Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

What's up y'all, did u miss me???????? I know you did, and I missed y'all too! Wow, the past few months of my life have been really crazy, which explains the lack of bloggage on my part. After a triumphant fall semester, I had a new vigor for school, but I don't know, something about spring semesters just generally suck for me. I thought I had an internship for the summer, that I just knew was gonna work out, but you guessed it, it fell through. I was soooooooo ready to go to the upper room, but hey, shit happens, right? Then, there was a certain campus organization that I want to be a part of sooooooooo very badly, but that ended up not happening for me either. I was really sad about it, but there are really just somethings that are not meant to be at a given time. I was actually cool with it, until the night before they were supposed to be presented to campus. That was just a really depressing day for me, but I went to their coming out presentation and cheered for the people I knew. And who knows? It may happen for me next year. In other news, life is starting to get REAL. Graduation is like a year away, and now I'm beginning to get scared for a few reasons. I'm on track to graduate on time so far, but shit has a way of going horribly awry (short credits, failed/dropped classes, etc), so I'm trying to prevent any of that, because as soon as beloved institution of higher learning stops paying for me to attend, so ends my undergraduate career. Also, I'm going through hell to find an internship for this summer. I don't think I could've picked a worse time to be in college. And I'm about to graduate to a fucked up economy. But I've been through shit before, and I refuse to be a victim of whatever circumstances, because that type of shit is for men of a lesser calibur. In family news, everyone is good for the most part. Baby sis is growing up ever so nicely into an intelligent, beautiful, God-fearing young lady. She's 16 now, and I'm happy to say her teen years are going a hell of a lot better than mine did. Auntie C is doing well too, and they both just went to the Bahamas, and a lovely time was had by all. Last week, we had Easter dinner, and my cousins came over. Baybee, when I tell you I threw down on dinner, I cooked my black ass off. I really do think I could make some money off of my food, if I were willing to devote the time and effort. Oh shit, I didn't do a post about spring break 2009. Well, me and 7 other friends spent a weekend in Myrtle Beach, SC and it was so much fun. We hit some clubs, the beach, and I really didn't drink too much. There was a fairly large blow up between me and a very drunk Kitty HardOn, but we resolved that. And last night was Black Consciousness' 21st birthday party, and it was a crazy ass night. I was playing the role of host, so I couldn't really enjoy the party. Pretty soon the night turned sour, because he got kinda sick (which often happens at such parties). I actually had a few drinks myself, but I was good until I had an Incredible Hulk. (Hypnotiq + Hennessy = immediate intoxication). Next thing I know, I'm singing Barbra Streisand songs at the top of my lungs and very off key (I see you giving me the cyber side eye, and I don't need it). And OMG, I baked a cake, and that shit was phenomenal! I seriously am no joke in the kitchen. But I'm just trying to better myself every day, and really figure out where my life is going. Honestly, I'm kinda confused. Shit just seems to happen for some people, but for me, everytime I try to stay positive about something, it goes wrong. Which brings me to the question: Why keep a positive outlook, when everything goes wrong in the end anyway? I'ma let y'all commiserate on that, and leave your thoughts in the comment section. Until then, stay blessed and sexy (if you got it like that). Deuces!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

50 Random Thoughts

his is called 50 FIRST REACTIONS. Type what comes to your mind FIRST whenever you see these 50 words. Don’t think and don’t go back and change. Doesn’t matter how random it is, just type it!
1. Beer: eww!
2. Food: that Chinese was nasty
3. Relationships: FUCKIN' BOO!!!!!
4. Your CRUSH: I wish I had one
5. Power Rangers: Mastadon, Pteridactyl, Triceratops, Sabertoothed Tiger, Tyrannasaraus!!!!
6. Life: Fuck Mine
7. The President: My lambo's blue, and I'll be g*tdamned if my rims ain't too
8. Yummy: I got enough goods to feed the whole world, I got more riches than diamonds and pearls (props to anyone who knows that awful ass song)
9. Cars: I never should've sold the one I had in high school
10. Movies: God is trying to tell you something
11. Halloween: The Black Power Ranger
12. Sex: sure would be nice right about now
13. Religion: gimme that old
14. Hate: doing it to me won't make you any cuter
15. Fear: failure
16. Marriage: I really want it. Bad!
17. Blondes: Lil Kim in the "Ladies Night" video
18. Slippers: comfy
19. Shoes: infatuation
20. Asians: Oriental (I know that's awful, but it really is what I thought)
21. Past time: chillin
22. One night stand: nasty ass hoes
23. My cell phone: I want a new one
24. Smoke: unattractive
25. Fantasy: getting an internship for the summer
26. College: You can tell a Morehouse Man, but you can't tell him much
27. High school life: stuntin' on hoes
28. Pajamas: saw some cute Polo ones in South Carolina
29. Stars: they're pretty
30. Center: the Lord
31. Alcohol: kinda getting over it
32. The word love: hope I find it
33. Friends: mine are phenomenal
34. Money: I wish I could just receive a windfall
35. Heartache: constant in life
36. Time: waits for no one
37. Divorce: my parents
38. Dogs: I hate them
39. Undies: boxer briefs
40. Parents: you can't pick them
41. Babies: I really want a daughter
42. Ex: she's married. I moved on.
43. Song: "Shit'n on you Hoe" by Geisha (get the fuck into it!)
44. Color: black
5. Weddings: I love them
46. Pizza: I need to hit Fellini's
47. Hangout: friends' houses
48. Rest: I don't get enough
49. Goal: for life to go the way it's supposed to
50. Inspiration: Life's a bitch, because if it were easy, it would be a slut

My Plans for 2009

I know everybody does those cliche ass New Year's Resolutions, but I'm not even gonna hand y'all that bullshit. However, I am really gonna try to be a better me in this new year. My goals are:
1. Continue this trend of good grades that I started
2. LOSE WEIGHT (because my face is on point, so the body should be too, right????)
3. find a girlfriend
4. not drop any classes
5. laugh more
6. read more (when time permits)
7. find a bomb ass internship for the summer
8. GET MONEY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
9. do something to improve myself everyday, no matter how big or small
10. Start sincerely living by the mantra that THERE IS NO BITCH (or feel free to insert any curse word of your choice) IN THE WORLD BADDER THAN ME - courtesy of My Other Sis
11. To also start sincerely living by the mantra that IF I'M NOT SHITTING ON YOU NOW, I WILL BE SOON ENOUGH - courtesy of Fav Cuz (truly words to live by)

DBaby's Reflections on 2008

Well folks, we made it through another year, and 2008 was an emotional roller coaster to say the least. There were plenty of missteps and lessons learned from those missteps. There were plenty of painful moments and also strength gained from surviving those painful moments. There were friendships tested only to be made stronger and more intense when it was all said and done. Most importantly, there were plenty of laughs, hugs, deep ass convos, and happy ass memories from the last 12 months of my life. Now 2008 started of HORRIBLY for me. A few days before Christmas 2007, my dad and I had a fallout of EPIC proportions that changed our relationship forever, regardless of if he wants to admit it or not. I felt like everything that could go wrong in the first few weeks of last year did. However, I was determined not to get down about my situation, because there's always somebody worse off than I am. 2008 was also the year that I got really close to Black Consciousness, The Artiste, Kitty HardOn (Detroit Diva), and Unapologetically K. I mean we were friends, but I view them more as family now. There were some times where they pissed me off (especially Black Consciousness and Unapologetically K), and I know I definitely pissed them off. With my whole crew period, there were honestly times when I wish I had a different group of friends. But now I realize that they have to be some of the greatest people on Earth, and I appreciate them all alot. The Spring semester of 2008 ended up going horribly wrong, and it climaxed in me losing my scholarship (y'all were with me through all of that). Then there was the time when I reached my breaking point in April, because everything I had been dealing with (school, finding a job, my lovelife, weight, etc) finally got to me, and I was ready to end it all. But with some serious ass convo from a friend (who shall now be known as C-Boogie) and My Other Sis, I got through it. Summer ended up being a very refreshing and enlightening time in my life. I returned to Omaha, along with My Other Sis, and she and I just regrouped and got our shit together. Seriously, it was one of the best summers I've had in recent years. By the time Fall rolled around, I was ready to go hard and shit on anyone who got in my way. I had a new attitude and it served me well. I got my scholarship back and got a bomb ass GPA to boot. I'm learning to try to improve myself every day, and I realize that in the process I may step on some toes, even that of my own friends. I have some great memories, including Homecoming and Thanksgiving. Honestly, I'm not that into Christmas anymore. It was great being around my family, but Christmas doesn't do the same thing to me as it did when I was 7. And New Year's Eve was great. I spent it with my cousins and got all my liquor for free!!!!! As I stated before, for all the bullshit that 2008 brought, I can honestly say I'm a better man for it. I'm stronger, wiser, I'm better, much better (shout out to Marvin Sapp), and damn it I MADE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Tag, Now I'm It

Damn, 2 posts in one day???? It must be the holidays, because I rarely give this much lol. So, I keep giving into this damn peer pressure, Lucky tagged me in her blog, so here it is on mine. (To Lucky, girl I'm sorry it took me so long to do this, but you of all people should know what my life has been like lately). Anyway, I guess the object is to list random ass things about yourself, so here goes:
1. I've came to the conclusion over the weekend that I have a retail addiction. I seriously have no self control when it comes to spending money on clothes (of course, I'm exaggerating a bit, but lowkey, I may need counseling)

2. I have the tendency to believe that I'm entitled to certain things, just because I'm me.

3. I still really don't care that much for my father as a person, and to make it worse, I don't feel that bad about it

4. I noticed that I spend a lot of time obsessing about my weight. That being said, I enjoy food entirely too much to ever think about being anorexic

5. As much as I talk about wanting a girlfriend, I know that I am nowhere near ready for one

6. A friend told me that I hang around certain people to make myself look better, and I sometimes wonder subconsciously, is that true?????

7. Sometimes, I'm not sure where my life is going, and I feel like I should be a lot further at 20 than I am.

8. There are times when I get utterly annoyed by being in the presence of my friends, and they haven't done anything wrong. The problem really is me, not them, but I don't know how to fix it, because I really do miss them when they're not around.

9. As much as I enjoy being grown, there are times when I would give anything to go back to being 5 again ( life was so much simpler back then)

10. I've realized that I have the tendency to compare myself to other people and to try to make myself better at certain things than other people. It has the potential to turn into something unhealthy.

So yeah, there you have it. This is actually shit that I've been thinking about for a while now, and it feels good to get them off my chest.
And now I'm tagging:
Bobby2010
The Young Lady
The Artist
Girl With The Golden Heart

I Made It (plus a Treat at the End)

What's good world, it's ya boi D checking in with a new and long awaited post. Let me preface this entry by apologizing for the lack of bloggage (the last half of this semester was nobody's bitch). Anyway, when I last posted, it was just after homecoming, and since then, a lot has happened. First off, I just need to say that the universe and all its celestial beings must conspire to ensure that November and May are the hardest months of a college student's life. Let me tell you, I had papers, presentations, and exams out the ass, and on top of that I still found time to have a damn good social life lol. There were a few setbacks, namely a project for a major class that I worked my ass off, and ended up getting a damned C. When I tell you there was about to be some smoke on Brown Streeeeeeeettttt, but I'm a saved man, and my momma didn't raise me to do such things lol. Needless to say, by the time Thanksgiving rolled around, I was near my breaking point, and it couldn't have come at a better time. The night before I was supposed to make my way to Lousiana, I was on my way to a party at Doc in Training's house. Now, he lives in the hood, but that's not a problem, because I grew up and currently attend school in hood ass areas, and nothing has ever happened to me before. So, as I was going to Auntie C's Lexus outside of Doc's apartment building, some cunt comes up and robs me. I was soooooooooo fucking outdone. After that, I just went home and went to sleep. Praise be to Jesus, he only took about six dollars, and I was unharmed. The next morning, me and Auntie C drove to Louisiana to spend the holiday with Big Cuz and his family, and as always, I had a blast. I don't believe in celebrating the holidays without family, so seeing them did me a lot of good. I guess I must've been looking worn the fuck out, because Big Cuz immediately noticed something was wrong, and he demanded to know what was bothering me. It was then that I poured out everything that had been going on in my life over the past semester, and how I was just overwhelmed my school and the impending uncertainty of life as an adult. He sat me down and had one of our talks that we seem to have on average of at least once a year (he's like 20 years older than I am). I have to say, after talking to him, I felt a lot better, AND he's gonna work on getting me an internship with one of his friends who owns an architecture firm, so hopefully I'll be spending summer 2009 in New Orleans (keep your fingers crossed for me y'all). Those who know me, know that food is one of my favorite parts of the holidays, and this year did NOT disappoint. When I tell you they threw down with fried turkey, and all the sides, I am NOT lying. Big Cuz, his wife, and his mother in law stepped in that kitchen and said "Bitch, we in the Bayou!!!!!!!" It was just a day full of good food, good drink, good convo, and plenty of laughs, you know the stuff memories (and dreams lol) are made of. Thanksgiving night, some of the crew came to NOLA for the Bayou Classic weekend, so I met up with them. To sum it up, we stepped on Bourbon Street and hilarity ensued. I was the only sober one, so that was a nice change. It was a great night, even though at one point, I was ready to slap the batshit out of Unapologetically K for some shit she had said, but she was drunk, so I let it go. (K, I love you girl, but you almost caught it that night). The next day, me and Big Cuz's son (who from this point on shall be known as Fav Cuz 2.0) enjoyed a day of shopping and celebrating Black Friday on Canal Street. Y'all know me, so there's really no need to go into great detail about how much damage I did lol. That night, we went to the Stepshow and Battle of the Bands between Southern and Grambling, and as usual, Southern tapped that ass. We got there late, because I had to pick up a friend, and driving that weekend in downtown NO was hell, so I missed the stepshow, but I do know the Kappas and Deltas won (congrats to them). That Saturday, me and Auntie C made our way back to the A, but not without a stop at an outlet mall (me + Ralph outlet = heaven, I don't need to say anymore) and a casino (Auntie C + casino = heaven, I'll leave that alone). Then it was back to dear old Morehouse to finish up the semester. Finals were last week, and they wore everybody the fuck out, but we made it. As far as I know, all the people that I care about made it home to their families safely. This is the semester that determines the rest of my college career, so I'm on pins and needles waiting for grades to post. Keep me in your prayers people, because I really need it right now. But a very wise man once told me that once you have to start worrying about something, it's already out of your hands, so I'm trusting the Lord on this one. I probably won't do another post before Christmas, so I want to wish everyone out there a safe and blessed holiday (Christmas, Hannukah, Kawaanza, etc), be sure to spend that time with your families and tell them how much you love them. Until next time, stay blessed and not stressed, because stress leads to you being a hot ass mess!!!!! (I know, I'm lame as fuck for that, but oh well lol). And just in time for the holidays, I've included some of my favorite Christmas videos. Enjoy ;) !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Homecoming!!!!!!!!!!! (one hell of a weekend)

Greetings and salutations folks!!!!!!! Once again, I know it's been a while since I've done an actual post, but as I said before, I'm a grown ass man with grown ass man things to do! Anyway, I have to say, life is pretty fucking grand right about now. I finally got my refund check last week (y'all know college students live for those) and I'm doing pretty well in all my classes (save for this damn macroeconomics). There isn't one pimple on my face, and I just noticed I have a little extra room in the waist of some of my pants. So yeah, I really don't have anything to complain about. Last weekend was the annual Morehouse/Spelman homecoming celebration, and I have to say, it did NOT disappoint. Last Friday was the Coronation Ball, and when I tell you we were CLEAN, I am NOT lying. As the Artiste put it in his Facebook status, we were too jazzy for that ass. Hair was whipped and chopped, and faces were beat and snatched!!! I must admit, I was a pretty big hit myself, looking fly as hell in a black and white ensemble I put together, and of course the hair was freshly cut (as if I would have it any other way). After the ball, we ended up having a lackluster experience at Waffle House (of course), and I ended up not getting in until like 5:30 Saturday morning. After about 4-5 hours of sleep, it was time to get up and enjoy the festivities of the tailgate and game. I had myself a muffin and orange juice for breakfast, and then it was out to Spelman's parking lot. At first, I was working the alumni relations tent, but pretty soon, me, Black Consciousness, and Doc in Training decided it was time to partake in some homecoming libation. Soooooooo, we headed back to my room, got extra fucked up (even though Doc in Training was already gone before he met up with us) and headed to the football game. Now those from around these parts know that beloved institution of higher learning's football team isn't the greatest, but we actually won. Later that evening, we went to the step show, but I didn't get to enjoy it, due to sickness. Just to break it down, a lot of liquor + empty stomach = sick. But all in all, I have to say I had one hell of a weekend, so no complaints here. Until next time, be safe, be clean, and when in doubt, ask yourself, What would DBaby do?

P.S. - I met this girl a few weeks back who attends beloved institution of higher learning's cousin school, and she and I kinda hit it off. I ran into her again at the tailgate and we exchanged numbers and have been texting. Anyway, I'm really kinda feeling her, and she seems like girlfriend material. That being said, I don't have the best luck when it comes to the ladies. Any advice on how to handle it???????