"JustTrina"

When your phone rings at 4:21 a.m. and a young man advises you that he is not a douche, contrary to how you may feel, he kinda grabs your attention. So this shall serve as a public apology to you, I concede this round. You are not a douche indeed, and thanks for setting me straight. Dream sweet.

Just had to share: I was walking downstairs from getting some air on the dock (where UPS parks) and about to hop on the elevator when a woman I've never seen before starts singing "There she is, Miss America." I tried to ignore her but couldn't help but turn around (curiosity will be my downfall, mark my words) to see who was singing and more importantly, to whom the song was being sung. When I turned around (and my face was none too pleasant, I'm sure), she smiled and said, "Yes, you, Miss America! You look lovely today." I said thank you and immediately opted to take the stairs. To the 4th floor. Cuz THAT wasn't creepy...

Why is it that when I'm interested in a guy, he's a complete dick but when I'm not interested, he's the sweetest thing to walk the Earth? Last night I met (or was followed by, depends on the perception) a young security guard at Phipps Plaza. I was there to see the premiere of School for Scoundrels (which was a good watch, by the way...and I find myself ODDLY attracted to John Heder...maybe I'm in heat) and Peter must've felt I need company. From parking underground to the movie theater, Peter followed me and wouldn't shut up. Now I'm not rude and don't need to be convinced to have a conversation, so I spoke to him while we rode up. I knew I was in trouble when he said, "Oh man, I wasn't even supposed to come up here," meaning he was so enthralled by my presence, he forgot to do his job. Realizing that, I went into deflection mode and turned whatever charm I had going on, off and sent him on his way. Waiting to be let into the premiere,...

Some things are just too easy to blog about!! What an idiot... What a way to try and get out of your contract, right!?! T.O. just doesn't want to play football. Goin' to the School For Scoundrels premiere tonight, look for the review later.

1) Open Letter to Falcons Fans I understand you’re upset, but you have to be honest with yourself, did you really think you had a chance? Stats aside, you’re not looking at the big picture. This was homecoming for the Saints, and the team’s been through a lot. With a hurricane ripping their stadium to shreds and not knowing whether or not they will even EXIST next year, the NFL had to throw them a bone. Last night’s game was one of emotion, not talent or skill. I saw penalties called that made me think I didn’t know anything about the sport, to be honest with you. But it’s over and done with, all right? You’ve got to move on, use that short-term memory the coaches are always yelling at the players about. There are other games to worry about and guess what? The Saints have to come here, too, don’t they? You’ll get ‘em then. Yes, Atlanta is the better team, but you have to remember that half of sports is politics. To think that the commission was gonna let the Saints lose and miss out on...

Damn his body is the hottest Got eyes that make me drown I see you boy... (I'll drop it low) He comin' up from the city (To tha flo') Yea he know what he doin' (Yea yea yea) He doin' that right thang (Yea yea yea yea ea) I never shoulda called him to my crib to do that night thang... 'Cuz I'm in lust wit a player He callin', he textin', he knowin' He got me real open I'm in lust with a player He told me from jump he was playin' But I ain't goin' nowhere cuz he's gamin' I'm in lust with a player.... Out of all the dudes he be the flyest No other guy can break me down, he got me gone (nose open wide) He got me checkin' my voicemails (filled with his lies) Yea, commands my attention (Yea yea yea) Did I forget to mention (Yea yea yea yea ea) I keep callin' him over to my crib to do that night thang 'Cuz I'm in lust wit a player He callin', he textin', he knowin' He got me real open I'm in ...

Let me go on record saying that I am not a jealous person by any means. One of the best pieces of advice my dad gave me was that if a man is going to cheat, 99% of the time it's got nothing to do with you. Words to live by that have shaped my outlook on relationships. But I'd also like to go on record and say that I am human. And I am prone to jealousy, bottom line. I'm not the chick from "You So Crazy" jealous, and half the time a guy won't even know that my jealousy has reared it's ugly head cuz I try to get over it ASAP. Jealousy is a personal emotion and is cause for unnecessary drama in relationships. Why the rant, you ask? Strange thing, I felt a stab of jealousy tonight and I don't know why. Over a guy I don't know, and that bothers me. But the jealousy made me think about dating and my age group. Pretty much, dating from 18-30 is shot to shit. As bleak as that may sound, it's true. Our generation has been raised to look for the next bes...

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First, let me just tell you guys that before 7:30 this morning, my blog has changed three times. First up was me talking about how I'll probably always be single cuz I don't stroke egos. Then came the idea of how tepid my sex life is and how sad it is that I have to live vicariously through my friend who was getting a pre-breakfast treat this morning. That brought me to the topic of this blog. My friend didn't get buns this morning. She was shaved, primped and about to get in her car when she got the call. Let me explain, she GOT UP at 6:30 (technically, I woke her up cuz I called to tell her I was jealous and wanted her to bumflick it once for me), got ready (dressed in "easy access" clothes), stretched and planned for a good time only to be told she couldn't come. (side note: I have my own thoughts about the situation that I'm gonna share. They have nothing to do with today's blog, it's just a little of my insight on the sitch*. He told her she c...

But I need a maid!! I mean, someone to come into my house every other week to clean up the horrendous mess that is my apartment would be nice. Don't get me wrong, there are no ungodly creatures lurking about or unsavory fragrances wafting through the air, but the place could use some organization. Every time I decide to spend a weekend at home to take care of it, I get sidetracked and end up just sleeping or watching TV. I did laundry last week and guess where it is? On the other half of my bed. Why? Cuz no one sleeps in the damn thing but me and it's a king. I'm just not motivated. I leave my house for work at 7:30am and don't see it again until around or later than 11pm. That's like, 16 hours where I don't even RESIDE in my house! Then, on the weekends, I'm usually running a movie train and just being a lazy bum trying to catch up with all I missed during the week. Then the cycle begins again. I'm just gonna have to change my life and manage ...

There are two things I love to do: make out and moonwalk. My favortie job has made my dream come true. Any takers, e-mail me and I'll enter you into my appointment book. I'm a good girl, but sometimes I love being single... See ya Saturday!!

Ever notice when someone's about to say something screwed up, they start with a disclaimer? It's usually something along the lines of "don't get me wrong, but," or, "I'm not trying to be a jerk but," and they follow it up with quite possibly the cruelest statement you've ever heard. That being said, let me let you all know that I love my dad. But he's a dick. And I've told him as much. Now just 'cuz my dad's a dick doesn't mean I don't love him dearly. Anyway, the reason I say he's a dick is because every time I tell come home, there's some sort of drama. At Kevin and Shirley's wedding, I was looking fly (everyone said so) but my dad didn't say I looked nice. I don't look for validation from him and didn't think about it until the following conversation with him the next morning: JustTrina: Daddy, my whole body hurts, man! G-Money: From what? JT: Dancing all night! I didn't get off ...

Before I start today's blog, I have a few announcements to make: First, I've been blessed with the opportunity to for a local radio station out here, All The Hits Q100. It's not something I've advertised because I honestly want to keep it under wraps until I'm a little more established there. I'm the newbie and the last thing I wanna do is tell the world something that may not last long. I haven't even told my dad (which I'm sure he's PISSED about). It's cuz I think my boss hates me, but that's all right, a lot of people hate me. We're both Sagittarians so that could be a factor. Or it could be attraction, who knows. I just know that sometimes he won't even look at or address me which in turn makes me snarky and distant. I know, I think way too much sometimes, but it makes me a worthwhile intern. So you can check us out online and drop your thoughts here to be passed on to the big guy. Second, Suburban Underground is picking up again ...

September 6, 2006 NY Post -- BEYONCÉ Knowles may not have gotten an engagement ring for her 25th birthday from her man Jay-Z, but she got something better. Jay took his longtime sweetheart to the Time Warner garage early yesterday morning and surprised her with a 1959 Rolls-Royce convertible, said to be worth $1 million. Our spy says Knowles was "speechless." Knowles' official birthday was Monday. A rep for Knowles declined to comment. 1959 ROLLS-ROYCE SILVER CLOUD I JAMES YOUNG CONVERTIBLE COUPE Well, in case her album doesn't do so well, she's got her ballerific boo to fall back on. If I were her, I'd put those childbearing hips to work and start makin' babies.

Have you ever heard a song (as a lady) and said to yourself "If a guy played this song, he'd get the draws." None of that haughty scoffing cuz you're a lady, suck it up and be real. I know for a FACT that dudes hear certain songs, scrunch up their faces and say to themselves, "If I play this for a shorty, the panties is comin' OFF!" Well, whether or not you wanna admit it, those songs are out there. For Baby Boomers it's Marvin Gaye's "Let's Get It On," Teddy Pendergrass' "Turn Off the Lights" or anything with Barry White's voice in the background. For Gen-Xers and Gen-Yers, it can be anything from Jodeci's "Stay," George Michael's "Until the End of Time" to Color Me Badd's "I Wanna Sex You Up." You know it's "that song" when you can't get enough of it and it's on repeat on your playlist. As it plays, you sway from side to side with your eyes closed, i...

All right, before I step up on a soap box, let me say: Happy NFL Kickoff Day!! Today marks the beginning of 21 weeks of pure, unadulterated adrenalin, awesome commercials and intensity unknown by any other sport. Ladies, prepare yourselves to either step ya game up or kiss your boyfriend goodbye. I, fortunately, have nothing to worry about, for two reasons: a) there's no man for me to worry about losing and b) I'm one of those lucky girls that KNOWS what the hell is going on and can hold her own at any fantasy football dinner. Between Madden and football, I've got the male population on lock for the next few months. Now excuse me as I step upon the aforementioned soap box... WHY on this overpopulated and overheated Earth would P. Diddy perform his new single " Come to Me " without guest star Nicole Schwarzenegger ? Seeing as how a performance in front of quite possibly her biggest audience EVER could conflict with Nicole's gyrating strip-tease stage show with...

Co-Worker: JustTrina!! JustTrina: Hey, CW, wassup? (BIG SMILE) CW: Happy B'Day. (BLANK STARE) JT: Wha-?!? Are you KIDDING ME!?! Now you're not allowed to say that to me AGAIN. Not even on my birthday. CW: I don't like her either, but I knew it'd piss you off. And I think that's funny. ****END SCENE**** My co-workers know me too well...Already, sheesh! So, a few things: I heard Beyonce's CD...Not a fan. And it's not even that I hate on her and want to set her weave on fire cuz I can call a spade a spade. There are some artists I HATE...but I can't be mad at their talent. Not this time, though. B'Day's not a good look. Next, since it's first listen week, I think you should check out Justin Timberlake's HOT new addition to the music community (and soon, my library), FutureSex/LoveSounds . See, Beyonce, when you know your CD's hot and is gonna sell anyway, you don't care who's gonna listen to it early cuz chances are, they'r...

From John Mayer's Blog. THURSDAY, AUGUST 31, 2006 REALLY ENJOYING THIS SONG. POSTED BY JOHN MAYER AT 10:32 AM FROM NEW YORK, NY Nuff said. Besides the fact that I love every second of it.