tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61335912012-01-05T12:53:48.053-08:00My love... my hate... my opinions... my thoughts...my drama...my heartaches...my pet peeves... my theories... my joys... MY LIFE.Swaynoreply@blogger.comBlogger3561100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-83466851176805929912011-06-29T11:31:00.001-07:002011-06-29T11:56:37.255-07:00

Well helloooooooo blog!It seems as if it's been ages since I had a desire, the time, and substance to write. With that being said, there's no way I can begin to update you on everything that has happened since I last wrote. 30 has proven thusfar to be wonderful. :) In a few weeks I'll be celebrating my birthday again and I'm really excited. I sincerely enjoy the wisdom that comes with each year

Swaynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-7140699656725166412011-06-22T11:35:00.000-07:002011-06-22T11:38:05.959-07:00

Happy New Years!Okay, maybe not...but it's the first time I've even BEEN on this blog since 2011 started. What happened? I remember coming to read/write/peruse blogs many times a day. Now it's a miracle if I remember that I have one. Life has definitely changed. Unfortunately I can't talk about it now because I'm super busy at work. But I just wanted to say HELLO BLOG! I'll try not to forget

Swaynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-45027450469518124192010-09-30T11:31:00.000-07:002010-09-30T11:40:42.303-07:00

Can you believe that I'm 30?? Me! The big Three- Ohhh.I'm older than my parents were when they had me. And they were old.I'm older than my 6th grade teacher was when she taught me. And she was old.I'm older than any of the ages I used to put down on my MASH game.Do you remember MASH? I still like to play that game sometimes. It's amazing how over the years, your occupation, husband, income,

Swaynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-28900283966088466682010-05-28T07:50:00.001-07:002010-05-28T07:50:58.050-07:00

I’m missing my man like crazy. He’s in Vegas living it up…but he’s still calling me like 4 times a day. I love it. If it wasn’t for the fact that I’m staring at boring grey walls at work, I’d feel almost like I was there with him. He’s keeping me up to date with everything and I love him for it. I’m ready for him to come home though. I miss him a lot.I need a hug. LOther than that, I’m in a

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-23777777391064585262010-05-21T11:50:00.000-07:002010-05-21T12:03:51.402-07:00

WEEK ENDINGSo I see friday has snuck up on me again. I am not mad at that. I'm enjoying this role reversal. My week days are flying by and I'm actually able to take my weekends nice and slow. Amazing isn't it? This weekend is probably the last weekend I'll be able to say that. With next week comes a slew of activities. I'm looking forward to them and dreading them all at the same

Swaynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-72721435046481615142010-05-14T11:50:00.001-07:002010-05-14T11:56:58.967-07:00

Is it 4 o’clock yet? I feel like I’ve been at work for way too long. As much as I love Friday’s because no one is here and I don’t have to do any work, I also realize that I’m really really bored for that same reason…and boredom equals a LONG FRIGGIN DAY!But it’s all good. I only have an hour and a half to go. I guess I can use this time to do a few updates before jumping right in to the

Swaynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-71373787356174961482010-05-13T12:40:00.000-07:002010-05-13T12:46:11.925-07:00

It literally took me 15 minutes to remember what my password for blogspot was. When I was finally granted access to my old blogs, my heart fluttered.Am I really going to try this again?Yes. Yes I am!HELLOOOOOOOO BLOG WORLD! Oh how I've missed you. So much has changed. So much is the same. Both would have made great posts that I could look back on years from now. Nevertheless... I'm trying

Swaynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-37059814271095937072009-07-02T04:49:00.000-07:002009-07-02T05:00:31.906-07:00

So I wrote this whole post about my apprehension in my changing attitudes on things and this stupid computer lost it all! Blah! I guess maybe i didn't need to post it anyways.Well... since i no longer have a post...and I really don't feel like typing anymore. I'll just wish everyone a happy 4th!

Swaynoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-64418187155136001222009-06-26T06:10:00.000-07:002009-06-26T06:36:32.517-07:00

Like so many people, I was one of millions who sat in front of the TV and radio in disbelief yesterday evening. I couldn't believe that MJ passed away. Usher called me around 6:25 ish to tell me to turn to CNN. I almost didn't because I was rushing to choir and dance rehearsals. As I clicked my remote, a wave of shock came over me as I watched them tell me that everyone's favorite entertainer

Swaynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-20863414757958015832009-06-23T07:36:00.000-07:002009-06-23T08:21:03.038-07:00

HURTINGOuch! My arms are aching like nobody's business. I just started back working out because I'm gaining weight again. :( I hate gaining weight. Every time my clothes start snugging up on me, I get depressed and eat more. Then of course I find myself in a vicious cycle of weight gain, depression and over eating. ENOUGH! I got my big booty off the couch yesterday and blasted some music. I was

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-12915310428457118632009-06-16T05:55:00.000-07:002009-06-16T06:25:34.690-07:00

TIMINGAs soon as I got into my comfy bed and pulled the covers over me, my alarm clock went off and I realized I was dreaming.It's weird to dream about going to sleep a minute before your alarm goes off. Talk about waking up with an attitude. I was all like...Man, really??Apparently I was feeling tired in my dream and was excited about hitting the sheets...only to find that in reality, my day

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-86871547027246875812009-06-05T05:20:00.000-07:002009-06-05T05:53:14.708-07:00

...it definitely does knock you down!Ahh that Ke.ri. She sure knows how to write a song. I remember when we were kids in the M to M program (did anyone else have that?) at Henderson Mill Elementary school. She and her 2 sisters would get on about 3 stops after mine. We had assigned seats on the bus and Ke.ri and some girl named Chi-Chi sat behind me. Every morning I'd put my head on the

Swaynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-63128549567223809072009-06-03T04:54:00.000-07:002009-06-03T05:23:06.865-07:00

My alarm went off way too early this morning.As I groaned and pulled myself out of the comfort of my bed, I realized how bad I need a vacation.You ever have that dreadful feeling that you've somehow managed to get yourself stuck in quicksand?Well that's me. For the last year or so. The more I try to make things happen and will positive things to come my way, the more feel like I'm sinking in muck

Swaynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-91257241602237742452009-05-27T10:17:00.000-07:002009-05-27T10:49:56.067-07:00

It's a little after 1pm and I'm eating a Kielbasa with cheese at my desk. I usually watch Tyra in the breakroom during lunch, but today I figured I'd dive in and see what happens when the cursor and white space fill my computer screen.(10 minutes later)Yeah...so I don't know where to begin. Hmmmm. My dad's birthday is tomorrow. Hooray! I love my dad. :)It's kinda scary though when you see your

Swaynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-77877656448272082102009-05-20T05:26:00.000-07:002009-05-20T05:34:46.391-07:00

Is this blog still here?Really?....An old friend of mine emailed me yesterday to ask me why I stopped blogging.It took me a good 8 minutes to come up with an answer. I've asked myself that a few times this year. I've changed my work schedule so that I'm working 10 hour days, 4 days a week....so there's AMPLE opportunities for me to write to my heart's content...yet....I don't write.Lord knows

Swaynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-69142708363141283132009-01-06T13:24:00.000-08:002009-01-06T13:46:52.957-08:00

Wow what a ride!As I look back over 2008, a flood of emotions readily surface. It's been a heck of a year. But isn't that every year for me? lol I was lucky in love this year. Usher and I got back together around valentine's day last year and have been enjoying each other's company ever since. Our relationship itself this time around has been better. Of course I've had my complaints. Times

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-3849132231090276092008-12-01T09:12:00.000-08:002008-12-01T12:04:45.182-08:00

I almost forgot my password to blogspot. I used to log in so much that it would just keep me logged in. Nowadays my presence around here is scarce. Today I found a reason to write. :)In the past 5 years, I've told no one in my "real" life the URL to this blog. It was my fear that one day while perusing the web, they'd stumble upon my blog and be pissed at the things I've said about them, or

Swaynoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-10419954519598060312008-11-12T09:11:00.000-08:002008-12-01T12:22:47.087-08:00

So much has been going on with me.But somewhere down the line, I've lost the desire to write. The desire to share. The desire to be transparent.I feel as if I will one day look back and regret not writing down the events of this past month. Not sharing my feelings and vivid accounts. Memories are sometimes biased. Sometimes they aren't as accurate as one wants to believe. I'm a testament to that

Swaynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-11174873033484260062008-11-05T12:53:00.000-08:002008-11-05T12:55:26.586-08:00

I am so overwhelmed and elated that I was apart of history. Our new president looks like me. Isn't that something?!?I have no words right now.God is good.

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-66461145954774268932008-10-22T08:52:00.000-07:002008-12-01T12:08:34.290-08:00

“Maybe you’re there for that reason.” Those words hung in the air like a Cumulus on an otherwise cloudless day. She was so right. I was made to be the way I am because of the role I’d play in the lives of my parents. No one else could be my mom’s daughter but me.For the last 3 years, my coworker and I have had daily vent sessions about everything under the sun. I’ve confided in my co-worker about

Swaynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-40464703233755814502008-10-10T06:39:00.000-07:002008-12-01T12:07:11.945-08:00

I wish I had a best friend.Someone with whom I could share my most private thoughts without being judged, or given advise.A human version of this blog.A soundboard that I can just throw ideas off of without seeing a scrunched face or a raised eyebrow.My friends are wonderful people. They really are. But i've noticed when I'm having a difficult moment in life, they are not who I turn to. I don't

Swaynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-11898995764529895052008-09-30T09:07:00.001-07:002008-09-30T09:22:45.397-07:00

So here we are.On the last day of September.How in the heck did we get so far down in the year? It seems that the longer I live, the faster time goes. Pretty soon it'll be Thanksgiving, Christmas then 2009!!I'm honestly looking forward to the remainder of the year. Always hoping that latter will be greater than the former. I'm grateful that Usher is still at his job and I can finally focus

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-69948499991675209652008-09-25T09:22:00.000-07:002008-09-25T09:34:03.172-07:00

I've been taking this week to clean out my work inbox. I've been here for quite a while so I have an obscene amount of mail in my inbox. So I decided to go through them all, one-by-one and either delete, put into proper folder or let stay. I came across one and thought I'd share. I have no idea how true it is, but message was loud and clear. Sometimes the smallest things can save your life... or

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-90231097145560943382008-09-23T09:27:00.000-07:002008-09-23T09:49:10.977-07:00

Have you ever felt happy and sad at the same time?It seems crazy to me, yet I honestly feel both right now.It's like, I'm sooo excited about the fall, about Usher's job, about the fact that things are looking up... but at the same time, every time things finally look up, the underlying issues that broke us up the first time are still there.I took a class last week called Crucial Conversations.

Swaynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-66813468333606398492008-09-19T12:24:00.000-07:002008-09-19T13:05:35.322-07:00

I've been in a training class all week. So today's been busier than I'd like my Fridays to be. However, I've been itching to blog comment on all the stuff I've seen over the last month or so and I realize that if I don't at least try to put it on here now, I never will. So here's my quick and dirty on some of my thoughts about what I've seen on t.v.1. During the H. Clint.on's speech at the DNC

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-54119707888211578362008-09-12T10:28:00.000-07:002008-09-12T11:31:19.778-07:00

I wasn't planning to write today.Really.Today I planned to play a few computer games, peruse the blogs I haven't visited in a while, and just look on the web for the host of things I've told myself I need to check out. One being, the show times for the new Tyler Perry movie at the theaters close to my house.Well you know me, when I get there, I see a link to reviews/comments and I become curious

Swaynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-74346546825232878632008-09-11T10:07:00.000-07:002008-09-11T10:48:15.616-07:00

Dear God,I'm sorry.I'm so very sorry for ever doubting your love for me. After the incident with TG, my faith in you diminished so much because I felt let down. I felt that I made our relationship up. I felt like maybe I was a fool to believe in something that I never even questioned or had hard concrete evidence for. I asked You to speak to me. And when I didn't hear anything, I became

Swaynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-6795348001354220532008-09-10T08:42:00.000-07:002008-09-10T09:34:05.752-07:00

We MUST be coming up on Autumn.There could be no other explaination for the sudden re-appearance of the EX's. Ya'll know every year I always mention one of the oldies trying to make a comeback. I wonder why it's always in the Fall? Do men not like relationships when it's Hot? Do they already have someone when it's cold? I don't get it. It never fails. As soon as Sept/Oct/Nov hits...the

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-16908422282835085852008-09-08T09:31:00.000-07:002008-09-08T11:59:18.775-07:00

You know, every since my birthday week, one storm after another has just continuously crashed on the shore of my life. It's gotten to the point where I actually hesitate before answering my phone nowadays. It really got the best of me this weekend. I took bereavement leave on Wednesday to allow myself some time to grieve and to rest. All of the other situations I have going on has made me

Swaynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-52312919140307613172008-09-02T08:45:00.000-07:002008-09-02T10:24:15.945-07:00

It was 1988. Hot. Most likely summer.I'm not quite sure what I did but my mother was set on punishing me for it. Usually she spanked me, which I've always hated. I've been allergic to pain all my life and that will probably always be. I'd take "being on punishment" over physical pain anyday. Nevertheless, on this particular occasion my mother didn't think a whipping was sufficient enough. My

Swaynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-41956335527536597962008-08-26T08:06:00.000-07:002008-08-26T08:11:48.553-07:00

I miss working in our old building. While being downtown Atlanta is invigorating and quite a workout, I feel like we’re all packed in these little generic cubicals, running around like mice in a maze with no idea what’s happening beyond these four walls. I miss looking out my officle window and taking in the elements of the outdoors. I left my desk a minute ago in search for a window and just

Swaynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-38419631440551837682008-08-19T11:48:00.000-07:002008-08-19T11:54:53.837-07:00

I am feeling STRESSED!!!I mean like... so stressed my wig hair is falling out.Too much is happening. Work is crazy! I'm running around here like a headless chicken. Then trying to plan these birthday happenings by myself is really sucking. Everybody's calling me and asking me what we need to do for my mom...and for Usher. And I'm doing the back and forth thing! I'm soooo not a planner! This

Swaynoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-46035555281651855262008-08-15T11:04:00.000-07:002008-12-01T12:10:36.097-08:00

Did I ever tell you how much I love fridays? I did? Oh. Well ya'll know I'm good for repeating myself over and over again. It's a generational flaw. On both sides of the family. *shrug*Speaking of family, my great aunt died last week. On her birthday. How creepy is that. There's something quite depressing about dying on your birthday. I mean that's such a special day to me. I dunno. It was sad. I

Swaynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-9773994410355699842008-08-13T06:37:00.000-07:002008-08-13T06:59:16.220-07:00

I feel like I've been drugged up for a month. First it was the strep throat. Now its some unknown ailment that plagues my right jaw, cheek, eye, gums, temple, and forehead. Is it a toothache, an ear ache, a sinus infection...who knows??!!! All I know is the ish is painful and I feel like HOUSE popping these pain killers all day.But other than that. Life is good. I finally got my stimulus

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-36701859424513804282008-08-08T07:45:00.000-07:002008-12-01T12:14:30.933-08:00

ThisIt's amazing how much difference a week can make. A day for that matter. After telling you guys how incredibly GREAT my birthday week went. I've been having a few "complications" this week. Mainly it's been the fact that my freakin FACE hurts!! I mean for real. The entire right side of my face is aching like nobody's business. It started after dinner tuesday eveningwith a small irritation in

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-27899371012187476262008-08-04T08:54:00.000-07:002008-12-09T12:31:37.195-08:00

I can’t remember an overall better birthday than the one I was blessed to experience this year.No…I didn’t go on a cruise, or get engaged, or win the lottery for that matter. But you know what… Sway had a great mutha effin time!On Monday, my oldest friend Biah…not in age but in the length of our friendship…took me to dinner. She and her 2 month old, hopped in the back of my car and we headed to

Swaynoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-63815211400594425782008-07-28T08:36:00.000-07:002008-07-28T08:38:58.804-07:00

I love Mondays like this. The office is quiet. It’s almost time for lunch. I’ve done mostly all my work and before I know it, I’ll be home with just one more work day of this week. I decided to take Wednesday, Thursday and Friday off for my special day!Hey, I’m spoiled. *shrug*I have absolutely no idea what I’m going to do or where I’m going to celebrate, but since I didn’t plan a vacation,

Swaynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-84866501130007925372008-07-21T12:59:00.000-07:002008-12-01T12:19:43.427-08:00

Thank God for penicillin! A sista is feeling like a million bucks up in here! Ah! It's a beautiful monday. I finally finished this super long project I've been grinding away at for the last two or so weeks and what a big relief! I thought I'd never see the end of that. I gave myself a deadline of last friday, but after taking off last week to go see about my check which the stupid I. R-uh. S.

Swaynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-29752982813802582622008-07-14T12:39:00.001-07:002008-12-01T12:21:38.192-08:00

7:15am this morningcell ringsme: hello?doc: um, yes, this is Dr. ____ with Kaiser, We've been trying to reach you all weekend to tell you that initial results for your throat culture showed up negative for Strep, however after receiving the results from a in depth test, it indeed shows you do have Strep. I will send your penicillin prescription in and you can pick it up an any of our locations.

Swaynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-72250513295724790162008-07-11T08:41:00.000-07:002008-07-11T08:43:40.783-07:00

Blah! I don’t feel good.I haven’t felt “right” since last Saturday. I kinda wonder if being around all of those bizzillion people at Stone Mountain last Friday and the nasty bathroom with NO SOAP had anything to do with my current ailment. I haven’t had too much of an appetite and I’ve been seriously fatigued all week. I mean for real. Taking my shoes off or walking up my stairs was a major

Swaynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-13806214213458524032008-07-07T07:56:00.000-07:002008-07-07T08:08:03.763-07:00

*Disclaimer: While I will admit I may have some stalker tendencies, there is definitely no reason to be alarmed at the post below. It is for entertainment purposes only (although I’m guilty of a few of the acts below. Yikes!). Ya’ll know I luv my Usher! :)*Dear Mr. Moore,Although we’ve never exchanged more than a simple hello and a quick smile here and there, oh and those three times our arms

Swaynoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-56531521849047052822008-07-02T06:14:00.001-07:002008-07-02T07:17:12.544-07:00

So I lost my cell phone this weekend. I'd been asking for it for a while now. I always put it down somewhere and forget it. Given all that was going on, there's no telling when I lost it or where. I've ordered another one, but I've realized just how helpless I feel without my cell. I feel kind of crazy because before 10 years ago, I had no cell. I was just walking around earth all willy nilly

Swaynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-15604072814517249742008-06-27T07:47:00.000-07:002008-12-01T12:25:02.058-08:00

StealingOne of my favorite bloggers from a few years back used to categorize his posts like this. I used to think it was soooo cute and clever. Now, with me being such a rambler/subject jumper, I can definitely see how this is functional. So I figured I'd steal his format for today. :)Venting So today is payday and I've spent my check already and have about $100 to live off of for the next two

Swaynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-30251298854544946612008-06-25T06:08:00.000-07:002008-06-25T07:31:01.757-07:00

So your girl has been on the grind. I forgot that I wouldn't really have time to blog again last week because I went to a 3-day work conference after Usher and my tiring trip to Augusta. I must say, hosting a conference in your home town requires a lot more work than being a co-host in another city. I was up at 4:50am every morning and didn't retire to my hotel room until around 8pm. Those

Swaynoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-70025385905490788172008-06-17T08:13:00.000-07:002008-06-17T09:18:28.931-07:00

... but it’s my Monday because I took the day off yesterday. I needed it.Well let me be honest, I didn’t NEED it. I’m just spoiled and didn’t feel like being the only one doing all the work here, so I bailed. It was a day well spent if I do say so myself. My weekend was filled with errands. While everyone else was clubbing Friday night, I was at Wal-mart with my mom walking up and down each

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-30822735764354285522008-06-09T08:01:00.000-07:002008-12-01T12:32:30.108-08:00

I can’t believe it’s already June. It’s amazing how slow the workweek creeps along, yet the year shoots by with a blink of an eye. How is that possible. Last year I almost had a full blown panic attack when I started realizing how long I’ve been out of school and how I really don’t remember the years since then. Like really…what the heck have I been doing with myself? My life? My time? It freaked

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-74483920062215992722008-05-30T07:57:00.000-07:002008-05-30T08:04:17.303-07:00

I've been slightly depressed about finances lately. So much so that I've made myself physically ill.It's a tough spot to be going through your own issues and to not be able to vent, cry, or ask for help from ANY of your loved ones because they got to you first for the exact same thing.But just when I am at the very end, and there's no light at the end of this ever nearing tunnel, Usher gets a

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-83678842690656607462008-05-27T07:16:00.000-07:002008-05-27T12:28:18.828-07:00

There never seems to be enough time to relax and rest during the holidays. I was soooo super crunk on friday while anticipating the LOOOOOOOONG weekend. But here I am today....trying to figure out how it's already tuesday.My memorial day weekend was filled with sun, barbeque and family. Usher scooped me up from work around 1 on friday afternoon and I was grateful to be out of that place. Not that

Swaynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-72578544912050143462008-05-20T05:06:00.000-07:002008-05-20T08:34:23.990-07:00

Man it's early! *yawning*I haven't been to work this early in a while. It still looks kinda dark outside. I bet the coffee's nice and fresh this time of morning. I think I'm gonna get some. I don't do coffee much, but once I get on a roll, I stay there for about a week. Be right back...Okay I'm back. *sipping the coffee of the day* I saw my boss on the way down to Starbucks and she

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-30647189881228571872008-05-16T05:43:00.000-07:002008-05-16T05:47:32.298-07:00

So in about 5 minutes, I have an All Staff Briefing. We have about 600 employees here and twice a year, we all get together to talk about the progress our organization has made towards eradicating cancer and it's devastating effects. Not that this isn't important, but in my 5 years here, I have yet to stay up for the entire meeting. In my opinion, 9-12 is waaaaay to long for a freaking meeting

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-86675542757350275192008-05-09T06:01:00.000-07:002008-05-09T06:37:23.633-07:00

I LOVE FRIDAYS!!Payday or not. I'm in a great mood today. My back was hurting all yesterday and it's still a little sore today, but I'm genuinely in a good mood.There was so much I wanted to share over the week. I think I need one of those micro-recorders so that when I think of something, I can just record it and type it up later. Actually I do have one of those, but I can't find it. I

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-56273560471441439452008-05-07T11:49:00.001-07:002008-05-07T11:54:53.068-07:00

Okay I am officially in my lazy zone.I think I deserve to be a little lazy this week though. My weekend was super crazy and the week thusfar have proved to be the same. I'm enjoying all the running around though. It keeps me from complaining about living at home. lol I'm happy to report that my arms are feeling great! I've been staying out of the sun as much as possible and I've thrown all my

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-43193841767661888742008-04-30T06:02:00.000-07:002008-04-30T06:46:32.976-07:00

Ooooooooooh I am so ITCHY!!!!!I scratched my arms until they turned red and whipped up. I've applied my aloe vera gel... cold water....ice. Nothing is working!It's the sunscreen lotion.I know it is. I hate that I have such sensitive skin. This weekend Usher and I went to look at cars. I swear we were only outside for about 15 minutes. 20 max. It was nice out, so of course I was sleeveless.

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-89887940667268831912008-04-24T08:52:00.000-07:002008-04-24T09:34:31.412-07:00

Hey ya'll. *smacking on some gum*You ever feel like you have nothing to talk about, but still feel like posting something? Okay that's where I am today. I am sooooo not in the working mood, and fortunately for me, my work load is light. So I figured it would be a great time to just chit chat a little. Don't try to make since out of any of it cuz you'll probably make your head hurt. Anyways..

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-12789378238410686712008-04-21T05:55:00.000-07:002008-04-22T06:23:41.580-07:00

Goooooooooood Morning! *sipping on some sugar with a little coffee in it* It's about 9 am and I've already walked a 1/2 mile, balanced my transactions online, took a nap, ate, found out that it was national take off work day at my job (or so it seems), looked at a few of my favorite sites, updated my personal calendar and checked all my messages and emails. Whew! I guess vitamins do work. My

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-55197432978266646232008-04-16T08:30:00.000-07:002008-04-16T08:48:57.126-07:00

I’ve always been told that I’m a great listener. I used to think of it as a compliment. Now, I just think that’s what folks say when they see me getting frustrated because they are dominating what was supposed to be a conversation, but has somehow turned into them venting and me just listening. I had a friend ask me once why I was so quiet. My reply was simply, “because you keep talking”.

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-72794238562178558662008-04-08T09:09:00.000-07:002008-04-08T09:30:31.589-07:00

So the countdown has begun.I think my body knows it because I've been sleeping extremely long and very peacefully this last past week. Unfortunately, since some events have taken place since I last wrote, my moving money is depleted. This means that the nice queen pillowtop mattress I planned to buy this weekend is on hold. Every since I decided to move back, I figured I'd give away most of my

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-37899406171292198142008-04-02T09:08:00.000-07:002008-04-03T07:49:37.510-07:00

I AM VAIN.I’ve always thought I was a sexy mami. I spend hours primping in front of the mirror. Meticulously styling each strand of hair and perfectly applying just the right amount of liner to compliment my brown eyes. I pride myself on my smooth skin. No blemishes or bumps for me. My face was as clear as the air. Any minuscule imperfection would be hurriedly covered until further notice of

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-42413704341126605562008-03-26T07:15:00.000-07:002008-03-26T07:37:28.145-07:00

I’ve been having crazy dreams lately. One night I dreamt that I was asleep and when I woke up (in my dream) I saw my bedroom door and closet door open (which I never leave open). As I got up, I saw the front door to my apartment slightly open. That is my heart nearly jumped out of my chest. Something was wrong. Someone was here. I looked in one of my mirrors and saw a shadow of some legs

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-27959876536396647322008-03-20T11:44:00.000-07:002008-03-20T13:21:05.727-07:00

What a week! *plopping down at my desk*I have been BUSY!!!!! My immediate boss has an upper respiratory infection and has been on sick leave since monday. Since I'm next in line on the command chain, I've had to take over her share of the work for tomorrow's meeting with the Higher Ups. Blah! She always seem to get sick around the time major projects are taking place. She knows what she's doing.

Swaynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-77036747733768986452008-03-17T11:16:00.000-07:002008-12-09T12:31:37.969-08:00

Man,days like this I really wish I wouldn't have downgraded my phone. I sure needed my picture phone today. I felt like such an outcast.For those of you who live in Ga, I'm sure you've heard about the tornados that hit Atlanta this weekend. Well I work in Downtown Atlanta and judging from the weekend news, I figured that our building would be completely wrecked. My building, like many of the ones

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-24831370637458556142008-03-13T09:37:00.000-07:002008-03-13T12:28:52.322-07:00

So I played hookey from work yesterday. My parents are such bad influences. Monday I get a call at work from my mom to say that she and my dad won’t be reachable for a few hours (in case I called) because they were going to the movies. I look at the clock.It’s 1:50 in the freakin afternoon!!!Um…*blink* Don’t ya’ll neegro’s need to be at work?“We’re playing hookey” my mom laughs into the

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-62497030182177523802008-03-07T12:29:00.000-08:002008-03-07T12:43:47.543-08:00

Thank GOD it's friday!!!!You guys just don't know. These last two weeks have been very trying financially speaking. I get paid every other week and on payday 2 fridays ago, I knew I was in trouble.I gotta stop getting myself into these situations.My folks have been going through a rough financial time. My mom lost her job last year and was out of work for a little over 6 months. During that time,

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-30418390967626666992008-03-05T11:52:00.000-08:002008-03-05T12:23:58.617-08:00

...I’m bi-polar.One day I’m in a super friggin good mood for no apparent reason, and the next day I’m just down in the dumps. That’s not normal is it?It’s like… I dunno, my hormones are playing an april fools joke on me every day. I get up and have no idea how I’m going to be feeling by the time I get home. It’s kinda crazy.Anyways… it’s Wednesday and the IT guy just came by my desk to give me a

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-33135092568824022942008-02-26T06:49:00.000-08:002008-02-26T07:18:27.962-08:00

I'm sleepy.So what else is really new. lol*sipping my mint tea*I really don't have much to say today. But I've been enjoying blogging again. I don't know how I gave it up so easily all last year. *shrug*I love being able to just...type. It doesn't have to be about anything. Or it could be about everything. I like it.Anywho. It's tuesday....and rainy.I got to work and found that alot of my

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-55413408350039670032008-02-25T06:25:00.000-08:002008-02-25T07:33:32.759-08:00

Why does my office smell like bologna?No really, I need answers. I just DON'T understand. It's crazy!*sigh* So it's monday. I thought I'd be cranky, but i'm not. I stayed up til 2:30 in the morning watching The Chronicles of Riddick with Usher. I remember seeing that with AM a few years back but admit that I couldn't remember much about the movie because we sneaked in and I was more concerned if

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-26780830697756555152008-02-22T11:17:00.000-08:002008-02-22T11:34:56.070-08:00

So I celebrated v-day yesterday.It was quite a messy, dark, rainy, cold day. But we managed to find a bit of warmth in knowing that this is our first "romantic" outing since we decided to slowly work on a better relationship.I had fun. I wasn't too fond of the food's amount/quality/price ratio, but I enjoyed the ambiance of Ray's in the City. Our waiter reminded me alot of my first real boyfriend

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-24949485699905540832008-02-20T08:56:00.000-08:002008-02-20T09:01:01.285-08:00

I’m in love. *swooning*Today I woke up and the birds were chirping louder than usual. My commute was shorter, the sun was brighter, my work was lighter.*happy sigh* It must be because I’m in looooove!I’m not afraid to say it! I’ll shout it from the mountain tops.I’M IN LOVE WITH MIKE BIBBY!!Okay you’ve known that for how long, 3-4 years? lolI wrote about my excitement for this man a while back. (

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-28657713975441083092008-02-15T12:56:00.000-08:002008-02-19T07:40:37.321-08:00

I love days like today. I feel like Ice Cube. Today is definitely a good day. I guess it's the universes way of helping make up for the not so good day I had yesterday. lol I went all out this year for valentine. Usher told me to pick any place i wanted...and well...ya'll know i can be extra. I chose a nice, high-end restaurant in Buckhead which we had to be put on a waiting list for. They

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-45186831390598049682008-02-11T13:02:00.000-08:002008-02-11T13:24:45.609-08:00

Feb 1st, 20086:45 amI am a person of routine. I don’t mean to be, but I find that getting into a habit helps me remember things that I normally wouldn’t remember. Like taking my vitamins…or making sure my plants are fed. For the last year or so, I’ve had the same routine. I yawn and stretch before moaning about getting out of my cozy bed. It’s usually still dark, and I don’t mind since I’ve

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-64809049496340124052008-02-06T09:54:00.000-08:002008-02-06T11:31:06.115-08:00

Thursday Jan 3rd, 2008I’m back at work and I’m soooo not feeling it. I’ve been waking up late everyday… staying out late every night. Eating everything in sight then burning it off with dancing. I NEED to be rich so that I can have this kind of lifestyle. This 8-5 thing isn’t for me.I am met at work with loads of assignments. It may have been a new year, but it was the same ole work. People ooohh

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-15032932234341645282008-02-01T09:14:00.000-08:002008-02-01T11:01:09.186-08:00

Saturday Dec 29th, 20077:45am*yawn* I pull up in the parking lot of a Buckhead plaza and see a few cars. None of them look like my friends’ cars so I find a spot close to the only thing that seemed to be opening soon and smiled.A sign read Buckhead Spa.YES! I love spas! This has to be our surprise. Nothing else is showing any signs of opening soon.I look at myself in my vanity mirror and pick at

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-62240603432642060362008-01-30T09:13:00.000-08:002008-12-09T12:31:38.294-08:00

Friday Dec 28th, 2007continued...“Ummmm. Hooow did you get my number?” I questioned.“Your cousin gave it to me.” He said confidently.Great! So he has both of our numbers??? WTH?As if sensing my confusion, he began explaining that she had took a few more “provocative” pictures towards the end of the night and he wasn’t able to develop them then. She gave him her number so she could pick them up at

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-91161715556625346462008-01-23T13:22:00.000-08:002008-01-30T09:32:59.784-08:00

Thursday Dec 27th, 20076:45pmCell rings.Cousin: Hey girl. What u doin?Me: Nothing much. Enjoying my time off. I love not having to work!Cousin: So we still on for tonight?Me: racking my brain trying to figure out what she’s talking about. Ummm…Cousin: I KNEW you were gonna forget! Girl, we supposed to be going to the strip club tonight!!Me: Oh yeah. I was so not excited. Okay I did forget. What

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-67498503486006588992008-01-17T11:48:00.000-08:002008-01-17T12:01:19.713-08:00

Tuesday Dec 25thChristmas Morning"MERRY CHRISTMAS BABYGIRL! " My dad yells from the hall.Wow, he’s in a good mood. He didn’t really want to go the mountains either so I guess he’s happy now. We usually go to Church on Christmas Day but since our cabin plans fell through at the last minute and we don’t have a Church home anymore, we slept in for the first time ever.I look around and find my phone.

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-69994853740265954252008-01-15T13:38:00.000-08:002008-01-15T13:47:38.641-08:00

Life is happening faster than I can type. I have so much to say. So much has happened. So many emotions are surfacing. I wish I could just spend my days writing. I need to get it all out.I'm sure I will. It's just taking longer than I thought.Before I leave for the day... I just wanted to update you on something I didn't think could wait any longer.Although it may be a while before I really write

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-31209942239703792972008-01-09T12:12:00.000-08:002008-01-10T06:06:08.735-08:00

Dec 23rd, 2007 5:20pmI shut my apartment door and let out a long sigh of relief as I leaned up against it.Finally home.My parents act as if they aren’t going to see me everyday all day for the next 5 days in the cabins. I am soooooo not looking forward to this.I strip off my Church clothes as I make my way to my closet. I hadn’t even started packing yet…and we were supposed to be leaving in a few

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-8134464624829596572008-01-03T12:06:00.000-08:002008-01-03T12:18:45.195-08:00

Friday Dec 21st 2:30pmI slung my bag over my shoulder and looked back at my desk. Spotless. I wanted to have a clean desk to come to in the new year. With a sigh, I proceeded down the hall and on my way home for the holidays. Tonight was my last night at Target and only 3 people knew. I’m not sure why I’m so secretive. I didn’t mean for it to be, but, I didn’t want a whole lot of hoopla. I

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-855089233592834772008-01-02T11:25:00.000-08:002008-01-02T11:29:16.652-08:00

Wow!What a holiday! This may have been one of the best holiday's yet!!!! Not that much happened... but I don't know. Maybe it was so wonderful because I expected it to be bad. I mean, I really had low expectations. I was downright not looking forward to it. But I'm so glad that everything worked out right.Since I decided to come to work today instead of starting back next monday, I figured

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-16136977976928426362007-12-21T07:27:00.000-08:002007-12-21T07:37:59.731-08:00

Well today is the close of a small chapter in my life. It’s my last day working at Target and I feel bittersweet about the whole thing. I’ve had this second job since I moved in April. I’ve had NO time to enjoy my place because I was always working. I’m excited about being able to get ample sleep, take care of my place, and enjoy my free time. However, I’m a little sad that I won’t be seeing

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-6257126648923724362007-12-18T07:53:00.000-08:002007-12-18T08:04:24.268-08:00

I cried last night.I was in my bathroom taking out my contacts when I noticed that my ear lobes were dirty. lolWell not like…filthy dirty. But you know, I wear earrings a lot and I just felt like it was a good time to disinfect my earlobes with alcohol. So I’m rubbing my ears and looking at how weird it looks to just have little holes in my ear. I know it’s common but do you ever think about

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-59849149310662201742007-12-14T08:59:00.000-08:002007-12-14T11:49:01.695-08:00

My mom is a boss.She can't help it. She's a leo.. first child of 7...AND she had to raise them all while my grandmother worked.She's at her best when she's able to tell folks what to do. lolBut don't get me wrong. She's the sweetest person you'll ever meet. A few years back, my mom had to quit her job and it put a strain on our family financially. It was around November when she met this homeless

Swaynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-23823665433516891432007-12-13T06:48:00.001-08:002007-12-13T07:06:02.367-08:00

ask me to do ANYTHING, it is ON!!!!Okay I know I'm supposed to be writing about Church but as you can already see, I'm too busy doing everybody elses work to have a breather to write anything. You know, I'm grateful for a job. But I tell you the truth, folks ain't right up here. It's one thing to need assistance with your work, but it's an entirely different thing when you taking advantage of

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-65846890483222871692007-12-07T13:26:00.000-08:002007-12-07T13:27:58.002-08:00

I saw a video once. It was of a little girl with black and gold bows in her unruly hair. She was in the front of a group of about 15 people in a navy silk robe with a gold sash. She was the cutest little thing I’ve ever seen. I never knew they made choir robes that small. Anyways, someone in the background told her to sing. She was not the shy type. This four year old began to sing/shout

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-55307357875290389542007-12-03T13:03:00.000-08:002007-12-03T13:26:59.168-08:00

...was definitely one for the books. At the beginning of April, I took on a part time job at Target to help offset the ridiculous rent I was now paying and to allow for “spending money” I’m so used to having. Well little did I know, between Target and my full-time, I really had no time to “spend” anything. (although I wasn’t saving either… I need to figure out where the heck my money went)

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-21871244468264061562007-11-30T09:01:00.000-08:002007-11-30T12:34:36.704-08:00

The closer I approach 30, the more excited I become. I guess I’ve always felt that wisdom come with age. I’m now learning that it really comes with the byproduct of age: Experience.It’s a beautiful thing to see yourself growing up…maturing…evolving…learning.Although it may not seem like it at times, I truly am learning some things.My breakup with Usher as you know stunned me. Everyone knows that

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-38958264378392392212007-11-19T12:26:00.000-08:002007-11-19T12:39:29.894-08:00

A week after I wrote my last post, Usher and I parted. As with any break-up from someone you truly love, this devastated me.I'd imagine that I'd be a pro with heartbreaks by now, but each time it gets harder and more painful. This is a man I never thought I would fall in love with. And once I did, I never thought our love would end. Well my love for him still hasn't ended, but our relationship

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-10669027894442872562007-11-06T11:35:00.000-08:002007-11-06T11:59:06.584-08:00

I can't believe it's 4 days short of a year since I quit blogging. Blogging was my thang!! But you know when you have nothing left to say, it's time to pack up and go. One day I just decided to stop and I never really looked back.Until now.It amazes me how almost a year later, the urge to pour out my heart has returned. I doubt I'll post as much as before...but this blogging thing works wonders

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-1163183485094332362006-11-10T07:49:00.000-08:002006-11-10T10:40:58.756-08:00

QUIT DIS B****!!! (C&D '06)It's been 3 years.I've laughed...cried.Got mad...got glad.Went from "he's so wonderful" to "he ain't sh**!"3 years of my life is here...and i think it's time to call it quits.Blogging has been a great joy for me. In fact, I may start an entire new blog one day...who knows. All i know is right now... i know it's time to throw in the towel for Perfect Chaos.I will be back

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-1160512939465930572006-10-10T12:59:00.000-07:002006-10-10T13:42:19.683-07:00

Things aren’t going too well in the land of Sway these days. Things have gotten to the point where the only way I can drift off to sleep is by tricking my mind into concentrating hard on what I’d do if I won the lottery.Problem is…I don’t play the lottery…so I have a pretty slim chance of that ever happening.I swear it is ALWAYS something isn’t it? Does life ever have a “smooth sailing” year for

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-1159971019531274782006-10-04T06:59:00.000-07:002006-10-04T07:11:02.986-07:00

David was nothing like my first love, GT. GT was shy but quietly strong. Dark with a dazzling smile. He was serious about school and continuously talked about his goals. He was one of those guys most girls labeled as a “nice guy”.David…however, was not like that. He was a complete showoff. Always entertaining a crowd…always making jokes…always dressed as if he was Tyson Beckford. Actually, I don’

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-1159795581466095442006-10-02T06:12:00.000-07:002006-10-04T07:10:47.943-07:00

Lakeside was a typical high school… there were groups and cliques everywhere. The cool and popular won “best dressed” and “Homecoming king/queen”…the chess and debate team were at the top of the class…and the jocks were just that….JOCKS! They had the prettiest women, got away with nothing short of murder, and everybody loved them.My 3 best friends and I didn’t quite fit into any of the pre-made

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-1159296999036759372006-09-26T10:55:00.000-07:002006-09-26T11:56:39.246-07:00

There was a guy.With me there's always a guy. I’ve always been that girlfriend who keeps herself a man. I know men aren’t accessories, but looking back, I guess I did kinda change them out like purses or shoes or something. When one man got old and worn out…I'd go get another one. I didn’t spend too much of my life single. Sometimes I feel that’s a good thing…Most times I feel it’s not. *shrug

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-1158683151292473152006-09-19T08:11:00.000-07:002006-09-19T09:25:51.430-07:00

If you believe in God...If you believe that He answers prayers...If you believe that He moves right before we stop believing...If you believe...then I solicit your prayers.Pray for my strength...because it's running out...My faith...because it's smaller than that mustard seed...My peace...for there often is none...My mind...because it's in dire need of renewing...My heart...so that the heavy

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-1158165941649181212006-09-13T09:40:00.000-07:002006-09-13T09:45:41.680-07:00

You ever feel like you’re living the real live version of the Truman show. Sometimes I swear I’m on tv or something. Everyone can’t be experiencing the amount of random crazy things I see/hear/feel everyday. But then again, maybe they do.*shrug*Aaaaaaaaanywho...September has been a reflective month for me thus far. Everywhere I go, I’m reminded of the life I thought I’d be living right now.

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-1157647978788864302006-09-07T09:12:00.000-07:002006-09-07T09:52:59.293-07:00

August 15th9:52amwork phone ringsMe: Behavioral Research, Sway speaking.Usher: Hey Honey…whatchu doin?Me: Nothin. Just getting ready for this 10am meeting. *looking at the clock*Usher: oh okay… I just wanted to tell you this real quick. Tobie called me a few minutes ago. *laughing*Me: *feeling knots* Oh yeah?Here we go. What the hell does she want now. I hate when she calls. I hate hearing her

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-1156972003821703082006-08-30T13:56:00.000-07:002006-08-30T14:06:43.853-07:00

I’ve changed my mind.I’m tired of writing about Usher and I. Is that weird? How am I gonna be tired of us? lol I guess cuz I’ve realized that nothing new is gonna happen with us. We’re gonna fight, then make up until one day we either break up or get married. So when either of those outcomes happen, I’ll update you.Plus I went by a blog today and realized how tiring it is to hear about the same

Swaynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-1156354694130462332006-08-23T10:20:00.000-07:002006-08-23T10:40:01.876-07:00

Yay!It’s Wednesday and I’m not broke! I survived the birthday weekend with gas money to spare. *whew* I enjoyed every minute of my weekend you guys. I think I enjoyed their birthday more than I did my own.Both my mom and Usher are very high strung individuals…each requesting to have their every demand and whim catered to. Royalty in their own right…. or shall I say, in their own minds. *sheesh*

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-1155580518338293062006-08-14T10:50:00.000-07:002006-08-14T12:31:31.213-07:00

GodIsGood.Period.There’s no other way to put it. I’ve been struggling a lot this year with my spirituality as I try to sort through my changing views on life, my relationship with the Father, and my beliefs about how they coincide. But no matter what I feel, how confused I get, how much I think I don’t know… I keep coming back to these two truths. God is real, and God is Good.I just needed to get

Swaynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6133591.post-1155068731087225852006-08-08T13:18:00.000-07:002006-08-08T13:25:31.130-07:00

You ever ask a question you didn’t really want to know the answer to? Ever make a statement and immediately wish you could retract it? Well… that’s me right now… hoping that nothing more comes up. I am glad to report that no one died… but wow has this week been one big worry case after another.It happened just like in my dream…back to back to back…but WHAT happened was different. Right after

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