"JustTrina"

I wanna take this time to wish my baby brother a happy happy 20th birthday!! On this day, my brother showed up, stealing all my thunder. :-P But I love him so much, I almost regret being such a bitch when we were growing up! :-D I love you, Chris, and wouldn't trade you for anyone or anything. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE BESTEST BROTHER EVER!! Everybody be on the lookout, N.O.N. Entertainment and Vizion are on the RISE!! Hip Hop is BACK!! ;-)

For some reason yesterday, I was running RAMPANT with all sorts of energy. I was talking a mile a minute and was just...crazy. I was packing, doing laundry, working out, dancing, cleaning, chatting online, talking on the phone, trying to read and watching tv ALL at the same time. I couldn't focus on ONE thing and could NOT sit still to save my life. My friends all knew I was having an A.D.D. episode and pretty much let me rock. They've learned, I guess. Anyway, I was checking out MSN this morning (can't start the day without knowing what's going on in the world) when I came across this article about A.D.D. (or AD/HD, no matter what it's called they're both the same damn thing). Instead of focusing on the negative aspects, the aticle focused on the postive. It's awesome, check it out. See, I KNOW I have A.D.D., I just refuse to take any medicine for it. It will stunt my natural genius, if you ask me. But it says that I'm a wonderful, nice person who ju...

Hello people, I am BACK!! I had a rough couple of days there, but I'm back and ready to take on the world. I've come to many a conclusion and am getting some plans in motion. First thing: It's back to NY for me in May. I figure I should give myself a bit of a window to shut down things here in ATL and get it poppin' for the apartment in BK. Second thing: I hate Sundays. Football aside, Sundays are sucking. I always end up having some sort of heart to heart or painful conversation on Sundays. So from now on, my cell phone's off and my away message will be up EVERY Sunday. Besides, my 2nd job starts soon and I plan to work as much as possible to fund my 25th Birthday Bash. Third thing: I'm happy being single. There was a point where I thought I wanted a relationship, but that's not what I need right now. I wanted to be comfortable and happy with someone who allowed me to be myself. I didn't wanna go through the akward stage of "getting to...

The Keys to Your Heart You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free. In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved. You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring. You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please. Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with. Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment. You think of marriage as something precious. You'll treasure marriage and treat it as sacred. In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted. What Are The Keys To Your Heart? How You Are In Love You take a while to fall in love with someone. Trust takes time. You tend to give more than take in relationships. You need your space and privacy. You don't lik...

Your Birthdate: December 18 Your birthday on the 18th day of the month suggests than you are one who can work well with a group, but still remain someone who needs to maintain individual identity. There is a humanistic or philanthropic approach to business circumstances in which you find yourself. You may have good executive abilities, as you are very much the organizer and administrator. You are broad-minded, tolerant and generous; a compassionate person that can inspire others with imaginative ideas. Some of your feelings may be expressed, but even more of them are apt to be repressed. There is a lot of drama in your personality and in the way you express yourself to others. Oddly enough, you don't expect as much in return as you give. What Does Your Birth Date Mean? Your Personality Profile You are dependable, popular, and observant. Deep and thoughtful, you are prone to moodiness. In fact, your emotions tend to influence everything you do. You are unique, creative, and expressi...

I've been in a bit of a funk recently, and I can't seem to figure out why. Usually, if I'm pissed off or upset, it's related to a specific topic or event. Not the past few days, though. I've just had this overall feeling of...depression. I mean, I try to shake myself out of it, doing what I seem to enjoy, but it's not helping. I can say that I am officially unhappy. And people can tell. Everyone I've spoken to has asked me what was wrong. The Princess, the Goddess, Wendy, Raechelle, my brother, all of them. We barely get 30 seconds into conversation and they're asking me what's wrong. To which I don't even bother lying, cuz there's a lot on my mind and I have nowhere to dump it. Everyone else has a life and a story filled with problems and they don't need to hear mine. Plus, I'm a soldier, so I gotta take it and keep it movin'. I'm not afforded the luxury of being emotional in this life. Unless something phenomenal ...

So I told Wendy I recorded her last night and naturally, she told me not to use the tape. Which I can understand. I tried to explain to her that I was only using one segment where I asked her a specific question, but she told me to dead it. And I did. I knew it was going to be a problem cuz I know my best friend. So, the tape is getting erased and now I'm gonna tell Ricardo. The point being, what I posted previously about my friends running the risk of being recorded, that can be disregarded. I thought about it, and I can totally feel her on that, cuz I'm paranoid about people recording or listening in on my conversations as well. But since I've decided that I want to be in radio, it hasn't bothered me so much. I figure when I talk about people, I do it to their faces anyway, so being broadcast to an entire city shouldn't be a problem. I don't know, I just feel like I have nothing to hide. My friends put it best, I'm an open book to what I want to ...

I'm exhausted. Emotionally, physically and mentally tired. And it's only the 3rd week of school. I already need a vacation. And not to NY, either, I need a REAL vacation. I've got a new goal for my blog: I'm going to learn to post audio files. I've mastered links and pictures, now it's time to try and get my voice out there. I recorded some segments for the "JustTrina Radio Show" and would like to hear some thoughts and opinions. I've got a segment I did by myself and phone calls with my best friends. It was pretty cool, they didn't know they were being recorded, so the conversation was real, not staged. Luckily, I have to go to my brother's room if I want to record anything so I can't say that if you call me, you run the risk of being recorded. At least not until I get my own set up in my room. I'm really trying to get my show off the ground and get a buzz so I can start sending my CD to radio stations. Soon, soon, soon, this star ...

Another JustTrina-ism I'm famous for is my conversation ending "Don't be a fool, wrap your tool." I say it to everyone. From Kristy all the way up to my dad. I just say it to say it, I'm corny like that. And I don't care. Anyway, that phrase has never rung truer since the death of Supreme Court Justice William Rehnquist . Singlehandedly, Rehnquist was that ONE vote that maintained the majority to uphold the Roe v. Wade decision (pardon the redundancy). Now homeboy's dead. Normally, I wouldn't be worried, but things aren't lookin' too bright for the Pro Choice Movement . My cousin Richard said the other night that I should expect abortion to be illegal by next year. At first, I began to protest. Then I thought back to Bush's nomination of the oh-so conservative John Roberts and realized we may be in some trouble. With Roberts moving up to take Rehnquist's place, there's still a vacancy to replace O'Connor. O'Connor's a ...

I was thrown back to 2003 real quick the other night, talking to my bestest friend, Ricardo James. We talked for over 4 hours, just catchin' up and chattin'. It was awesome. It reminded me of the times when we would stay on the phone until the sun came up, startin' with free minutes at 9 every night. We were on the phone talkin' about this and that til about 4 a.m. when I finally gave in and went to bed. I love talking to Ricardo, though, because it just reminds me how great my friends are. My daily 7:30 a.m. phone calls with Wendy just remind me of that. So we were talking about everything and laughing at ourselves and each other for forever. It was so much fun. We shared our dreams, our goals, our ideas and our plans. We also reminisced on our thoughts of the past, like the radio show we were gonna do together and how much fun it would be to make a stab at it again. Ricardo gave up some guy trade secrets and I betrayed my sex like I always do and we laughed ...

How do I express myself? How do I explain to a man that I'm in love with him and he hasn't had to do a thing? That he consumes my every waking thought and most of my dreams? That I think of him and my mood is instantly lifted and a smile comes to my face? That I sometimes (most times) imagine how I'm gonna tell him how I feel and get the very reaction I've always dreamed of? Why is it that my very best friend can see things I don't and tell me to be nice, when I'm really not thinking about how I'm being at all. Why do I have to get cursed out to realize that this is the time to face my emotions? For someone who can so clearly and concisely get her thoughts down on paper, why is it so hard to verbalize the VERY same things? I ask again, how do I express myself? How do I express to my brother that what he feels is simply infatuation and not full blown love? He doesn't understand that it's not love when you're the only one making moves. ...

I just wanted to go on record saying that I apologized. To a man. Profusely. Like, "I'm a bitch and I am SO SORRY" apologized. And I never apologize. Especially not to a man, unless I REALLY fuck up. This was in response to a wild out. With a curse word in it. Actually directed at me. I picked the wrong one to come at sideways and got put in my place QUICK. After all these years of bullying people and trying to cut through the bullshit, I got told off. I have truly met my match. And it was sexy as hell. I mean, Corey earned himself a coochie credit card, damn the coupons. I mean finally, a man who stood up to me and actually shut me DOWN. And not disrespectfully in any way. He gave back EXACTLY what I gave him. Just the kind of guy I've always described. Who says quantity is better than quality? I've had 29 year olds get nervous when I opened my mouth to let them have it. So yeah, I am nose wide open FOR REAL. I've been completely won over by...

I was on the phone with Wendy last night when she told me to tune in to NBC. They were having the telethon to raise relief for Hurricane Katrina. Now I haven't discussed the hurricane for personal reasons, but I will say that the devasatation caused by the storm is heartbreaking and I am sad to see all the pain it has caused. That being said, back to the story. So we were watching the telethon when Kanye West and Mike Myers (Austin Powers) came on. Mike read what the teleprompter said and then Kanye began his part. Except Kanye didn't read the prompter, he went off on his own rant about how he went shopping before he donated and he was gonna find out the maximum he could donate, bl-bl-bluh. Though what he was saying was very true, it sounded like he was really battling with his own guilt as opposed to expressing his dischord with how the situation was being handled. I was ignoring him when ya boy capped off the segment with "George Bush does not care about black people....

I had my daily phone call with Wendy this morning and told her about the Corey thing yesterday. To which she said, "Ahh, Trina, Corey got you. I ain't never seen a guy have you like that and HE, got you. AND, once he puts that slam dunk between your legs, you're not gonna know what to do with yourself!" Didn't help. I couldn't argue, either. All I could say was, "You can't tell, though. And DON'T tell him!" I wasn't gonna bother lying, cuz she was right. And that's why I keep her away from any guy I happen to like. Cuz my best friend, as much as I love her, will toss my ass RIGHT under the bus whenever she can. I'm surprised she didn't tell him that when we went to visit. Leave it up to her to cut through what my mouth is saying and put everything RIGHT into perpective. When I started telling her the story, she just cut me off, NOT hearing me. She said "He's gonna have you makin' poundcakes and lasagna...

If you know me, you know that one of my key phrases is "Patience is a virtue." And, if you REALLY know me, you know I rarely follow my own advice. Which means when it comes to certain things, if I really want it, I don't wait for it, I make it happen. And usually, I get it. Cuz I do it myself. Sure, I ask other people for help, but usually, it gets taken care of by me. And I can say that that's one of the qualities my friends both love and hate about me. I've been told "You never ask for help!" or "Why do you bother asking me if you plan on doing it yourself?" It's not my goal when I ask for help to take care of it myself, things just fall into place and happen to end up that way. Anyway, that's how I am and I don't do it intentionally. So the point of today's blog is to let everyone know that this morning, I decided that I was officially over Corey. And not the usual "I'm not getting enough attention so I'm shuttin...