, 5 days a week MINIMUM
5.Minimum of 10-15 minutes of ab work a day, 6 days a week
6.100 squats a week a minimum *ABSOLUTELY HARDEST PART FOR ME* Pain is not pleasure in this case...



Wish Me Luck, and i'll be checking in with my results...

This is some OLD BULLSHIT...

Ok, so I wake up this morning prepared to put in my 2-2.5 hour requirement to Bexar County, in the form of Jury Duty. Rush out the house, drop Bug and head to the courthouse. Get to the courthouse, I'm right on time lol I don't show up early for anything unless I deem it necessary. It starts 35 minutes late. So I'm thinking to myself they're cutting into their 2 hrs. Then the lady in charge violently jolts me into her reality that my ass will be there until a minimum of 3:30. Ok, whatever. I figure ill just bust into some of the homework, I was gonna do when I got home anyway, rewrite the IR for work, peruse crackberry and whatever else I deemed worthy of my jury duty time. But guess what? No laptop in the whip, because I took it out last night to play with the bluetooth. I never take it out of my car. And the one time I do, it completely fucks up my day. So, I call up psycho, ask him to bring it to me. He says no he doesn't have any gas, quite interesting to me considering I just got a bill from chevron for a card I haven't used probably since the beginning of last summer? So basically he stole my card used it and won't use MY gas to bring me MY laptop. So all in all this day is just some OLD BULLSHIT......

Ok, it gets better. So about 5 hours & 2 blogs later, they finally called my name to be in a group of 62. Of the 62, 12 of us were going to be picked. Good, finally i'm done wasting my damn time. So he lines us all up in the hallway, only to say it'll be another 30 minutes. Apparently they didnt need us yet. So we all decide to wait in the hallway. 30 minutes turns into a hour, when he comes back out to say that we should probably wait in the jury room because he doesn't know how much longer the wait will be. 1/4 decides to go buy food, another quarter goes to wait in the jury room and half decides to stay in the hallway. It is now 2pm. About 4 they ask all jurors to report back to the jury room. They let us know our case got canceled and they would start sending the other 150 or so people home. They finally released me at 4:30. WOohOoO. I sat in the courthouse all day BORED, no laptop, no book, no magazine to not even have to be involved in a trial.

On the bright side, I had a nice conversation mid-day :-).....

Dumb Ass Chicks....

I cannot stand these bitches...



Ok, so i'm sitting at the doctors office, When I got the referral from my insurance company i'm thinking it's just a regular gyno's office. Well it turns out he caters more to Obstetrics. No Biggie. So i'm sitting next to this chick and she's very visibly pregnant and we start talking. She starts saying she has to go down to the welfare office so she can get her check started, get some food stamps and make a appointment down at the section 8 office. Already i'm making faces, if you know me you know I have some very strong facial expressions. So this is the kicker, she picks up her CRICKET and proceeds to make a phone call. Apparently to her dude, I later find out he's sitting outside, She proceeds to tell his ass to turn off the air in her car "because gas ain't free" and I wouldn't be damned if it wasn't a 08 Jaguar. LMAO...Bitch really? Welfare and Section 8 but you got it in you to go cop a Jag. These $5.00 ass hoes are worthless. SINGLE HANDEDLY fucking up the economy. Making taxes go up because we gotta pay for you, your babies and your dude when yo ass obviously has a hustle of some sort. Or when you gotta floss. Now I know i'm half bourgeois. But I go to work everyday, I pay for my own expensive shit. I don't ask nobody to make those purchases for me. And I for damn sure ain't asking the tax payers to support my habit. ya dig?



I'm not saying there is anything wrong with getting help, if you need it. But at the same time, don't keep having these babies with a dude YOU KNOW can't or won't help you. If dude has 3 kids already and you know he doesn't go see them, or you know he doesn't attempt to provide for them, WTF makes you think YOU and any baby the TWO of you create together is gonna be any different? You won't be. He's gonna want yo dumb ass to go down to get you some section 8, a check & some ebt so his ass can be good for a while. Because even though his ass is sorry and trifling, you're gonna keep his ass. Now this dude is COMFORTABLE. Chillin up in yo shit that the rest of the country is paying for. Because you thought you was fuckin a baller because he drove a nice car, had on some nice clothes, shoe game was right.
NEWSFLASH that was the last baby mama's car & she bought the clothes. Now it's your turn.

Know what kind of dude you're fucking, before you start fucking him.
If he tells you he doesn't want kids, that doesn't mean any kid you give him will be an exception. It means exactly that he doesn't want kids. Respect his wishes. Even if his actions are contradictive to him saying he doesn't want any kids. I.E he doesn't strap up or he busts inside you. At the end of the day protect YOU. YOU will be the one responsible for any that is born. He may have to pay child support. But nothing or no one can require him to help you with that child physically.

But if the inevitable happens and you end up pregnant. Know that you're fucking a man that's gonna step and do what he's supposed to do as a MAN. A man is not going to want any child of his having to rely on anyone else i.e TAXPAYERS to support him. He's going to do all he can to make sure his child has what he/she needs.

Now there is an exception to this rule. There are dudes who genuinely show all the signs of being a stand up dude. But when the time comes, this dude is WORTHLESS. Ladies i'm not mad at you all. Get whatever help you need. I'd be the first one to help you. But you gotta be trying for yourself. Get a job, go to school. Do something with yourself. Don't just sit your ass down and let welfare make you stagnant. Do better for you and your baby(babies).....


Ok, since this blog VEERED way off course. I'm gonna end it for now. And i'll be back sOOn, with a part 2....



17AI.....