Showing posts with label ON BLAST. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ON BLAST. Show all posts

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Clothing Line Cemetery

Fetish by EVE
I'm pretty sure EVE was the only person to ever wear Fetish. Track suits were in & out SO damn fast though. But not as fast as her TV Show EVE. Ahh.. What about rapping Eve?? 


Vokal by Nelly (why the fuck did Apple Bottoms survive though?)
I think Vokal had an accent mark over the A, which was great because Nelly was wearing that bandaid on his cheek then. Surprisingly I do remember this one guy who Always wore the red & white Vokal shirt with his red & white Jordans. But I mean, where is Vokal now?? 


Ugh. I forgot about Apple Bottoms for a minute. It was actually quite successful though I only saw white girls with wide flat asses wear em. I tried on a paid and it made my butt look long and wide. Like a Mexican booty. (no disrespect to my Mexicanas out there. I'm just saying.. ) You know those jeans without back pockets?? Yea thats how my butt looked. I couldn't believe that song came out & said something bout "apple bottoms jeans & boots with the fur..." both of which should be discontinued. 


Todd Smith- LL cool J
LMAO now no one EVER wore this shit. I mean, it ended up being sent to Sears. Like who shops at Sears for clothing?! For one he gave it a name to make it sound really fancy, like Sean John-esque. Marc Jacobs. Todd Smith. Ladies may love you but NO ONE loved your t-shirts with random scribbles and paint splatters. *sigh* with yo fine ass.

G.Unit clothing - 50cent
LMAO.. I used to laugh so hard when I'd see dudes wearing those awful tanks. It just screams Jail House to me. Incarceration Clothing. Sorry fiddy! You're funny on twitter though ;)

Shago - Bow Wow
I know i wasnt the only one who wanted a shago shirt. smh. Shad Gregory Moss = Shago. 87? His birth year of 1987. Classic. Every kid rapper thinks that other kids would wanna dress like him. Too bad most of his fans were tween girls like me who didnt wanna dress like a boy.

No Limit Clothing/P.Miller Shorties - Romeo& Master P
Ummm... No comment. I mean, it really represents the hood fashions dudes used to rock. The horrible loud pattern shirts. Or the classic Urban shirt. Plain T with the label across your chest. Nothing out of the ordinary..  Romeo is fine now though. Have you seen him?! Giiiiiirl....


Honorable mentions in the hood...
Melissa's & the FAKE melissa's with the random flower aka "Florissas"

Yums?? Who else has worn that besides Soulja Boy & random one hit wonders?? (aka all the dance song -- especially the Dallas one timers)

I'm surprised that Dereon is still going strong. Shit sucks. Same as Baby Phat. I feel like they are one in the same.

Phat Farm/Sean John/Rocawear-- they kinda get a pass because they still make money. *sigh* Only a matter of time. Though I remember hella folks rockin Phat Farm shoes nshit & Sean John!!! Not so much Rocawear.

And why is it that all urban clothing has their logo written across your chest with cursive writing? Like the cursive lettering makes it more fancy schmancy. smh.

Why would you wanna wear any of that shit though? You're a walking billboard for whatever brand you're wearing for FREE! Free advertisement. I'll be damned if I have Coogi plastered across my ass.

That's how they make their money from our community. Black folks are notorious for stunting when we aint got shit. As long as we have a damn label on we can be like "Check my feet, you aint got deez!" Or as 'Ye says.. "& i spent $400 bucks on this just to be like 'nigga you aint up on this!"

When will we learn?! Don't be a label whore..

Saturday, July 31, 2010

How To Remain in Friend Request Purgatory

Have a profile pic of you in your bathroom mirror with your shirt off pointing a gun at me -_-. No, we cannot be friends. AT all. 

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Hehehehe

My bff Brooke and I were going through someone's pics on facebook and noticed a trend--- awful predictable poses. So we mocked her. If you pose like this, sorry. This is a trend-ender post. Some are cute though.. let's see if you can tell which ones were for fun :)




















Ugh.. I'm a bitch, she's a bitch, you're a bitch-- cuz we're all bitches!

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Dating?!

I am the reason why I am single. I am the sole reason. Just me and no one else.
I was ‘supposedly’ talking to this guy but I kinda figured that after I turned down his offers for sex and I told him “No, I don’t want to spend the night with you- but I’ll spend the day” & he declined, it was kind of OVER.
I do this on purpose. I know that you don’t really want to be with me and that the only reason you put up with my shenanigans is that you think you’re gonna get some pussy. NO. I let you eat it, and you did a decent job but you had to masturbate to get yourself off afterwards because I am NOT the one.
Please, try another because this chick right here?! She’s been there and DONE that. Haven’t heard from your bitch ass in a week. Suck my dick bitch, and move around.

Monday, May 10, 2010

Chunky Twinkie

I never talk shit on the internet about these "haters" & whoever.. so I expect them to do the same. If I don't have anything nice to say, I keep it moving. Why are you on me? I'm not on you. Why do you talk shit on the LOW about me like I can't search the name of my blog on twitter & figure out that you're talking shit about me? Hmmm.. & how dare you have the audacity to say anything about a person being built wrong when YOU are built like a block of velveeta cheese, I mean lookin like a chunky twinkie (thanks Megan) lol. -_-

How old are we again?? Hmmm.. & why are you so concerned with the things I write or tweet about?? Now go and write in my formspring again. =]

I think her sidekick is just mad because I get more penis than he does. & I can get more attention from people than the two of them combined.

I should have a tv show- Everybody is Infatuated with Brittney. El fin.

Friday, April 30, 2010

Attention Seekers

I made the mistake of clicking on someone's formspring & finding a few questions in my 'inbox'. Well unfortunately, it was one that called me an attention seeker. The actual question was:

So how muchu like to seek for attention like its really sad that u do da most jus ppl can respound to ur stupid action.....grow up and stop being a slut....mand u neva gonna get a relationship because u are fucking crazy smh #datsall


Now, I normally would've deleted it but I felt the need to address this issue. Yes, I tweet about sex, smoking, drinking, head etc.. I tweet about politics, music, life, books & everything else as well. I tweet & blog to express myself, not for attention. If I really wanted attention I'd put on some booty short or my shortest, tightest dress- highest heels and go out to a club or something. This internet shit was NEVER for attention. I've been blogging for years. I just need an outlet to express myself at times. I can't just call up my friend or text her ALL of my random thoughts or rants. She'd get fed up with me, as I would with her or anyone else who did that.

The slut comment? Well I mean it is what it is. I like sex. I talk about it quite frequently.. Whether its about me getting it, not getting any or pleasing myself. Some may say this is the reason why I'm single but I was single when I was a virgin. I was single when I never talked about sex. I was single before I got on twitter. I was single before I started this blog. I NEVER talked about sex until quite recently. Read my earlier posts. They are all about love & relationships or music. Or my day.

None of the guys who I am pursuing read this damn blog or follow me on twitter. The one guy who does read my blog that I know about doesn't really mind my sex talk because the majority of them are directed towards him.

& My favorite comment: You're fucking crazy. I've been called crazy forever. I don't see it. I know who wrote this fucking comment. The damn Jamaican. He claims he didn't but its plagued with bad grammar & thats exactly how his bitch ass writes shit. I don't see why any person, him or anyone, would be upset at me because I seem to seek attention. Half of the time I'm writing to myself. I live in my head. If you don't like it- fuck you. I don't beg people to read my blog on twitter or my facebook or to reply to me. This is MY outlet. My place to express myself. Step your grammar up before you step to me. I will verbally assassinate you. El fin.



Sunday, March 21, 2010

Real Shit.

I've always been disliked. Why? Because I'm fabulous. I am my own biggest fan. I ooze confidence. I love myself more than ANYONE else. I am my favorite person. I can talk about myself ALL damn day. I love that formspring.me/BeeMichelle is giving voice to the little people who are still holding on to grudges stemming from High School, some even Middle School!

Yes, Brittney was always disliked. I won't even say HATED on because that's silly. They are just fascinated with what I'm doing or what I'm not doing. MY LIFE. Wow.

I remember having grown ass women dislike me because of the clothes I wore. Being made fun of because I wore big ass platform boots too school with mini skirts but THEN the whole 8th grade class going to Walmart & getting the imitations when they came out after Christmas break. I remember wearing stilettos almost everyday to school & treating the hallways as my own little runway-- turning the sidewalks outside to a makeshift catwalk just because I liked to walk in heels & I have a KILLER strut. AND because I knew that every guy wanted to fuck me & every bitch in the school knew that.

Everyone had that girl in their class that everyone just seemed to hate because she knew who she was & didn't give a damn about anyone's opinions. Never tried to please anyone. Did everything for myself. Lived my life according to my own rules. Walked to a badass instrumental in my head that no one else heard but me. I've always been different. I embraced that shit. At first I did want a lot of friends and as soon as I got them, I realized that people are fake as hell so I dropped them on there rear ends.

Did I ever think that I was BETTER than the next person? No. Never. I didn't come from money. My parents work hard for everything they have. Nothing was ever GIVEN to me. I had to work for it.

I did however choose to distance myself from MOST of the people I went to High School with. They were full of drama. Negative energy. Spewing hating from every pore in their body. I have a gift of reading people upon meeting them. Withing 5mins I know whose genuine & whose not. I know when you're trying to be slick and talk shit on the sly. I'm not dumb. THOSE are the people I stay away from. If I look down upon you, its only because spiritually you are BENEATH me.

You hate the fact that regardless of my size I have the potential to take your man. You hate the fact that I can gain and lose weight like THAT. You hate the fact that I don't give a flying hoot about what anyone thinks of me. You hate the fact that I am me.

I still remember the myspace profile you made about me NOT going to Spelman--- I WENT. I still remember the days when I was called a white girl because I actually enjoyed reading; I actually enjoyed writing; I actually made the honor roll & took AP classes; I actually spoke with SENSE & used correct grammar 90% of the time; I actually enjoyed LEARNING. I still remember everyone calling me a hoe because I had sex with this one guy... & then that one dude. Oops. They were friends? Hmmmm I didn't know that. Oh well. It is what it is. Then the rumors that they ran a train on me which is why I walk the way that I walk.. Hahahahaha!

There's so much more that people like to comment on that they know nothing about. Do you REALLY wanna know why I don't go to Spelman anymore? I don't like that damn school. There. Wonderful institution, just not for me. I only stayed as long as I did for the sake of my parents. Now I said fuck it. I don't want to do that with my life anymore. I want to do something else. Which is why my ass is in the GYM daily.  Its all apart of a bigger picture. I have goals in life. I want a career, you want a job. I want to be great. You settle for mediocrity. Fuck real shit, this is just Brittney Shit.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Legal.

Im 21. Actually it doesn't feel that grand. Maybe because I haven't really celebrated it.. Im sober. I can't believe certain people umm "forgot" but we'll deal with them another time. Like I was so excited for their birthdays but when my special day comes you can't even send a text?? Not ONE text? NOTHING? Did you really forget?? Im kind of happy this happened.. At least my real friends didn't forget. Im sooo over these losers. Im done with the rants..

I just know who is in my corner with me. I like it this way..

All the times you called me crying about bullshit and I sat there and listened for hours-- and you can't even call or text to say TWO words. Happy Birthday. Happy Bday.. NOTHING..

lol. soo typical.

im over it.


you'll need me soon. im not dealing with you anymore. my brother was right. should have listened. over it..

peacee.

Friday, July 31, 2009

Ew. Hell no.

I've been outta the loop. really thought of what to write & what i'd title this but u know.. things change. i took nudies of myself. feel like releasing them to up my celebrity status that i dnt have, you know thats all us women want these days.


i keep attracting dumb ass dudes. which is a MAJOR turn off. ppl say im too hard on guys which may be true.. and at times i do come off KIAish.. (know.it.all) but thats just how i am. mmkay so lemme tell u bout THIS nigga. & i say nigga cuz of the foolery he has spewed out. mmkay.


so last night we were outside conversing & he was really boring me so when the conversation goes dry, i try to spice it up by asking simple questions just to see where his head is at. the question was something along the lines of: "do you ever look up at the sky and wonder.. how big is space? how much "space" does space actually fill up? Does it ever end.." his response.


"Thats not my swag. I don't believe in fairy tales and dreams.."


now you know he got serious side eye action & a WOW.. ok. which means "ur such an idiot in bee liguistics. Who in the fuck doesn't believe in dreams?? And asking a simple question about the WORLD is categorized as REAL life. Have u never wondered why the sky is blue? My students (5&6) have more intriguing and stimulating conversations than HE SMH. Oh yeah, thats HIM. As you can see he has no real "swag" (i loathe that word.. i rather say personality & style) ok so he has no personality or style. soo wtf?! i mean, he was never my type to begin with.. wannabe goon & such but u know me, always giving ppl the chance to prove how stupid they are. all i need is 10mins & i know how you are. You see my face? yeah thats the face i give questionable persons. Maybe you know him.. Hahaha. call me paparazzi Bee. :)
The moral to this SAD story is.. Intelligence is the key to my heart :)

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

So Good.

So good.. Kelly & Bey said it way better than I ever could.

"Hey how you doing? Yeah, I'm doing mighty fine
That's how I say 'it's been a long time'
Stop smiling at me, get that look off your face
Please dont even front, stop being so fake
I know you don't like me, yeah you've made it very clear
You always talkin' 'bout me from what I hear
Always put me down when you thought that you could

But I want you to know that I'm doin' so good ...

... Wasn't it you that said that I thought I was all that
And you said I didn't have a clue
Wasn't it you that said
That I wouldn't make it through
Wasn't it you that said that I wouldn't do too good
Look at me, NOW AINT GOD GOOD
And now I made it out the hood
I want you to know that I'm doing so good "

My official anthem.. Had to take it back because alot of people have been so freakin fake lately. You were happy when I was at my lowest point.. But damn, once a girl starts to live it UP and do something positive with her life EVERYBODY wants to bring YOU DOWN. Nobody is going to do that for me.. Loved to throw up my past in my face like I am still that young naive little girl who obviously made a LOT of mistakes.. That was then, this is now. No I am not ashamed of anything that Beezy did. And I don't take back anything that Beezy said. I have no apologies. I am just so happy and that is all that matters to me. I've been through the fire and back again.. I have done all that crazy nonsense. That part of my life is over. I'm all about graduating in 2011 from Spelman College.. What about you?

I may have not had as much as some people growing up but trust I had more than enough. Do you not remember those days?? My parents made sure I had everything I wanted and needed (minus a damn car..) So just because I may not flaunt stuff, doesn't mean I have nothing. Unlike others I do not need validation to know that i am "ALL THAT AND A BAG OF CHIPS" lol. I don't need to post pictures of where I go and what I do to prove to the world of Facebook any gosh darn thing.

These same people who swore up and down that I would be a nobody with a house full of kids are some of the main ones who are knocked up or with a couple of bebe's now. Twenty years old with NO kids, NO baby daddy's..

But really, I have a loong way to go. I'm nowhere near perfect...

Anywho, I don't need people to go and read my blog daily to check on who and what I'm talking about. The number has been the same since 2004. Its 2009 baby.. Nothing has changed but the name of my service provider. So if anywho out there in cyber space has anything to say.. PLEASE feel free to call.. if you don't want to chat.. Text. Don't wanna do that.. email me. Don't like that option either.. Call my mama.. or my brother. Or my cousins. Or Obama. I don't care..

but please no more internet gangsterisms.


el fin.

Monday, January 26, 2009

1,000 Miles Away Part TWO

Why is all of this drama happening over stupid shit. LOL
YOU wrote the note.. Its full of falsehoods. But then again I know why nobody is my "friend".. Hell I outgrow people.

So I'm told that I shouldn't write all of this on here.. I should put it on facebook.. No, this is for a class obviously.. My english professor told me that I should have a blog. I mean, I AM an English major. We write. We blog. Its nothing. I mean if I was hiding ANYTHING why would I even post the link on my facebook?? Lol But anywho, On to the TRUE writing daily assessment.

So Today was crazy!! I had to have the "sex talk" with my little sister.. oh GOSH. I'm too young for this.. I think its better for your older sibling to talk to you rather than your parents because I know when I was that age I didn't wanna hear ANYTHING my parents had to tell me. I was old enough to make my OWN decisions.. but hey, you live and you learn..

So I had a little 'tiff' with that guy. Yeahh.. Its time to just throw that ish out the bag.. We argue too damn much about simple things. Like why I don't wanna get him no juice and being nosey going thru his facebook. Ha. Ha. Ha. so me and that lame shall just be friends I guess. Okay not even that. Sometimes you just get tired of being stagnant.. No progression is not the way to go..

Anywho, I really shouldn't even be online right now.. I should be taking my homeless ass to a shelter. Damn, i forgot.. I'm sittin up in my OWN room, in my OWN apartment where I run shit. LOL.. i'm not staying with my mother.. i'm on my own. Grown as hell but oh do I wish I could just move it right along and GO back to living with my parents. Shit, I gotta cook and clean for myself. Kids have it all..

i need to talk to B so he can calm me down... you know he is the only sane person i know.. he can make me not feel sooooo freakin mellow. better than weed. too bad i don't smoke anymore... gah..


but truth be told.. I held back. there was sooo much i could've said. There was soo much put out there.. I'm lying bout you fucking Thomas, Dickson, & Harold?? I could have posted the numerous conversations that people have sent to me about you.. I could have said shit bout how you lost your job-- the true reason behind it. I could have told them how my kinfolk really did you ALLLLLLLL those times but i didn't because that wasn't what this was all about. But of course people want to bring up small ish on me.

Of course your friends will take up for you and TAG TEAM but I stand ON MY OWN. I don't need people surrounding me to buck me up. I don't need to tell my friends a bunch of shit about you or make up shit and then have them throw it out there.. Hahaha. Its silly. I let it get to me because I had a guy who doesn't even know me text me about it.. Taggin random people. I'm cool now.. with my blackplanet picture and all. You're soooo gay. And i'm not talking about your sexuality :)

Sunday, January 25, 2009

U better Work!!

today my future fiance told me that i was materialistic, so false.. i told him that if i was, i'd never had started talkin to him cuz he never dropped stacks on me.. And if i was all about the material things then trust he'd have to break bread..

but im not like that. i think im the only girl who'd prefer to get her own than to have some guy do it. hahaha. so stupid right?? And even though i don't have a job trust that I WORK for everything that i've got.. Believe that.

My week has been crazy.. games of dare & drunken nights.. ughh thats for another time.

Why are people pretending to be something they're not on facebook?? lol.. i mean, i usually don't do this.. and i mean.. putting ppl on blast on the internet is sooo high school but trust im inches away from letting it be known what it is. I just feel like this person, who i will name later own has been gettin a little beside herself acting like she is just miss IT.. And i just gotta let her know that just because you fuck alot of guys doens't mean you're popular.. it means you're a jumpoff honey. Of course alot of guys know you cuz like shawty lo, you've fucked em all.

I mean, i'm all for female empowerment, embracing your sexuality and all that but jsut think about it Silly.. you braggin about being VIP & gettin into parties free.. Anybody can get in a party free.. Anybody can be VIP.. been there done that. But to try and talk down on other people like you just have amazing Style and ppl just hate you because you be everywhere.. no no honey. you're just stupid. And she had the nerve to say she should give someone a makeover?! Honey needs to take her own advice.. i mean damn.. chick is wearing the same shit to every party that she's had since freakin 10th grade. I mean really, peasant blouses?? with the elastic banding around the chest?? YOu think you're fly?? hahaha.. and not the same skirt that i wore to my 7th grade homecoming.. ha! But see i didn't have to do that.. i'm just upset that she's trying to talk down on people & then accuse others of doing the same.. Hell yes i talk about ppl.. but do i do it to make myself feel better?? nah.. obviously she does..

This chick wrote a note, obviously talkin bout me.. then deleted it. lol.. Named people in it who are supposedly her ride to dies and guttahs but truth be told some of the ppl she named are the main ones who be talkin bout her DuMB ass. But heyyy how else would i have known alllllll her business.. I tried to tell her but hmmm alright she didn't listen. Thats your dumb ass..

Oh and she doesn't know that i KNOW that she felt like i took her place when i came back home.. smh. silly silly.. she doesn't know that i can let the lion out the cage for this one.. oh but trust, if you want to play silly little childish games and get with it, i'm the perfect candidate cuz thats my ol' pastime.. i was the blog queen. lol trash talking comes effortlessly but i was trying to be cool and NOT do that.. haha.. she done pushed my buttons.. makin me go back to my old ways..

stay tuned..