"JustTrina"

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 ...