Twitter

So I never really paid attention to Twitter but I'm slowly being seduced by it.

I mainly follow celebrities. (My favorite is @myfabolouslife, so cute and I got a crush on him cuz he's funny and I like his style)...you get to hear all the dumb shit people think cuz they tell you every 30 seconds. But I like the trend topics


Anywayz the point is FOLLOw ME @ twiitter.com/THEDALLESIA

The Quiet Before...

I am starting to not recognize what exactly I am becoming. I know who I am now but I can't help but feel a bit stagnant. I'm so uninspired. I have ambition but hell I am an artist, so where there is no inspiration there is no soul for me. My life has begun to have no familiarity. I don't know any of the smells, the faces, the sounds that surround me. Yet I have not met what is to come. Something is on its way to me. What it is I don't know.. But I'm waiting.... Patiently waiting.

Cuffin for a Reason and Not a Season

So as you know the climate is increasingly decreasing which can mean only one thing........The beginning of "couples" season. In New York, there is a certain cycle that can be summed up as "Labor Day Love, St. Patrick's Day Dump". After September, everyone that has been basically ho-ing all summer begins to frantically rummage to find a mate before it gets too cold to be just strolling the streets. Summertime crushes disappear into reality as people come off of vacation and go others go back to the dreary days of school and work. blah blah.

This is officially a "FML" situation for me.

Unfortunately, i have been occupied for the last two snowed in winters and have been suffering the drought since frickin July. Now I am not strangers to breaking up (for the first time I had to admit that I was dumped Ouch) but this is ridiculous. Now I am not saying that I dont get attention (Yes I'm cute. :-) but I have zero tolerance. While many of my friends are desperately trying to forgive cheating boyfriends, accepting date from bruthas with no jobs, or simply taking whatever they can get... I just can't. I can't see myself putting up with a newer version of the previous two emotionally unstable, intellectually barren, fidelity challenged, fertile loined, and parental issue plagued version of the tsunamis (better known as Jerrell Antoine Horton and Devan Bradley Modeste). Even though I have made my peace and even accepted that no matter what i will always love them both, (Jerrell and I are actually genuine friends...Shocking!), I DO NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCE believe the THIRD time is a charm. Which creates a bit of a dilemma and maybe even a contradiction. It gets lonely being single and a city of 8 million and yes I have to admit that I would rather not sleep alone (and see my roommate have sex in my room) but if the alternative is accepting pain, then I will be lonely many more nights. Hell after all I have been through, I know I deserve better than what I have given myself. That is the thing about having standards, many times no one will live up to them. But mine are basic.... Attractive, No kids, Job, No Middle Aged Ex Girlfriends that who Subsequently live with, No FB and Myspace Baggers, Don't Cheat and Doesn't Mind a Black Latina with a smart ass mouth but a heart of gold.


Now is that too much for a girl to ask for?


Lol....I'm still single, so I guess so.



Peace.... B. D.