"JustTrina"

Your Christmas is Most Like: A Charlie Brown Christmas Each year, you really get into the spirit of Christmas. Which is much more important to you than nifty presents. What Movie Is Your Christmas Most Like? Your Birth Month is December You love life and exude an outgoing, cheerful vibe. Blessed with a great sense of humor, you can laugh at adversity. Your soul reflects: Celebration, success, and wealth Your gemstone: Blue Topaz Your flower: Narcissus Your colors: Indigo, green, and blue-green What Does Your Birth Month Mean?

I've made 600 reads to my blog!! :-D Thank you all for taking the time out to read my mindless (sometimes senseless) ramblings and I hope you enjoyed. Looks like I'm not goin' to NY with my boo, the HOT TB (my New Year's gift to her, a license plate that says JUST that). It's 1,000 miles each way, not to mention my trip to Albany and that's too much wear and tear on her. Plus, I'm not too sure she can handle the harsh NY cold. So I'm renting a car to go up. I wish I could fly THEN rent a car, but it'll be better that way. I'm so exCITED!! I have no clothes, no money and no boo and I'm sure my dad's gonna stalk me enough to PISS me off, but I still can't wait to get there and chill. I got some plans, but nothing in concrete. I can't wait!! :-D Thanks again for helpin' me reach the big 600, I appreciate each and every one of you for it! Catch ya at 1,000!! :-*

So check this out. It's an entire website dedicated to what a former PR exec thinks happened to Dave Chappelle. Some of the stuff is actually crazy enough to be believable. Read and enjoy. I haven't blogged the past few days, I know it's weird. I've started to a few times, got to a point and just stopped. I don't know what it is, mid topic, I don't wanna talk about things anymore. I think it's a part of my new outlook on things. I'm 25 years old and ready to grab the world by storm. My birthday was Sunday (12/18) and it was...uneventful. I'm not too upset, though, cuz I'm headin' to NY Thursday and that's where all the people I would celebrate with live anyways. I'm ready to get the next 25 under way, anyway. I was telling Beckner (who called me to wish me a happy birthday, go figure. The boy was TERRIBLE when we were dating but he's the sweetest friend ever) that I was excited to be 25 and felt like my time to shine was on the h...

In the spirit of the holiday, I took this quiz to find out what reindeer I was. Turns out my guess was right. I love me!! :-D You Are Prancer You are the perfect reindeer, with perfect hooves and perfect flying form. Why You're Naughty: Because you're Santa's pet, and you won't let anyone show you up. Why You're Nice: You have the softest fur and the sweetest carrot breath. Which of Santa's Reindeer Are You? The description couldn't be more true, either. Take the quiz, see if the reindeer chosen fits you. Enjoy!

I've got an issue: I'm an "all or nothing" kind of girl, the worst kind. If I want something, I get it. All by myself. I've pretty much made needing a man in my life moot. I'm at the point where I feel like a man can do nothing for me, so I'm not nice to them. I use men I'm ashamed to say. I use them for the one thing I can't do for myself and that's sex. I mentioned making men statistics, and it's true. Someone once said I acted like a guy the way I talked about and went after sex and they're right. I spoil myself, from Godiva chocolate to going home to getting my hair done. I know what I want and if I don't get it (a rarity, seriously), I either move on to the next or let it go cuz something else has caught my attention anyway. I've dated the flyest of shorties and have *cough* "conquered" the unconquerable just to say I did. I'm cute, I cook, I clean, I fix things, I bake, I take care of myself. I...

Check this out! Forbes (yes, Forbes, one of the leading financial magazines in the COUNTRY) has a Top Ten list. These maniacally rich geniuses have comprised a list of the top ten reasons to get plastered during the holidays. The article also has more reasons why NOT to drink as well (it IS a respectable circular, after all) but the list of reasons why is so much funnier!! Here it is: Forbes 10 reasons to drink during the holidays • You can tolerate your in-laws • Beer goggles -- who said the holidays have to be lonely? • Why eat your calories when you can drink them? • You give the best gift...alcohol • New Year's resolutions seem attainable when you're drunk • You love everyone...and everyone loves you • Be the funny guy at the party • Drinking in winter means staying warm...or at least feeling like you are • You bring spirit to the occasion, literally • The holidays go by much quicker Source: Forbes.com Now THAT'S comedy!! I mean, I partake during the holidays, but now ...

SubUrban Underground Launch Party When: Wednesday, December 7th Time: 10 pm - 2 am Place: The Armory, 836 Juniper Street, Atlanta, GA 30308 Price: $10, $5 w/ college ID Dress: Grown n' Sexy If you're in the area, come out and show your support!! AJC's comin', ATL Buzz is gonna be there, it's gonna be QUITE the shindig!! See ya there! :-D

To My Ultimate BK Shorty: Shawn, I wanna take the time out to wish you a happy and healthy 36th birthday. You may not know it, but the impact you've had on my life is now, and forever will be unmatched. You introduced me to real original flavor and showed me you were the one beyond a reasonable doubt. You've shown me things in your lifetime and layed the blueprint too many try to follow but never seem to get. You let us know the city was yours and even though there was no love in the heart of it, you would not lose. You let me know there were gonna be haters but no matter what, all I had to do was brush the dirt off my shoulders, know it wasn't personal and that no one could knock the hustle. You did things your way and was always on a paper chase. You've ridden your way out the hood now and I'm happy for your success. You were there for me in times when others weren't. When dudes were actin' funny, you just wanted to love me and make me throw my han...

Ne-Yo - 12219 Music Video Codes By: BigTimeVideos.com This is dedicated to WadeeNina, my homegirl!! Her favorite song has now become one of mine!! You knew it first, though, like me and Jay-Z! :-D Couple more weeks, it'll be me, you, my kitchen, some apple martinis and whatever guest we decide to invite over on the late night tip!! We're the unstoppable combo, lockin' down shorties left and right!! Put us together and dudes are beggin' to become statistics!

Let's talk about the new NBA dress code . After all the uproar and upset over not being able to go to games in a white tee and some jeans, I must say the boys look damn good. Everyone from AI to Jason Kidd is lookin' good enough to eat. Ladies, if there was ever a time to get into sports, it would be now. If not for the pure enjoyment of it or the bonding with your boo, then for the eye candy these handsome fellas are providin'! Enjoy... All right, it's December 1st, which means a few things. First, it's 3 days before my ultimate BK shorty's birthday (blog to be posted later). Second, it marks the 17 day countdown to another big person's birthday (wink wink cough). Third (and most important), December 1st is World AIDS Day. I heard a staggering statistic yesterday: AIDS is on the rise again. Apparently, there's a new generation out there that again feels like they're untouchable and are goin' around bangin' their brains out. Now, as a young ...

You are a Great Girlfriend When it comes to your guy, you're very thoughtful But you also haven't stopped thinking of yourself You're the perfect blend of independent and caring You're a total catch - make sure your guy knows it too! Are You a Good Girlfriend? Ha!! I've said it before and above is the bonafide proof!! The defense rests...

So I was watching Hitch the other night when a strange thought struck me. For those of you that don't know, Hitch is basically a cyrano-esque movie where this Romeo/Casanova helps hopeless duds get the women of their dreams. A few strategically placed items, smart ideas and a kiss is all that's needed to make these goddesses fall in love with the losers. "Any guy can sweep any girl off her feet, he just needs the right broom." Good movie, I've enjoyed it before, which is why something in it has made me decide to blog it. I was watching the movie and it made me angry. It just rubbed me the wrong way. Not even Will Smith's flyness was enough to distract me. I told my friend he reminded me of Hitch after I saw the scene where he pulls a beautiful woman (who I didn't think was all that, her veneers were VERY obvious, but that's neither here nor there) away from a crowd of men by handing her money and giving her a drink order like she was a waitress. She o...

With the holidays fast approaching, the focus tends not to be on what you actually have, but what you're missing. And that something is usually a significant other (lack thereof, actually). When you're with family, they tend to want to play catchup and the questions feel more like a federal interrogation. "what ya been up to?", "When you gettin' married?", "Where's your boyfriend?", "You've got a degree and you do what?", "What happened to that nice young man you were talkin' about last year?" As uncomfortable as those questions seem, the silence in waiting for your answer is worse. Your face starts to heat up, sweat breaks out on your brow and the only thing you think about is the quickest way to make your escape. These people have done nothing for you, yet your answer to them will either make or break your evening. Well, have no fear, MSN has come up with this article to help you deal with the "Triple F...

Ladies, meet Vic. Vic's the cutie I met at the Ohio State game. Vic's FLY. Wanna know the story? Too bad, it's my blog and I feel like sharing. I was at kegs n' eggs at American Pie, where I go with Kristy and her family to watch the Ohio State games. I saw this fine specimen of a man and instantly thought, "Wendy." She's into that whole black Japanese baby daddy thing, so when I saw him, I knew he was perfect for her. So I told Tanya (Kristy's sister-in-law) to give me her phone so I could take his picture and send it to Wendy. She didn't think I would and gave me the phone. I made my way over to Vic and asked him if I could take his pitcure to send to my best friend. He laughed and blushed and basically told me I freaked him out. Which I was okay with. I apologized and started to walk away when he caught me and said, "You know what? What the hell, I'll take the picture." The rest is history. I took the picture, sent it to Wendy and ...

Is it wrong that I think I'm THIS fly? This is my avatar. I may be this FABULOUS, but I'm a little wishy washy on the flyness factor. I mean, I know I'm fly, but THIS fly? That's a little conceited. And I don't do conceit. To be single would be a sin! To THINK, I've never been kissed on New Year's! :-D And 500 reads!! AWESOME!! So, my blog is about 8 months old and has been stumbled upon (or purposely sought) almost TWICE a day!! :-D Thanks guys, makin' my mark in the cyber world means so much. I gotta think of somethin' special for my readers out there. Stay tuned cuz once I figure it out, it's gonna be BIG!!

I just wanna say something and I hope you're all not shocked by this revelation: I'm human. Not only am I human, I'm a woman. That means that, more often than not, I'm susceptible to what I call emotions. You know, emotions. The things that make us happy, sad, mad or just plain blah. We've all got 'em, it's just that men and women are affected by and react to them differently. Just because I feel like I'm a guy and am immune to reacting to my emotions, something happens to remind me that I am in fact, of the female persuasion. Meaning unsafe. So something's happened to me over the past few months, something I've definitely been fighting for quite some time now. If you look at it, I kinda cut off my nose to spite my face. And I'm okay with that, cuz it TOTALLY fits into who I am. I want something, I sabotage myself, right on pace. So I liked a guy (maybe loved, but I'm not touching that one), screwed it up and now he thinks I'm psychot...

This is a cool survey I saw in Martini's blog and I'd like those who know me (or at least THINK they do) to fill it out. [01.] Who are you? [02.] Are we friends? [03.] When and how did we meet? [04.] How have I affected you? [05.] What do you think of me? ?[06.]What's the fondest memory you have of me? [07.] How long do you think we will be friends? [08.] Do you love me? [09.] Would you date me? [10.] Would you kiss me? [11.] Would you hug me? [12.] Physically, what stands out? [13.] Emotionally, what stands out? [14.] Do you wish I was cooler? [15.] On a scale of 1-10, how hot am I? [16.] Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it. [17.] Am I loveable? [18.] How long have you known me? [19.] Describe me in one word. [20.] What was your first impression? [21.] Do you still think that way about me now? [22.] What do you think my weakness is? [23.] Do you think I'll get married? [24.] What makes me happy? [25.] What makes me sad? [26.] What reminds you of me? [27.]...

Wow. Floetry 's new CD Flo'Ology is HOT. It's definitely a classic. You can put it in your player and let it rock from beginning to end. It's been a while since I've listened to a CD like that and just wanted to share. Pick it up, it's in stores now! Enjoy...:-D

Are you f'n KIDDING me?!? It's barely been two weeks since Sheryl Swoopes "came out" with this nonsense and women's sports has been running amuck with rumors of lesbianism. The latest addition: Layla Ali . Ms. Ali is now divorced and apparently dating none other than singer/rapper/actress Queen Latifah , otherwise known as Dana Owens. My question is: What the HELL is going on?!? Okay, when Swoopes came out, I'll admit I made ONE comment ("All WNBA players aren't lesbians, huh? Way to go about blasting THAT stereotype") and kept it moving. I guess I didn't really think about the repercussions because I'm not a lesbian (sorry, fellas, that ain't EVER goin' down, I don't care HOW much I love you so get it out of your heads NOW), but it's made quite a ripple. There have been calls for the next gay male athlete to come out because apparently we're "ready for it" as well as endorsements to make sure everyone...

**** TODAY'S BLOG CONTAINS EXPLICIT LANGUAGE, SO SKIP IT IF YOU'RE SENSITIVE LITTLE EYES CAN'T TAKE IT...PUSSY**** "For a relationship to work, both people have to be on the same page. Both people have to have the same focus. We ALL know what that page is. We ALL know what that focus is. And what’s that focus? The focus is all about – HER. She’s already there fellas, she waiting for you to come aboard. Fellas when you wake up in the morning, you should look yourself in the mirror and say “FUCK YOU”. Fuck your HOPES, fuck your DREAMS, fuck your PLANS, fuck EVERYTHING you thought this life was gonna bring you. Now let’s go out there and try and make this bitch happy." - Chris Rock (Never Scared, 2004) I have this thing where I check up on my friends online. I read their away messages, visit their web pages and read their blogs. It's my way of keeping in touch without keeping in touch. Just because I don't speak to you everyday doesn't mean I don't t...

For some reason, certain dates stick out in my head. Like, March 5, I started talking to Martini again after like, 4 years of silence and we've been tight ever since. May 20th, Fabrice's mom's birthday. April 4th, a date I'll keep to myself. December 19th, Clarence and Clarissa Tucker's birthdays. May 10, the day I moved to Atlanta. September 6th, I got my boot off when I broke a bone in my foot. Some date in September, Wendy and I became friends. Just random dates. These dates pop to mind fleetingly and either cause me to smile, grimace or call someone. Which brings me to today's date. Six months to the day today is the first time I can actually remember Corey calling me. I won't forget, he called me to remind me that the season premiere of Family Guy was comin' on that night. Isn't that sweet? Dude disrespects me every time I breathe and I forget about it, but the one nice thing he did stuck with me (MESSAGE!!). So I mark today as our ...

I love Halloween. Not as much as some fanatics, but I love the colors and the kids dressed up. I love that you get to be someone or something else for a day. It's fun. So I'm back from NY, a trip that held many interesting surprises and upsets for me. First upset, on the ride home from the airport, my dad informed me that he was in fact dating the woman he'd cheated on my mom with. The same chick that gave my dad a birthday card before my mother was even cold in the ground tellng him their hearts could fix anything together. The same woman I caught him kissing when I was on a secret trip one day. The same woman who could've screwed my family up just cuz she wanted her man. The same woman I don't respect for the above reasons and more. She's not even fly (my mom was) and my dad is, so I don't know what he sees in her. She sweats him so he doesn't have to work, I guess. Either way, I'll never meet her cuz my mouth is SERIOUS and I will let i...

The dates: January 2, 2006 - January 6, 2006 The place: Las Vegas, NV The plan: ALL OUT CHAOS!! I'm goin' to VEGAS!! No more going to the local pizza shop to play Golden Tee Complete , I'm headed out west for the real thing, baby!! So far I've got my homegirl Veronica on board and I'm probably gonna ask Wendy and/or Ricardo. I'm SO excited!! Mike's gonna be in a Beer Pong tournament out in Mesquite and I figure why not support him WHILE makin' a mess in the biggest little city in the world!! And I'm goin', no one can convince me otherwise. Which means the 25th Birthday Bash may end up being no more, but who cares, it's VEGAS!! They say what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas. I say like I did in New Orleans, when in Rome...

All right, all right, I've been tagged by my blog mama, Ms. Cortney , to list 20 things about myself, so here goes: 1. That song "Lost in You," where Garth Brooks tried to cross over to pop as that weird guy Chris Gaines, LOVE IT!! 2. I learned the choreography to the "Givin' Him Something He Can Feel" video by En Vogue...And performed it for an ex. 3. I was once a size 20, huggin' a 22 4. When I was 20, I found out my dad wasn't my biological father 5. I wear a 36E bra 6. I may seem very emotional, but I'm the first person to call in a crisis 7. I have an obsession with underwear...worse than shoes 8. I love to drive and will drive anywhere, just gimme a reason 9. I secretly want to be on the cast of "Best Week Ever" 10. I, am the Queen of Queers 11. I sometimes dream about losing my dad or my brother and cry hysterically 12. I have a crippling fear of intimacy that I'm trying to get over 13. I love Jay-Z 14. I've struggled wit...

If you're a regular reader of my blog here, you know I like to think about things, analyze them and try to break them down. Usually having to do with love or sex. And today's no different so today I wanna take the time out to talk about what I like to call the "freak card." Now lemme explain. The "freak card" is pretty much what it sounds like. Much like a "coochie coupon," it represents the extent to which a female will go with a guy sexually. It's kind of tough, cuz a lot of people get caught up when they don't know the difference between an actual freak and the "freak card." A freak is a girl who likes sex. She knows what role sex plays in her life and understands she likes it. Sex is sex, nothing more, nothing less. No motives, no games. Now here is drawn a fine line. Men (and women) tend to think being a freak is equivalent to being a ho. So is not the case. A ho doesn't care who she has sex with and doesn't ...

Had to plug my boo Stevie Wonder , his new CD is out today and it's gonna be a classic (sorry, Corey, still no word on the new Michael Jackson release. Hope too many boy scouts haven't been hurt so far). So, after reading this blog, go out and pick it up. Ya know, people like to make it seem as though I'm a drama queen when it's really not the case. Sure, I get a bit worked up at times, something as small as a splinter gets as much attention from me as people get from lawyers handling accutane lawsuits (exactly), but still. You have to understand the method to my mad ness. I make the small things big so when the big things come along, I'm the calmest, most collected person in the room, tried and true. Anyway, on to the story... I was talking to my dad a couple of nights ago and our conversations are usually filled with him cursing unnecessarily and handing down orders of things he'd like done over the course of the week (I'm thinkin' I missed my calling...

Do I sell my Jay-Z tickets for a weekend of fun, or do I go to the concert, see my best friend and my family? I mean, I've been to NY once a month the past 3 months, but I wanna see Jay-Z. I also want some fun...The kind that's so bad it's good. Decisions, decisions. Dammit, I hate dilemmas!

Told you I'd work on gettin' music here, check it out! Jay-Z - 4719 Music Video Codes By: BigTimeVideos.com This may be more annoying than I really want, so gimme your thoughts.

All right, Friday is the "J.D. Power Rank Celebration Party" for my job. And, according to the Big Man (my boss), we're all attending. Which means I'll be working for about an hour and a half, sitting in a meeting til noon, then drinking until about 5 p.m. On a Friday. Open bar, with drink tickets flowing freely. Now let me explain the last office party I attended. It was back in April and went from 2-5 with free liquor. I was smashed. Inexplicably so. I don't remember much, but I do remember someone driving me home in my own car, performing "Proud Mary", tackling my brother's friend Terron, singing to my cousin and telling my aunt I was drunk and couldn't come visit her. What's worse, all that happened before 6 p.m. I fell asleep and woke up at 9 swearing off liquor for a while. Though I stick with my belief that I do nothing drunk that I wouldn't sober, that was one for the record books. Well, the plan this time around is to get drunk a...

I'm tired, guys. Tired of trying to make sure everything works out for everyone I'm involved with. It's draining and I can't afford to do it anymore. Since no one asked me in the first place, I doubt they'll be able to see a difference. I'm no longer going to set things up for people to become successful nor am I going to match my friends up in hopes of a wedding. From here on out, me, my mouth, body and mind are all focusing on ONE thing: myself. I'm not gonna worry myself with others' situations or try to make everyone happy. I am relinquishing my power over any and everything I may have had a hand in. If it makes me selfish, then so be it. I'm done.

We all know my thoughts on the whole "internet dating" ordeal. I just feel like the only people looking for "love" are degenerate perverts using the internet to sex up vulnerable singles. I can't say I know that for a fact but people I've spoken to have pretty much said the same thing, that you have to weed out the good ones. Wow, if I have to put all that effort forth, I may as well ACTUALLY date. Well, my friend Kristy has been "internet dating" some guy for about 2 weeks now and Friday she had her first face to face. She went about it the right way, I guess. It started out with emails and moved up to phone calls and moved up to an actual date. The guy lives in Crabapple (aka Ballersville) and seemed pretty nice, according to Kristy. So she went to meet him (after telling me her exact location like I was her personal portable gps handheld device) and called me later to tell me her next move. Which was to his house to watch a movie. At midnight o...

I went to the Alpharetta Wine Opener last night and got drunk. Not so drunk that I didn't know what I was doing, but drunk enough to want to reach out to some people and share some thoughts and feelings. But I didn't cuz I'm not a drunk dialer. What is drunk dialing, you ask? Picture this: It's 3 a.m., you're FUBAR'd and the object closest to you is your cell phone. You pick up the phone and start going through your phone book that has numbers of people you haven't spoken to in years but keep just in case they call you. You land on a number, usually an ex, a crush or someone you've decided you don't like and hit the "call" button. They answer, you let it all out. To you, the words make perfect sense and you're relieved to be sharing, but to them, it's mindless jabber. Mindless jabber that woke them out of their sleep, tore them away from their booty call or ruined their good time. Either way, you've got some answers (and questio...

I was talking to my cousin Debbie (the Princess) about dating last night when we ended up arguing about cultural differences. We're both Haitian, but I was raised Black American (that term itself is from the Haitian culture) whereas as she was raised with the culture deeply imbedded. I can honestly say I started "learning" how to be Haitian when I was 17. My friends all knew I was Haitian, but also knew I was basically in a Southern family. It's a long story, but I was kept as far away from anything Haitian as long as my mother could help it. That's just a little background, on to the argument. Now, Debbie and I are like night and day when it comes to men. She's not the sharpest tool in the shed and I cut someone before they get to use me. We're not only like that with men, we're liek that all around. I'm bookish, she's artistic. I'm witty, she gigles a lot. She's got numbers locked, I'd rather write a story. We're just...opposi...