MY HIATUS!

To all of my followers, I must apologize for my brief hiatus. I have been on a leave due to problems with carpal tunnel. I will be back soon I promise. :) I never intended to go ghost on my own blog so shortly after starting it. It will be worth the wait.

Let's Stop this Vicious Cycle Black People, One Name At a Time.

Black People. I bring this message on the behalf of the 'Michelle Obama' blacks chapter, of the African-American race. [According to me] There are several different 'chapters' or groups, or types of black people. For example: there is the Katrinian Chapter [katrina victim-like, embarrassing ass blacks], the Tyler Perry Chapter [the bible banging, holy-ghost catching, gospel praising, bright sunday hats and silk suit wearing blacks] , the Jackson Family Chapter[Self-hating blacks with inferiority complexes], ect. Those are just a few of MANY chapters or types of black people [according to me]. I would consider myself to be in the new class called the "Michelle Obama Blacks" chapter [Educated black people with pride, class, charisma, and a future].
Now that I have explained my class system, I can further go into the real purpose behind this post. God knows there are THOUSANDS of issues that I would like to address my people with, but im just going to touch base on ONE that has been bothering me lately....


WHY THE F*CK MUST WE NAME OUR CHILDREN SHIT THAT DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE. What's wrong with normal names? I think that we should pass a law where hyphens and compound words CANNOT be put on birth certificates. If it sounds like a food, a spanglish word, venereal disease, or a medication for birth control that causes a plethora of deadly side effects, DONT GIVE THAT NAME TO YOUR CHILD!! I just feel like we're setting ourselves up for failure. If an employer sees two resumes of two qualified applicants, one named Sarah Mitchell and the other Delisha Jackson, honestly...who do YOU think he/she is going to call first? I really feel like we should just skip a step and give our kids first names like DontHireme or Welfarah', maybe even Incarceraysha. Long story short, black women...if you're pregnant...take your ass to walmart and buy a baby names book and pick one with less than 4 syllables. Think of your childrens' future. Personally, I don't think the name Shaniqua is cute at ANY age, but imagine a fifty-year old woman wanting to be taken seriously with a name like that. Well that's all I have to say on that for now. I've just been encountering some ridiculous names recently and the Lord inspired me to write about it. Just remember a black president was a huge step forward for blacks everywhere, but every f*cked up name given to a black child is 5 steps backwards. That is all.

"An all too Familiar Black ass Scenario" By: Me
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Bitch, Please Control your little "MISTAKES" In Public

"Bitch, Don't ACT like you don't know!" By: Me

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I do not hate children, BUT there are some that push the envelope. I AM SO tired of bitches [that includes men] who bring their bad ass mistakes [aka children] into a public place and let them go wild. I understand that maybe you are immune to the noise that they make, BUT DAMN, THE REST OF THE WORLD ISN'T! Control them! I am an ADVOCATE for child leashes. If I was straight and forgot to wear a condom and accidentally got a bitch pregnant and had a child...It would be on a leash. A designer one at that. Fuck the monkey backpack leashes, my baby would have a Coach leash. I feel like the rate of Amber Alerts would decrease if more parents bought leashes for their children. If you can't control them, let the leash do it. Muzzles are cruel and I would never support that, but some kids make you think twice.  I don't mean to sound like such a pessimist but I am just so over people ignoring their hooligans in public places. I love it [sarcasm] when I see the parent casually shopping in a store, while their offspring TERRORIZE the employees at whatever store they happen to be in. CONTROL them. The sound of their crying may not bother you, but guess what?? It bothers the HELL out of EVERYONE else. 

I can't say I support what this man did, because I don't know the specifics, and I know had it been my child, he would have died that day, BUT it did bring a chuckle out of me as I read this article. http://news.aol.com/article/man-slaps-child-in-walmart/653392. Well All in all, just control your hyper, spoiled, wild ass rugrats when in public. I'm not the one who couldn't pull out fast enough, so don't make me suffer.

"To Be Completely DISHONEST With You." [A post about my friends]

"The Ex Cycle" By: Me

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Lately I have been pondering the point of brutal honesty. I hear people when they ask for advice or an honest opinion, but what do they really mean. Most people want to hear you agree with them, justify their bad decisions, and/or feel bad for them, but most DO NOT want you to help them get out of their situation. They want to be patted on the back and consoled, but they don’t want to hear the real truth. I don’t mind hearing the truth about myself, AND BY NO MEANS AM I PERFECT. I’m just beginning to wonder if I should continue to waste my breath giving people the real truth and real advice, when NO one takes it. The cycle goes like this, after an in depth discussion, we typically pin point the problem....we then find a solution...and then they do the complete opposite. It wouldn't bother me so much if people didn't continuously come to me with the same problems, issues, and exes and STILL expect me to feel bad for them or care about what they have to say. I love my friends and do care about them and their issues, when they are legitimate. I just  feel like I need to start lying to make them feel good, but I’m not a liar, so I guess silence really is golden.

Introductions are In Order

Welcome to my blog. I originally started this blog as a way for my friends to communicate their issues to me and as an advice column. And then I realized that I have wasted enough advice on people who don't listen to it, [as you will read in the post above "To Be Completely Dishonest with You"] So NOW my blog is about me and how I feel about whatever it is that comes to mind. The name, 'I'm Fucked Up Too' is just a reminder to the readers that, yes I am fucked up too, so don't read my opinions and think they are coming from someone who thinks they are perfect, because I know that i'm not. Enjoy.