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A sista like me is throwing money around like water, and my trifflin ass has not gotten the first paycheck yet.. It's like anticipation spending is going on like woah.. Hell I feel like i've denied myself so so so much during my 2 yrz in school struggling like a broke ass college student often does, that i'm flexing my muscle a lil bit.. Nothing outrageous like 500 dollar purses or 100 dollar sunglasses, but i'm hitting the sales racks with a ruthless eye for good buys.. Few things beat the feeling of going to the expensive-azz department store downtown and finding 60 - 75 buck items on clearance for 10 - 25.. It's damn near orgasmic.. There's nothing better than looking grown n sexxy and really feeling that shit.. Not just faking it but really feeling like you've turned into that grown ass woman that you've always known you could be.. Strolling off to work in my dressy pants, cute top or sweater sets.. Getting to the J-O-B and handling my business real professional like..
But as you may know, all work and no play is not my cup-of-tea.. I zipped off to Milwaukee for the night and crashed out wit my gyrl who suprised me with vip booth seats for the Ro.ots/Flo.etry concert... It was bangin beyond belief and viewed comfortably from the nice lil seat in the vip balcony.. No jumpin and sweating in the overcrowded pit down below.. I'm too old for that wild pit shit..
Anyhoo i'm outta here tiz gettin late... hope everyone has a great weekend and fun holiday.
Hott damn.. A sista gets a job and pulls a dissapearing act on that ass.. Life is pretty fucking grande if I must say so myself.. I checked my grades online, saw 3 B's and damn near pissed my pants with joy.. This means my MBA is official, the 3.1 GPA is lovely, I avoided the C trap, and my life of doing papers and reading textbooks is over..
The new coworkers are hillarious.. My first day there the white chicks were inviting me to happy-hour at the bar up the street.. I passed on that action, since I had an event to hitt that night.. Besides who wants to get caught up in office gossip and politics the first damn day in, over liquor.. But i know how to watch my back and not get caught up in that bullshit, drama, and behind-the-back-yap-yap..
For me, tiz a difficult thing trying to be happy and perky in the early morning hours.. I dont see how my co-workers manage that shit.. I walk in around 8.50 and am greeted by happy smiling faces.. Meanwhile i'm trying to wake my ass up, heading straight for the coffee machine, and trying not to growl at anybody.. I asked my homie Kim how she makes it through the 9 - 5 routine, and she said that on the elevator ride up to the gig she pratices her routine *Lights-Camera-Action* then she's onstage getting her fake-happy action on.
Since i'm expected "on-stage" in the morning i'll take my azz to bed now.. I'll be in the office sooner than I know it.. yap yap yap.. holla
Somebody's got an MBA with her name on it.. any guesses who..
It feels so good to be done with school, graduation was wonderful,
I've got a new job in the educational field that i'll be starting on Tuesday.. Academic advisor, yes yes yes I love the sound of that.
*thank u lawd for a job with benefits*
Exits doing the *Pammy got a new job* dance
By looking at the comments, I suppose cute-n-fuzzy wins out over a story about me crying-n-snotty anyday.. You rat-bastards showed me where your priorities are, so more pictures of the kitten should be up next week.
Finals are having their wicked way with me this week.. I'm more pissed off than stressed cuz these teachers are off their rockers this semester. I'm so sincere.. I should be in bed sleeping and recharging for tonight, but noooooooo i've coffee cup in hand, and about to do battle with a take-home exam.. It's common knowledge that those are the worst in the world to do.
Anyhoo i got a pile of books n papers wit my name on it... holla
I'm happy to present the newest member of my household...
Boy ohhhhh boy some of the shit I endure in order to get a job.. Friday I had an interview that I was very much looking forward to.. It was way across town in the middle of lil-mexico, so I left the house 2 hours before I was supposed to be there, because nothing is worse than showing up late.. How about I got bad directions twice from 2 diffrent bus drivers.. By the time I got nearby the place I was still pretty far from it, if that makes sense.. I started to get frustrated, sniffled a lil, and then the busdriver felt pity on me and gave me very detailed instructions on an alternate way to get there.. Now this left me a bit hott under the collar because when I first got on the bus he played stupid, cracked a joke, and acted like he didn't know what I was talking about.. Now suddenly he wants to be cooperative and describe where i'm going to like he knows it famaliar as the back of his hand.. So dude drives me back to a train stop, I ride the train awhile, take a bus, and damnit i'm still fucking lost..
I called the interview twice to let them know what happened and I could pratically hear them warming up the shredding machine to toss my damn resume in it.. My appointment was for 11, and at 12 I was standing on the side of the road crying my eyes out in anger and frustration.. Dude on the phone sounded pissed and said call him when I get it together on Monday.. Now that sounded like the kiss of death to me because his tone was nasty..
If anybody saw a black woman in an expensive suit blowing her nose like krazy, crying like a baby, and dripping snot all over the suit jacket that was me.. I got my black ass back on the bus trying to get to the train station again, but not before I called the one person in the world I can depend on.. Yes I called my mommy at work and balled my eyes out about the situation.. I suppose i've gotten to this desperate/frantic place in my mind because graduation is a few days away, ive got one paycheck left before i'm unemployed, and I just fucked up a chance at a job by getting lost in transit for over an hour.. Mom calmed me down, she let me vent and pull it together, and I got my red eyed snotty self on the bus.. I was far far from home, in a mexican neigborhood and they looked at me like I was muy loco.. I hung my head in shame and didn't make eye contact with anybody.. When I got off the bus I didn't go to the train station, I jetted across the street to a store that specialized in cheap-hooker-looking club gear and purchased myself a pair of my man's been beating my ass sunglasses to hide my swollen and red eyes..
Only then did I realize that God's in control of the situation, and if I was on this side of town for something, other than getting to that job, I had to figure out what it was.. Took my azz to the pizza parlor, pushed my sunglasses low on my nose, and peered across the busy street.. Only then did I spot the reason i'd been led to "lil-mexico".. Ohhhhhhh happy day to explore the mexican grocery store.. The quality of the fruits and veggies was amazing, cheaper than my hood, and looked so fresh and delicous.. I stocked up on all kinds of stuff.. Can ya believe a sista got 16 peices of raw cut up chicken (legs and thighs) for 4 dollars.. Yes the mexicans are eating good, eating cheap, and healthy too.. Happily i've found a new spot to grocery shop for my produce and meats.. If i've gotta travel on 2 trains to get there I damn sure will.. Where else can I shop and end up with 3 bags full of meat, fish, veggies and fruit for 14 dollars.. Just call me senorita cuz i'm going to be making the trip up there very frequently now.
Damnnnn.. I swear ya take a few weeks off and next thang ya know you've got to reclaim your territory from random spammers and advertisements.. Ughhhh.
So i'm back in action for a few.. forgive my absence but my interest wandered elsewhere.. I've seen this said around a few random blogs lately, but writing just wasn't fun for awhile.. It was starting to feel like a chore, and lawd knows I avoid chores like the plague.. Anyhoo my creative juices are not flowing yet but they are starting to trickle so I thought i'd drop by here for a few and get my blog on as I sit here watchin Leno and sippin a soda.
A sista is still job hunting and interviewing.. damn it's rough out there.. I'm graduating next week and hella excited.. Finals are next week and lawd its goinna be a bitch-n-a-half to get through it.. I did my last minute best and kranked out 4 papers in one week.. I'm not going to miss this shit once its over.. It's been an experience that I can compare to hell and back. Went to the brink of insanity, cried to the therapist, and bounced back bigger-n-badder than ever.. Yeah balancing grad school with work, family, and life will break ya down and attempt to chew ya up and spit ya out.. But I have no regrets, I learned alot about myself, met some great people and i've got a phat MBA to show for it.
So I stayed home today and played with my kitty all afternoon.. I rubbed and stroked her, ran my fingers through her thick downy fur, and held her in my hand with all the love in the world I could muster.. Ohhhh my bad for not updating that i've got a kitten.. Actually i'm co-raising her with the guy who rents from us, and i'm so so so in love with her. She's grey with little white paws, a white chest, and big beautiful light grey eyes.. But my lil doggie hates the kitten already, they don't get along and I'm too upset about that.. (Now if yor mind went in the gutter when I said I played with my kitty all day, then you need to tell me you're sorry).. *kracks up*
Overall all is well, I feel good, i'm vibrant, sexxy and feeling alive.. God is good all the time, and i'll be swooping my fabulous ass through these parts more often.. Cross my heart.
