Monday, December 31, 2007

Things I've Learned in 2007

Love is sometimes not enough.

Sometimes what you think is not enough turns out to be way too much.

When God closes one door, another one opens.

Sometimes an open door can give you the strength to close another one.

My moral boundries are not as set in stone as I thought they were.

No matter your age, you can still act like a jealous, petty teenager.

Having no empathy is bad but it's just as bad to have too much.

Don't give so much of yourself that you have NOTHING left for you.

Be so attracted to yourself that you never have to worry about whether someone else is.

Insanity is doing the same thing the same way and expecting a different result.

It's okay to be single.

The right anti-depressant makes all the difference in the world.

He will always go back to the baby mama.

Your best friend can be your ex and your ex can be your best friend. (think about that one for a minute)

I don't like being put on pedestals because the higher you're placed, the farther you may have to fall.

I can last six months without sex.

Six months without sex kinda sucks. (or not sucks, if you want to use a pun)

I never want to dye my hair an "extreme" color again. (Stained nails, body, clothes, pillowcases, shower, and walls)

I love my curls.

I hate my curls.

Curl cream is a life-saver.

I love getting free samples.

I have pretty tittays.

Nipple piercing hurts like a bitch!

Revenge can happen inadvertedly.

A connection is a connection, no matter if it's in person or over the internet.

Some of the most reserved and quiet-looking people can be crazy as hayle (in a good way) and can Crunk their asses off!

Finally...I've learned that I love, luv, lub, and luff my Crunk fam! I want to say thanks to y'all because I never knew that a connection with so many people who are not face-to-face was possible. Y'all have made me laugh my ass off, enriched my vocabulary (peen, pus'e, dack, hamhock hoes), given me advice whether I wanted it or not (lol), and comforted me through some of the worst times I've had this year. I don't know what I would've done without y'all and I damn sho don't wanna find out. I LOVE Y'ALL NEGUSES AND YT (there's only one)!!

Crunk will be great in '08,

Reina Negra V

Thursday, December 27, 2007

The Tops of 2007

No...not the geigh kind of tops. I know you were thinking it, Coco and Q! (D) to bof a y'all!

From now until New Years, I plan to do a list of my favortite...whatevers of 2007. This one will cover my favorite songs of 2007. The list will be split into two categories: Songs That Were Released in 2007 and Songs I didn't discover until 2007.

Without further adieu...

Songs Released in 2007/Songs on Albums Released in 2007 (in no particular order)

Wake Up Call - Maroon 5
Intruder Alert - Lupe Fiasco
Go Baby - Lupe Fiasco
Clumsy - Fergie
Am I Dreaming/Como Un Sueno - Kat Deluna
Amor Gitano - Alejandro Fernández ft. Beyonce
Ayo Technology - 50 Cent ft. Justin Timberlake and Timberland
Beautiful Liar - Beyonce ft. Shakira
Best of Me - Chrisette Michelle
Bed - J. Holiday
Bruised but Not Broken - Joss Stone
Amusement Park - 50 Cent
Wanna Lick - 50 Cent ft. L'il Kim
Champion - Kanye West
Circle/Circle Instrumental - Marques Houston
Cold As Fire - Britney Spears
The Coolest - Lupe Fiasco
Crown Royal - Jill Scott
Didn't I Tell You - Keyshia Cole ft. Too Short
Die - Lupe Fiasco
Do You - Ne-Yo
Dufflebag Boy - Playaz Circle ft. L'il Wayne
Falling Down - Duran Duran
Follow You Home - Nickelback
Forever - Jennifer Lopez
Get Gone - Amerie
Get Me Bodied (Extended Mix) - Beyonce
Gimme More - Britney Spears
Go Ahead - Alicia Keys
Go Go Gadget Flow - Lupe Fiasco
Gotta Eat - Lupe Fiasco
Green Light - Beyonce
Heaven Sent - Keyshia Cole
Hi-Definition - Lupe Fiasco ft. Snoop Dogg and GemStones
Hot Thing - Talib Kweli
If I Had My Way - Chrisette Michelle
International Players Anthem - UGK ft. Outkast
Kiss Kiss - Chris Brown ft. T-Pain
L'il Love - Bone Thugs-N-Harmony ft. Mariah Carey and Bow Wow
Lost Without You - Robin Thicke
Make It Work - Ne-Yo
Make Me Better - Fabolous ft. Ne-Yo
Makes Me Wonder - Maroon 5
Mirror - Ne-Yo
Ms. Philadelphia - Musiq Soulchild
No One - Alicia Keys
One Night Only (Disco) - Dreamgirls 2007
One Night Only (Soul) - Jennifer Holiday
Only You - Jill Scott ft. Erykah Badu
Ooh Ooh Baby - Britney Spears
Paint Me Over - Amerie
Perfect Lover - Britney Spears
Pop Bottles - L'il Wayne and Birdman
Prostitute Flange - L'il Wayne
Put You On Game - Lupe Fiasco
The Real Thing - Jill Scott
Roc Boyz (And the Winner Is...) - Jay-Z
Rockstar - Nickelback
Sexy Lady - Yung Berg ft. Junior
Sell Me Candy - Rihanna
Shut Up and Drive - Rihanna
Stronger/Stronger Instrumental - Kanye West ft. Daft Punk
Suga Mama - Beyonce
Summer Love - Justin Timberlake
Te Lo Agradezco, Pero No - Alejandro Sanz ft. Shakira
Teach Me - Musiq Soulchild
That's Right - Ciara ft. Lil Jon
That's What U R - Amerie
Until the End of Time - Justin Timberlake
Unappreciated - Cherish
Us Placers - Child Rebel Soldier (Lupe Fiasco, Kanye West and Pharell)
Wait For You - Eliot Yamin
What Goes Around.../...Comes Around - Justin Timberlake
What What (In the Butt) - Samwell
Whenever - Cherish
Why Should I Be Sad? - Britney Spears
World Wide Woman - Beyonce
Yahhh! - Soulja Boy ft. Arab

Pt. 2 ASAP!

Dramatic. Cunt.


Thursday, December 20, 2007

I Got That 'Rilla Looooooove

I know that this is an interview and I know that he's actually answering the questions but when I see his sexiness and his gorgeous eyes (although that screen shot is hurrible)...

...they might as well be adults in Charlie Brown's world 'cause I promise all I hear is "Wah. Wah-wah-wah-wah. K'nahmsayin'?".

Oh, Fiddy. What I wouldn't give to be able to feel tiny in your arms, make love all night and then wake up in the morning and cook you some cheesy eggs and fried bologna! *shivers in extacy*

Don't look at me like that, y'all! I gotta have someone to fulfill my needs until Mr. Wasulu Muhammad Jaco comes to claim me as his wife!

Oh, and Curtis...I lubs you. I really do. Oh, the things I would let you do!

I would let you beat it up and hobble my ass into the kitchen to fix you whatever you want no matter what time it is.

I would lick the muthafuckin' sweat off of your collarbone.

I would grab your ears and keep your ass well-fed (ahem) for DAYS.

I would practice Pliates AND Yoga just so you can twist my ass like a pretzel.

I would show you why somebody asked me if I was half-giraffe (context clues...STOP! Think about it!).


You pull some shit like THIS on me

And you WILL be fucked to the UP, mah nigga. *blows a kiss*

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Study This Melodic Flow

In "honor" of my former dealer (and current person in my heart even though he shouldn't and doesn't want to be) turning 21 in about 3 hours (2 hours if you're on the East Coast like he supposedly is), I've decided to post the last poem I wrote which just happened to be about him. I wrote this in 2006 in either late January or sometime in February on the L after our Spanish 101 class.

Rated "G" for Geekiness concerning "Sin City". And possibly "L" for Lame.


I'm straight up feelin' like Nancy Callahan
Wanting, needing, and craving a man I can't have
Like Dwight had his Gail
Even Marv had his Goldie
I can't help but want him on me
To know that he really wants me
And I'm feeling so lonely
And DAMN I want him next to me
Touching me
Kissing me
Caressing my body
Just to kiss those sexy ass lips
While his hands are on my hips
With his chest against my tits
I can't resist
Looking into his soulful eyes
I realize
I want him WAY more than I ever should
So...what's good?
Not a DAMN thang...

Winterland Fuckery

Yeah, I know it's not technically winter yet but dammit it shole look like it, so that's what it's a-gonna be, ya dig?


So...I was coming back from downtown where I was taking care of some business for La Madre de Reina when I saw this cutie on the same L car as me. Usually, I start sending out all kinds of signals and whatnot but that hasn't really been working for me so I decided to glance back every now and then and let him come to me. I also didn't say anything because he looked like he was tired and/or stoned and/or that he would punch someone out for even saying "boo" to him. He finally caught my eye and grinned. I motioned him to come and sit down next to me (gotta love those two-seaters) but he wouldn't. Ah well. I went back to listening to my iPod.

After a few minutes (and about 4 or 5 stops away from mine) he gets up and sits down in a seat facing me but quite a bit a ways (the L riders know what I'm talmbout. That section right before you get to the end of the car) from me. Again, I motioned (like an idjit) but he mouthed that he was getting off soon, so I said fuck it. He got up and stood by the door but two stops passed and his ass didn't get off. He asked me to come and (like an idjit) I did.

We made small talk, found out each other's names and I asked him if he had a girlfriend.

Him: ...Somethin' like dat.

Now, y'all know I walked off and left his ass, right? I sat my ass right back down and no more than ten seconds passed by before he beckoned me again.

Me: Ain't you supposed to had been off? (Yes, I talk like that from time to time.)

Him: Yeah, but I wanted to talk to you. Step outside with me.

Me: Nigga, are you crazy? It's cold as hayle out there!

Him: Come on, now. Please?

Me: *sighs and steps out onto the platform with him*

The only reason I did as he asked was the fact that we were pretty much in my neighborhood (and I knew a couple of people 'round there in case shit popped off) and we were just one stop away from where I lived. He started talmbout how he had his own car and his own crib and shit.

Him: Where you on yo way to?


Him: Whachu doin' afta dat?

Me: Um...eatin' my Italian Beef, thawin' out and goin' ta bed. *laughs*

Him: Why don't chu come kick it wif me fo a while?

Me: *looks at him like he's loco* Kick it wif you where?

Him: At mah criiiiiib. I'll take you where you gotta go and then we can kick it.

Me: I've had...experiences wif that shit, so...

Him: I ain't li--

Me: I ain't sayin' you are but I'm jus' sayin'.

Him: Iight.

Me: Um...I can be kinda brash so I'ma jus' ask you like this: Are you trying to fuck me or somethin'?

Him: *grins* I mean, I wouldn't mind...

Me: Oh, uhn-uhn! *CTFU*

Him: *laughing* I mean, we adults an' shit, ri'?

I forgot exactly what was said after that. Prolly just small talk and shit.

Him: So what do you do?

Me: *skrong ass side-eye*

Him: I ain't talkin' bout that, girl! Damn! *laughs*

Me: Oh. Um...*proceeds to tell him some shit* What about you?

Him: *beaming* I like to chill, drank, smoke, take care of my son and I got one on the way...


Me: *soundin' like a LaQuann'a* Oh, uh-UHHHHHHHHHNNNN!! *storms off*

Him: *grabs my hand* Hol' onhol'onhol'on! Lemme kids?

Me: *shakes my hand away* No kids. Don't see none for the future. Don't even know if I wanna have any. Nice to meet you *starts to walk away*

Him: Damn, it's like dat?

Me: *pats him on the shoulder* Chayeaaaah...Nice to meet cha! *walks off quickly*

What type of shit is that?!? How he gon' try to get at me when he has a child "In utero" as Q said the other day. Both her and my mother agreed on one thing: At least he told me! Can't fault him for that, I guess.

*sighs* It's too bad. I really could've used a dark-skinned Sticky Fangaz/Wesley Pipes hybrid. After all, Wesley is the genius that gave us this video (NSFW, dammit!!)

Sessy, right? Erf. And dude had flat-ass piano keys for teef but somehow, someway it worked. Ah well. Can't win 'em all, right?