tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1505516616282506282024-03-13T15:57:56.597-04:00Tales of the Fly Gurl.....honey, my life is an open book. Actually, it's an open blouse.(lol just kidding.) Im just one boughie little black girl trying to understand the world through lame jokes, weak cliches, and other's POV...And selfishly mine, of course.FlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150551661628250628.post-81731602441773727362009-09-15T17:53:00.009-04:002009-09-15T19:06:52.586-04:00back for the fall...so somebody catch meCue the music for me to make my dramatic re-entrance.It's been a looong, loong year so far and its only September. Tons of things have been happening at once and since I finally get a day of free time, i can share them w/u guys...before I implode. though before I get knee-deep into any one subject, Im gonna lay em all out......*Im 20 years old now!!!!- despite the exclamations, this is NOT a yay FlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.com34tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150551661628250628.post-52268392304720397502009-08-18T13:22:00.001-04:002009-08-18T13:23:33.109-04:00blog coming soonive just been really busy! gettin my shit together....FlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150551661628250628.post-46254754494334990692009-05-07T03:06:00.007-04:002009-05-07T06:08:51.834-04:00Celibacy: My Choice to Make a ChoiceWhen I look in the mirror, I mostly see exactly what others tell me they see: sex. Largeish eyes, big lips, and cartoonish curves. And it isnt namely men who see this. Since I was a younger girl (since Im still a youngin) even my family thought I was sexually active. My clothes were always a little too tight,(whether fashionable or not-and most often not), and I was always 10 pounds too voluptousFlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150551661628250628.post-37048066898022406332009-03-26T05:32:00.005-04:002009-03-26T06:17:56.329-04:00youre a bad bitch, huh?I understand now why every adult doesnt smile that much. When I was a kid, though my smile wouldnt exactly light up a Just For Me perm box, I couldnt understand why most adults never seemed that happy. But today, I dont undesrtand why adults smile at all....I was beating down the lotion bottle this morning to get the last out of the bottom (we ARE in a recession) when i flipped through the FlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150551661628250628.post-20352330973281907792008-12-08T06:00:00.002-05:002008-12-08T06:02:43.520-05:00All Hallowed FoolishnessIF LIFE IS LIKE A BOX OF CHOCOLATES....then is death like peas? lol just wondering. meanwhile, I havent been posting much because I've been feeling a lil drained, and often without hope, when it suddenly occured to me that writing about it might make me feel better...I keep losing and getting back this stupid NIGHT DESK job!!!! you would think that a job that required almost no type of brain at FlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.com35tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150551661628250628.post-90036663483116118252008-11-11T22:28:00.005-05:002008-11-20T06:49:16.507-05:00Where Were You When Our President Was Elected?(btw, a couple of y'all (Eb and Saitek) read a news paper article i had written for the newspaper that i saved on my blog. Sorry guys, it wasnt a post, I just didnt have a disk! ghetto, i know!lol but i feel the love neway! Thanks yuurr kindly, u are my motivations!)let me start this off by saying that I am sleepy as hell!!!!! so sleepy, i mean soo, sleepy..sitting here working night desk. I am aFlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150551661628250628.post-35347969198451363692008-10-24T00:59:00.015-04:002008-10-24T11:22:43.628-04:00Waiting For the Fruit to Fall....This is how tired and old I feel.Its how i look like right now, actually...ok just kidding. But I am indeed exhausted.ok, lol i look a lil more like this Midterms are finished, but Im still pretty beat up from having to work. Yes, the night-desk clerk job I have that was supposed to be part time has turned into an all-night thing, every night. But I have bills, man. So let me not even go into FlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150551661628250628.post-30124890998545689572008-10-17T04:45:00.003-04:002008-10-17T05:31:05.760-04:00Stop The Madness... Class Act prt 1Stop the madness. Like, really.Why are we females always fighting EACH OTHER?I have come a long way from where I used to be, and being a little more enlightened than I was before, I'm looking around and shaking my head. Im on my journey to become a "class act".There was a time when I didnt have the highest self-esteem, and was threatened by girls who had qualities that I admired or wished I had. FlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150551661628250628.post-55357472739646171452008-10-01T01:30:00.010-04:002008-10-01T03:08:18.658-04:00Champale, Chronic and Soren Kierkegard Nightcap...how much can YOU take before you need one?It is smack dab in the middle of my first round of school tests. Im finished w/ half, and today I had my test w/Creole Magic. Some sort of test fairy came down and prevented me getting in trouble for cheating by letting him copy off me by giving us two different tests. In the midst of another melodrama featuring yours truly, I'm trying to cool off by listening to Coltrane and donny Hathaway and FlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150551661628250628.post-49600795976378063852008-09-25T05:00:00.008-04:002008-09-25T06:16:32.053-04:00Peek in the life of an Athelete's Wife...."Stacks on DeckWrist full of ice...Ima go & get this degreeThen shawty I'ma buy whatever I like....."I've been walkin around singin my remixed ditty-bop in my head for some time now...and like I begin every entry...I know, I know i havent wrote BUT...lol. No explanations this time, dudes. Just know I actually have been following everybody's day-to-days on my sidekick. I have 5 tests coming up andFlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150551661628250628.post-84917298638415150862008-08-23T03:23:00.001-04:002008-08-23T03:24:46.341-04:00back to school....blah....Im workin at night desk, being haggled by freshman for my number....i have to put up with this untill 8 am...its 3....help! somehow still not finding motivation to write another blog....FlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150551661628250628.post-31710101289499765752008-08-13T14:58:00.005-04:002008-08-13T15:14:37.923-04:00Drained....Guys, I'm packin up for school, so i dont have much time...so I'll just put up a couple crazy pics of me....enjoy!my frist college party...thats me in the backThis one is the crew I hung with at prom....we were all oddballs. observe.lolThe first Drag Show I went to...I LOVE drag queens! Dont i look like a bad one?lolHere's the very first older guy I ever dated!Love you bitches!FlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150551661628250628.post-78954049715197598912008-07-24T01:22:00.001-04:002008-07-24T01:23:35.269-04:00Un-Be-WEAVE-AbleAnybody, who knows me (or knows me well) knows that I wear a hairweave. (gasp, oh my god she's admitting it!)lol yes. I am a trackstar. But that's only a negative connotation if I choose it to be, and I choose it NOT to be. From middle school on, I've had a journey with my hair, and went anywhere from a shoulder length bob to a "dooty- ball" at the top of my head, to a flip that rested at my FlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150551661628250628.post-110216029048652982008-07-11T00:45:00.000-04:002008-07-11T00:48:59.154-04:00For everything there is a season....And this season I gotta go on hiatus for a small period of time. My little sister broke my laptop and as u read I'm posting on my sidekick...so write without me lovers! During this hiatus most of my time will b spent breaking my broke foot off in her ass untill I can come up with $130 to buy a new power adapter.....tear. SO not flyy....FlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150551661628250628.post-69018586622848845542008-07-06T15:31:00.011-04:002008-07-06T17:02:42.625-04:00Secrets of a Southern Belle...Who's Independence day?Definitely not mine. When this day came into fruition, me and my peeps were still in the field singin "oh lordy, pick a bail uh cotton...oh lorday pick a bail uh hay...." so it wasnt much to celebrate. But since it was "independence day" i broke my dependence to my hairweave and let my head rest for the weekend if that means anything. I did go to a wedding, though. LET ME TELL YOU WHY I WAS FlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150551661628250628.post-55750063222018208552008-06-29T00:35:00.010-04:002008-06-29T14:18:24.079-04:00ghetto fabulism.....so in an attempt to get my mind off my incredible brokeness and Hip-hop's current bitchass behavior, my friend Ryan took me to a fashion show. My first fashion show, in fact,and I was rather excited. Being in a time where plus sized models are cropping up everywhere and I myself am 5'8 and wear a 14, i decided maybe this might be a place to take stock and decide if I might like to do something ofFlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150551661628250628.post-26838002803873686062008-06-28T00:47:00.004-04:002008-06-28T13:26:58.073-04:00LA, LA LA LA, wait till I get my money right....Yesterday morning, over Hip-Hop's house (who by the way it only took tonight for our relationship to deteriorate again-he's too damn old for this now i mean damn...)I pulled up the blinds and looked out of the big bay window of his loft. I looked down at the little people walking the streets and looked across the way of our bridge, linking us to another state. I put my elbows down and stared out FlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150551661628250628.post-31124335636070331472008-06-15T17:18:00.005-04:002008-06-17T19:32:01.854-04:00Get Out Of My Room....okay so it took me a really long time to write back....sorry. My friend Hannah died. She lived next door to me in my dorm...It's always scary when somebody my age dies, since i'm such a baby myself...I was going through all these "death comes in threes" deals. Hannah was a very sickly girl. She often got me sick, isnce I have the immune system from hell.And i would cuss her out from that, too. FlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150551661628250628.post-31050530488128321322008-05-31T19:46:00.002-04:002008-05-31T19:50:40.603-04:00a love so sweet...and funnymy high schoolsweetie-who-will-truthfully-probably-end-up-being-my-husband Will made this about a yr or two ago...it was so hilarious...he told me it was for me when he sent it....look at me! so flyy....lmao just kidding. oh well, enjoy.ps...he's the 1st one in the video. aint he a doll?FlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150551661628250628.post-54870263332487800372008-05-31T00:13:00.000-04:002008-05-31T17:14:19.370-04:00Me, Love, and Sex and The CountrySo of course after I went to see sex and the city, I had to post. Actually I tried to post while in the movie, but there wasn't any service. Darnit. Well, I have to say, I wasn't dissapointed. The movie was great, and I just love happy endings. And of course the main philosophy or rhetoric in the movie, was love. More so how loving yourself always pans out the rest of life's chaos, though that FlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150551661628250628.post-58112450632308832652008-05-30T17:12:00.003-04:002008-11-06T17:27:38.771-05:00hip hop chronicles part 2I am an evil person. sometimes. well, alot. becasue underneath all my comedy and all my, um, ashleighness, there is still an insecure little girl there....I reconciled with hip-hop. I felt as though I couldn't be without him, breathe without him, or anything, especially while he's still in the vicinity and it's almost as though I can feel his heart beating somewhere....oh dear, I'm starting to FlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150551661628250628.post-42864805678933514502008-05-29T10:44:00.000-04:002008-05-29T10:49:38.971-04:00not enough time.....1 day, I WILL find the patience to blog....In the meantime, let me share with you my stlye influences...Kim K (i promise ONLY a style influence....we're built alike....I'm just way taller. but I bite her style all the time)Jessica Rabbit (c'mon everybody loves Jessica Rabbit!)Enjoy the pics! (again!lmao)FlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150551661628250628.post-24342165799219904472008-05-26T17:48:00.001-04:002008-05-26T17:50:05.672-04:00DUDE..............I so dont feel like posting.but hey, here's a funny pic for ya!FlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150551661628250628.post-82671104776564358702008-05-16T12:28:00.000-04:002008-05-16T13:26:08.846-04:00When It Rains, It Pours.....It's been raining for almost a week. I am so not impressed. And neither were my parents, when I told them about my potential job offer (workin at the sex shop) man, it was a civil damn war at my house. My daddy is a deacon, and my mom...well, she walks on a wilder side, but still believes what she believes, put it that way. They were all "that is the gateway to hell. Next is sex and drugs!" and FlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-150551661628250628.post-85723263548814079892008-05-13T13:04:00.000-04:002008-05-21T21:46:03.567-04:00Dream Catching, and a Dream defferred.....MLK had a dream.... And so did I. So do I, I suppose. A dream of getting a to see one of my leaders, my role models, in person. Obama came to little old Louisville, Kentucky yesterday for the primaries and I was so excited!!! I was hoping of getting to shake his hand, ask a question, hell maybe even take a picture....not to mention meet Michelle Obama, aka the black Jackie O, aka the "hottest FlyyGurlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04708090365854907841noreply@blogger.com3