Monday, February 25, 2008 @ 5:56 PM
past the intro. time for da show!
after taking madddd weeks to redesign this thing i was then faced w. this task of "what the hell am i gonna write that will interest you people" -- if there are even any people out there. i figured i could ramble about my life & what i bought from the mall today or what im going to order online tomorrow ; but then i stopped & figured, i can dont give a fcuk -- i know you wouldnt either. so i decided not to hop on the bandwagon & make this a whatever i feel like writing down blog. greatttt .. i am no longer binding myself to one category or topic. there are too many dumb fashion blogs out there that don't interest me.. at all ; mainly because im not the girly girly type that wears all these dresses & stilettos [dont get me wrong i got pumps in my closet & will bust them out in a second w. a meannn walk...] & as far as celeb news, my girl simone keeps me updated on that at soulfreshmagazine.blogspot.com. [check her out!] & just because this blog is geared to my ladies, doesn't mean imma forget about my fellas -- there seems to be more interesting men-realated things out there on some of these blogs than female ; but i will try to provide the best of both worlds as much as i can. & everyone hates repetitive blogs .. i'll try to stay away from that style of blogging where we're copying & pasting things from other blogs just because i dont think you read it.. cuz i really dont read blogs, but im sure you guys do. anyway, stay tuned. let the fcukery begin!
Saturday, February 2, 2008 @ 8:25 PM
exposing el fcukery.
ugh. i hate introductions ; especially on the first day of class when your professor insist that the class go around the room giving a brief introduction about yourself. half the time im texting or talking on AIM ; not giving a damn about my fellow classmates & i bet the feeling is 100% mutual. so usually when its my turn to give my introduction, it goes:
"hi im _______ , from new york. im a sophomore w. junior credits. i dont know what i want to do w. my life & yea that's it -- anything else?"
but this is only a blog ; & i doubt that anyone is really interested in reading about me or my interest .. because i personally dont think im even that interesting. probably more fun to be around than actually read about ; but nonetheless, i shall give what the public wanted .. so here's a brief introduction of my alter ego: el. sarcastic .. very. i can't whisper to save my life as told by friends ; but most of what i say either loud or in a loud whisper i want to be heard. im not blunt ; i dont speak my mind .. not until its too late -- then it just comes out as like tsunami of mixed emotions. i have anger issues ; bad ones. i enjoy being angry because thats what most of my life has been composed of: anger, hurt & all those sucky adjectives that would make sense to why i like being mad. aside from the anger issues -- im crude & word on the streets is i can come off as a 'snobby lil' rich girl who always gets what she wants.' go figure. but we wont object to those negative claims just yet -- we'll save that for another blog or so. reading up to this point you've probably thing "wow, el's a jerk." but i mean aside from the sardonic crude nature of my being .. i am nice, seriously. i like to make people laugh & get so bored that i tend to make friends w. random people just by starting simple conversations. im random ; self-diagnosed ADHD. a shopaholic & a self-proclaimed sneakerhead. photography, graphic arts, music, fashion .. yea yea, all that good stuff is what holds my interest for more than an hr. at times. when people ask me, "what do you want to be when you 'grow up'?" or "where do you see yourself in 5 yrs?" ; i simply shrug. in 5 years i'll be 25 & hawt. a family, madd dogs & w. the love of my life .. loso, filthy rich. the problem w. me is well, i never thought about what i wanted to do w. my life -- all i knew was i was gonna be rich. period. & i know its gonna happen .. so a shrug is sufficient enough to a nobody that will probably forget me 5 years from now. im a rebel by heart ; & i don't listen .. even when i should. i could go on listing traits, characteristics, accomplishments, aspects of my wonderful life -- but who gives a fcuk? i dont. & i guarantee you -- you dont either. so fcuk it. without further adieu .. i bring to you el fcukery.
can I talk my shit again?