Words/Phrases that make my skin crawl

P***Y
It either sounds juvenile or dirty depending on who says it. Either way, use another word!

Chillax
Now I can either chill or I can relax, but if I do both I might be dead and you need to check my pulse!

"Its the thought that counts"
No its not, because if you thought about it, you wouldn't have purchased something that I hate!

Georgia's Finest

Since I moved to Atlanta a little over a year ago, I have had countless encounters with “Georgia Boys.” With the exception of one, each encounter has been one disaster after another. It is with this is mind that I make my decision to limit my interactions with men from Georgia. Now I know that sounds harsh Blogworld, but my decision can be justified by the following:

Exhibit A:
One day Exhibit A decided to tag along with me while I went shopping for an event that night. We walk into the shoe store and a lady with an obvious “un-American” accent approached us to help. She was fair skinned and her accent to me seemed to be European. My friend said “Man, I like your accent, where you from?” The clerk responded with “Guess,” and I immediately knew this could only end in utter embarrassment. Sure enough, Einstein replied with “I ain’t never been out of Georgia I don’t know anywhere else.” Let me pause here to let you know that he is 28 years old, so regardless of the fact that he is not a world traveler, he at least went to school for sometime and unless he dropped out in 3rd grade, he knows some geography.
Apparently the clerk realized what she was in for so she decided to give him a hint-“Believe it or not, I’m from where you’re from.” Now I wanted to help him blogworld, but deep down inside, I also wanted to hear this out so I could see exactly what I was working with. This fool responded with “Atlanta?” At this point I had to step in because he was making ME look bad. I said “Wow, you’re African, I would have guessed you were European.”Before she could even get a response out, dummy said “You ain’t African, you white as hell.”
I know that should have embarrassed me, but at this point the only thing I could think was he doesn’t know any better. He couldn’t possibly know any better. I decided to blame it on the Atlanta school system and right then and there decided that my kids will be going to private school.

Exhibit B:
My girl and I stopped at a gas station on the way to a bbq and this guy approached my side of the car and asked could he ride with us. Seeing that I wasn’t really amused, he quickly said he didn’t want to waste my time, but he noticed me and would like to exchange numbers and get to know each other. He was cute and I was bored so I said ok and gave him my number. He asked when a good time to call me would be and I said later that day because we were on our way somewhere. With that he went about his business. 10 minutes later, my phone rang. Do you know this man called me and said he couldn’t wait until later to talk to me?! Instead of being flattered, I was immediately irritated. This was not a good sign. I told him he would have to wait because I was somewhere loud.
Two hours later blogworld, Exhibit B text me and said “R u still out?” I didn’t respond because I was in the middle of an intense spades game. 10 minutes later, lo and behold, my phone rang. Why oh why do men always insist on doing something to take themselves out of the game before they even get a chance to leave the bench? Later that night, I returned his call and explained to him that I am not looking for anything serious right now because I am focused on my career and yada, yada, yada. He said cool because he just got out of a long relationship. Perfect. We made plans to go to the movies in a few days. Over the next few days, I received several texts and phone calls just because I was on his mind. Then and there I knew this was not going to end well. I’m sure he meant well, but his actions were screaming ‘STALKER!”
Not wanting to cancel on him, and against my better judgment, I kept the movie plans and we met up. After all, how bad could watching a movie be? I spoke to soon. This FOOL talked during the whole movie! Asking me questions about myself, my dislikes, likes, clothing size, you name it, he asked it! Finally, I had to just say “Can we watch the movie please.” Boy were his feeling hurt but who cares! My feelings were hurt too1 I was wasting a good evening with Sir Stalk A lot. By the end of the movie I was ready to run to my car. Before I was even a block from the theater, I got a text, “I could really see myself with someone like you.” It took all my strength not to call Sprint and have his number blocked!

Most triflin' encounter of the Month

I was at QT the other day buying a $.49 slushie and a guy came up behind me and said “Hey let me buy that for you shawty” (typical day in the ATL) so me never turning down and opportunity to get something for free, said cool. So we stood in line making light conversation until it was our turn to pay. It was at this point that I noticed that he didn’t have anything in his hand, but I brushed it off as maybe he was just getting gas. So I placed my slushy on the counter and the cashier said “Will that be all for you?” My “big spender’ says a cool “Yeah dats it” and proceeded to reach for the change in his pocket. He began to count…”10, 20, 30….”aww s***, I don’t have enough.” Now blogworld this had to have been the funniest thing I have ever experienced in my entire life. I just started cracking up, slapped a dollar on the counter, and told "money bags” to keep the change so he’ll have enough for the next girl!

When the I do's become I don't(s)

I know that I am the worst blogger in the world, but I blog when I feel like it, plain and simple. I get these moments when things hit me deep enough that I am inspired to let u, blogworld, into my head. This is one of these moments.

Lately, I have been doing some serious thinking about whether or not I'm ready to make a serious commitment and dare I say, get married. I think my reasoning is more logical than based on feelings. I'm 25, most of my friends and college associates are either married, have a child or 2, or 3, or are in a serious relationship that is probably going to lead to marriage in the near future. Me on the other hand, I am still having fun in the wonderful world of dating. I haven't had a serious relationship going on two years now. Actually, if I had to choose someone to get serious with right at this moment, that would be a hard decision to make. Why am I so afraid to take the big leap?

Nowadays, I don't feel that people respect marriage like they did back in our grandparents' days. It's one thing to cheat in a relationship(disclaimer:I am in no way condoning cheating), but marriage is a commitment. A boyfriend/girlfriend relationship is simply a promise. People break promises everyday without thinking twice, but when people make a commitment, they are saying that this is something serious. If you are not ready to make a commitment, don't get married. Plain and simple. This is not 1920, you don't have to marry a girl just because you get her pregnant. That crap about making her an honest girl went out the window when you had sex out of wedlock anyway. Having a child does not make you all of a sudden ready to commit to someone.

I made a vow to myself that when I get married, the only way I would ever get a divorce is if my husband and I become harmful to each other physically. All the other problems can be worked out through counseling or expensive gifts. So until I find a man that will remain faithful and is REALLY ready to make that commitment, I'm screaming "I don't!"

The Love Connection

Bachelor #1 So I go on a date a couple of days ago with a guy for the second time. He's not my usual type but he's really fun and sweet. So anyway, at the end of the date, he tells me that this is the point that he usually tells girls about his family?!? My first thought is he's married, but he's not(even though I rather him have been after he drops the real bomb): He has FOUR kids, by FOUR different women!

What the hell blogworld?! He even has the nerve to tell me that women usually run because of the four kids and he hopes I don't do that. My response: they're not running from the kids, their running from the FOUR baby mamas.

Bachelor #2 My girl and I go to a club and I'm dancing my ass off because their playing reggae ALL NIGHT and I notice this guy looking at me. I eye him back because he's cute but keep dancing. Fastforward, party ends, he approaches me and says "so you gonna give me your number?" The nerve of this cocky...so I give it to him. Afterall, I do love a man that takes charge. A few days later we make plans to meet up for dinner. I'm getting dressed and Mr. Cocky has the nerve to text me: NOW I HOPE U DON'T EXPECT ME TO PAY FOR YOUR DINNER BECAUSE I DON'T TRICK OFF"

Now blogworld, I don't brag about anything that I have but after a lengthy discussion with my roommate, I decide to go meet up with this ____ just to pull up in my Lexus, tell him about himself, and peel off on him! This man took chivelry, chocked it, threw it in a trash can, and set it on fire!

Bachelor #3 Now this one blogworld, was oh so fine. Tall, smart, good job, perfect. Met him through a friend and he texts me after we first met just to say that he thought I was beautiful and was looking forward to getting to know me better. I should have known it was too good to be true. After about 2 dates, Mr. Perfect disappears! I texted him once, twice, and thats it because I'm never one to beg. Now I'm not gonna lie, I think about him all the damn time! I mean the man was fine. A couple of weeks ago, I find out that Mr. Perfect is in a relationship with a girl that not only buys him anything he wants, but his brother that lives with him. I mean they rocking Jordan's, blogworld!

My response: I would have dropped my ass too!

My love/hate relationship with Sprint

Have you every loved someone so much but hated them at the same time? Well, that's how I feel about Sprint. In the beginning, everything was great. I paid my bills on time, if I had an issue they credited my account and I didn't get a bill for months. The good ol' days.
Then I bought a Palm Centro upgraded to Sprint's Simply Everything Plan(which is where the love part comes in) and everything went downhill. After 2 months, the phone started freezing up so I took it to a repair store and they ordered a new one. 1 month passed and the same thing happened. New phone number two. 3 more weeks passed and the same thing happens. This time I call Sprint and tell them I want a different phone because this is getting ridiculous. They have the audacity to tell me that I will have to pay $300 for a phone that's eqivilent to my phone. WHAT?!?!?! Why in my right mind would I pay for a new phone when this is no fault of mine. After speaking with two managers who tell me the same thing, I hang up on them. Now, I work in a call center so I understand how it feels to have to deal with rude customers, but Sprint treats their existing customers like shit(pardon my french). If I was a a new customer, I could have gotten the phone for $50 dollars. Its like they bend through hoops to get you to sign up, then throw you out with the trash after you do.

The next day, after I had calmed down, I called back and told them that I was leaving Sprint and moving on to a company that would appreciate me. The rep transferred me to someone that (SURPRISE, SURPRISE) offered me an upgraded phone for $30! Since that was all I wanted in the first place, I accepted and started my life with a Samsung Instinct. Fastforward to today. Its 2 months later and I get a text message saying that there is a update for my phone. Always one to want the latest and greatest, I click update. My phone turns off and then the reboot screen comes up. "That was fast," I think as I wait for the main screen to pop up. And wait. And wait. An hour passes and I jump on the internet to see if anyone else has had this issue and what they did. The only piece of advice I find: Go in to a repair store. Great.

So I drag myself out of bed, on my much needed day off by the way. Go into the store only for them to tell me there's nothing they can do but order me a new phone. So now I'm stuck with a crappy temporary phone, don't know anyone's number because they can't get into my old phone to transfer my contacts, AND once they activate my new phone, I have 5 messages from my boss asking me to come in today. Ain't that about a...

Aye Papi...

According to my roommate, I treat my blog like a red headed step child. Well roommate, when I stop working 60 hour work weeks, I will write my heart away. I will try to do better though.

Anyway, I heard something on the radio this morning that inspired me to dust my computer off and write about it. A lady called in asking for advice because she just moved in with her fiancee only to find out that he has a GORGEOUS Brazilian housekeeper. She wanted to know if she was wrong for wanted to fire her just because she's 10 times better looking than she is(she didn't quite put it like that but obviously if she was more attractive there wouldn't be an issue). So for about five minutes, I listened to women call in saying "hell yeah. girl kick her to the curb." Not once did someone call in an say what I was thinking: Are you that insecure that you hate to see someone beautiful making money? If your man was sleeping with her, I doubt you firing her will stop that. The only thing that will stop is them sleeping in your bed." Come on ladies, lets be more secure in our own "wonderfulness" and stop hating on others because God ran out of the ugly genes when he came to them.