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performance at Club Bed in Miami, FL

A few of you have said you are leaving comments. For whatever reason blogspot is not alerting me that I have ANY. Anyone know how this ish works..I'm pretty annoyed. I looked into the comment settings and I'm not seeing that anything is set incorrectly :(

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Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir.

I don't REALLY want to sleep with you. However, I AM learning french (for all the right reasons, will share VERY soon). Rosetta Stone has changed my life. I am reading, speaking and writing in french and I feel tout simplement incroyable!

The power we hold in our hands is unstoppable!! Go out and do something different, you WILL surprise yourself, have more faith IN yourself, learn YOURself.

Sorry it's been so long to post a new entry, I'm quite studious. Will be back with something this week!

Bonjour!

I remember one Halloween...

the exact model and color of what my old car looked like

(in 2003) I was driving my car headed back home from Walgreens (Walgreens has no relevance to the story, but nevertheless...). I was approaching the complex of where I lived and out of no where, in my peripheral, I pass a small group of kids followed by a large brick (that has been throwin by some white kids..just wait before you think I'm doggin on white folk..I luuuvs you white folk ;), I digress. A large brick has been thrown towards my car, hits my windshield and I slam on my breaks because I can no longer see. Not to mention, I had to get out of the car so I could whoop whose ever ass I needed to whoop. My ENTIRE windshield was DESTROYED...smdh. My first reaction is disbelief. Like really, D.I.S.belief. I jumped out of my car and someone shouted "Oh shit, she's black!" (I swear to you that's what was said) and the lot of them ran like the dickens (yup, I say that). I'm guessing it was my butch like attire that scared them off:

wife beater:check

bandana:check

no makeup:check

baggy sweats:check

doodoo braids (like the "Freddie Jackson" looking chick in Friday that Smokey went on a date with):check

Oh yea and the "black thing"

Needless to say they were scared...as they should have been.

I drove the rest of the way home with my head hanging out of the driver side. Bess believe, I was driving home to tell my cousin what happened, have her put on her "butch gear" while cussin' and swearing up a  mountain we was gonna' get Mookie 'dem on their asses...

...we don't know a Mookie.

We didn't call the cops, we didn't "observe the damages", we jumped back in the car and went looking

 for the bastards. We drove around for about 15 minutes, when we came up on a white boy dressed in black (as they were), by himself.

He looked terrified when we pulled up next to him.

me: "Where you just with a group of kids earlier on?!"

"No ma'am."

my cousin: "Do I look like a ma'am to you?"

"No." 

me: "Are you SURE you weren't with those kids earlier?!

paused in terror

me: "Hey!!"

"No, I swear."

(side eye) "You go and tell your little ass friends if I ever catch them out here, in this neighborhood, it's gonna be a problem."

Went home and called the police.

LMAO.

That's really all you have to do in a middle class, mostly white neighborhood...is make them THINK you're "hood". I'm not really.

Honestly.

Moral of the story? Don't f**k with black people and their BMW's.

Have a wonderful weekend!

Julie Andrews is my idol, she is the reason I sing.

Be safe out there this weekend; will be better about posting next week! Have a lot of good news to reveal!! Take it easy, until then, this song should keep you in high spirits. It always has for me :)

Did you know...

...you're perfect as you are :)

*pretty sure someone needed to hear that*

"Life is not about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself." ~George Bernard Shaw

Go out and flourish, sugas!

That's all for today.

Tim Roth ::daydream crush #001::

yes please

I've been crushing on this one for years. He's perfectly aggressive AND British (plus-pah-plus-plus)

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKK

DELETED MY BLOG COMMENTS THUS FAR!!!
I'M SO FRIGGIN PISSED!!

I wanted to clear out the inbox of comments...but not delete them from the actual blog!

BLOGGER..this is NOT a good look.

Two more strikes and this blog comes down.

FML.

SO RIGHT vs SO WRONG

I fear for the youth. 

I hope things change for our youth. 

I AM and will CONTINUE to be that change.

Late last night while checking my Facebook, I came across this Dove ad:

SO RIGHT

I have a strong opinion about what young girls are viewing as "beauty". Hell, what women, period, are viewing as "beauty". When I was younger I had really bad acne (I still have the occasional breakouts and scarring from past breakouts). I was picked on for years in school..I won't get into the names I was called and the bullying I endured...because this post is not about me.

A LOT of women with children (daughters, especially), don't realize HOW MUCH they take in. 

I'm so disgusted by all the skin lightening, augmentations (sp?), weight loss, obsessions that has taken over the minds of CHILDREN.

For some reason, I can't even form my words right...I have so much to say on the topic but again, this post is about being right AND wrong. 

Not soon after, did I see THIS video:

SO WRONG

Is it just me, or do you feel like you've been bamboozled?! As my dear friend, Ann Spade, would say, Dove got 'splainin to do.

I do REALIZE the brutality we continue to commit on our Earth. I've stopped shopping at certain establishments and buying A LOT of products simply because of the effect it has on the environment. I know it's hard to simply avoid EVERYTHING..but you've got to start somewhere!! When I see something that opens my eyes, I take action. I encourage you to do the same, doesn't matter the size. As long as you make a move. If we continue to walk around aimlessly....this shit is serious. We are KILLING this planet. I will do more research for myself, but now that I know and as it stands...I will no longer be purchasing Dove products.

I'm a woman of my word and I will continue to grow and learn one step at a time, one day at a time. 

"...And when I say "motherfucker" I do mean "motherfucker" Because Mother Earth is dying and we continue to fuck her to death." ~Andre3000

Sinbad and the Eye of the Tiger (1977)

Mark my words, a music video will be made by yours truly, that looks JUST LIKE THIS.

I've seen so many different versions of this movie..but never THIS one. OMG...gold in a bottle I tell you.

I LURVE old throwback movies but this one takes the cake. Just imagine about 7 people on a voyage in the Artic, minks (oh you fancy huh), a walrus that looks like a piece of...umm, yea. Not to mention, horrible acting, bad writing and HILARIOUS and almost awkward racial comments...you don't have to imagine. Press play.

The dialogue that takes place at 1:38...
made.my.night.

There was a tiny spoon, so I stayed.

Today I went to Mercadito's for brunch with my family. It's this upscale mexican restaurant ("cuz we is upscale kinda' folk"). The service was S.L.O.W.A.S.H.E.L.L, but I've come to realize, t'is Americans who are impatient and greedy...I shall change my ways. (I take that back) I've always welcomed the laid back FRIENDLY service. It reminds me of Jamaica, except the friendly part...only kidding. My people ain't too good to machete my ass. I hope this comment hasn't scared White America...mi joke, mi joke ;) Anywho, Mercadito's... 

The food was amazing. purriod.

look at that face

Saw this cute pooch on my way to the bathroom...I die.

tiny spoon

Do you see the scale?! The size of the cafe con leche spoons have always been my favorite. I adore tiny things...I know what you're thinking. 

Mango Mimosa

I had three, walked out of the place, down the street, realized I left my phone on the table, ran back in to the table, it was gone, looked in my purse, why hello there, Droidx...I swear, I wasn't drunk. (I know this was a run-on sentence, I never said I was a writer (songwriter, yes), I'm a blogger and YOU, you are a blog-eader...see how I did that?

o_0 I need water.

This must be what drugs feel like.

I totally would have been a groupie. If ghost shagging was possible...just sayin.
Talent is a *excuse my french* fuckable feature.
For me, anyway.
That's the whore talking...I swear I'm a virgin.
Capital Y
Capital U
Capital UMMY

Anna Gemina - makeupsex (live) (original by Mishal Moore)

This lovely being covered my song...I die.

only one way to begin...

...Mickey. Why, Mickey? Why NOT Mickey? He doesn't judge, he loves everyone and "he's gots a nice crib".

Don't judge me.

Moving on. This is my second attempt at blogging. The first time I didn't know what to say or "how to blog" but you know...who cares? It's my blog..I do what I want...and you'll like it.

I plan on sharing good news, bad news, pictures, thoughts, LAMENTS...err'thang ;)

I'm Mishal Moore (google me...yea..I said it)...I'm google'able'. I've achieved the ultimate, my jobs done....but not really.

Oh so much more to go ;)