; 'Cause The Skinny Bxtch Said So.: bitchassness
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Showing posts with label bitchassness. Show all posts

Saturday, June 19, 2010

Sounds Like Paper 2010

If you haven't seen it on the news or in facebook pics, or on youtube, June 15th Drake shut down NYC. No it was not in the way you think. This man's name alone had South Street Seaport looking like a slave ship. Then like Amistad, these people revolted and rioted. I was one of 20,000 people who showed up to Paper Magazine's Sounds Like Paper summer series concert. I attended last year and it went off fine so I thought this year would be just the same. How wrong was I? Slowly but surely, people began coming in droves, some with kids -_- [on shoulders, in strollers, IN THE WOMB!]. Hanson did their sound check, Drake's band did their sound check, and Ninjasonik [We are Sonik-fkn-Ninjas] did theirs. I thought all was well until after Ninjasonik did their sound check. A fight broke out and hundreds of people came towards the main section in front of the stage [where I was]. It only went down from there. About 6 fights broke out causing human waves, bottles were thrown, liquids, dirt, flowers, then chairs. Then there was a rat that decided it wanted to trample through the crowd causing another bum rush. At one point the crowd was swaying side to side and my friend told me that someone had a gun. *side track* WHAT THE HELL DO YOU NEED A GUN AT A FREE CONCERT FOR? MUTHAFCKA DO YOU UNDERSTAND? FREE! AS IN YOU DO NOT HAVE TO PAY! WHY DO ALL OF YOU INSIST ON ACTING LIKE ANIMALS? *side track end* The largest war began when first bottles were thrown, then it turned into liquids, then dirt from Uno's flower pots, then the whole flower pot. By that time I had been pushed so much that I ended up over the barricade and on the stage. Being terrified for my life, I made my way out of South Street Seaport right as the chairs started flying.

Although it was scary, there were some good moments like the idiots who were swinging from the windows at Uno's, some cool people we met, and jammin to the sound checks. OTHER THAN THAT IT WAS MADNESS, STRAIGHT MADNESS! I FELT LIKE I WAS GONNA DIE! The concert would have went off without a hitch had it not been for the plain stupid people who wanted attention and did everything Paper reps asked us not to do, intoxicated people [lots of 4 Loko and weed], the hood children [TOO many were in attendance], and over zealous Drake fans and groupies. Paper should have also had wayyy more security, shouldn't have over publicized the event, should have made it a secret concert [I went to a FREE secret Chris Brown concert 2 years ago], they should have made an announcement that the concert was canceled instead of having people stand there and they should have called the police sooner instead of getting on stage and taking photos of the madness. It was a good thing they canceled it though because people would have died and Drake would have been shoved into the water.

Bad look for NYC, AMAZING look for Wheelchair Jimmy. He mad NYC act a damn fool for damn near 5 hours.

Skinny Bxtch OUT!








Wednesday, July 29, 2009

I Ripped My Pants...-_-

See I thought my day couldn't get any worse but oh it did. Not only was I late to work thanks to the muthafcking MTA, I ripped my pants. But let me go off on the MTA for a minute. So I get on the 2 train today all ready to go. I realize we left 2 minutes late and 2 minutes goes a long way when you live in New York City. Then after 4 stops the train sits. And sits. And sits. Oh wait for it...AND SITS! The conductor makes an announcement about the silly train traffic that always seems to occur. We move along. And it sits. And sits. Then it moves and stops in a tunnel...you already know the drill. The conductor comes on the speak is like 'The Lexington line is having some delays and problems, when the train gets to Atlantic Ave. either stay on or go to another train because this will continue all morning'.
-_- Nice. So I get off and I walk to the N, W, R, D, & V train platform with a million other people. Three trains came back to back and boy was I happy until I realized that they were all full. I finally got on a relatively empty D train and it was moving at a good speed until it hit the Brooklyn Bridge, where it sat and sat and sat. When the train finally got to my stop I made my way out of the platform area only to find myself in the confusing underground concourse. That thing makes you feel as if you are in a Harry Potter movie with all those damn tunnels and gold walls. For a good 15 minutes I am just walking until I finally admit to myself that I am lost. I searched for the first glimpse of outside light I could run to and made my way to the surface. I was finally free and had 2 minutes to run up 3 long Manhattan blocks filled with clueless tourists. I got to work like 5 minutes late but hell I got there and that is all that matters. I was cool all until lunch time came around. I was on my way to the lunch room when I felt a little breeze on my leg. I'm like "Hmmm that's interesting" and I keep it moving because I suspected the pants were just thin. Then I felt and even stronger breeze which made me even more confused and instantly look down at my pants. There I see a rip from my pelvis to the middle of my thigh. OH MY WORD! I have been walking around like this and no one had the decency to say "Miss you ripped you're pants" because I damn sure didn't put them on like this! SMH! BOO FCKERS BOO! I would have told somebody that they ripped their pants HELL I TOLD THIS MAN HE HAD A BUG ON HIM! [granted that was driven by personal motive because he was standing right in front of me and I was scared it was going to jump on me so I had to tell him so he can rid of it]. Either way I was nice enough to tell him. So I put my bag in front of my leg and walked to the lunch room. I ate my lunch then ran to The Gap and bought a pair of jeans because that was all they had on sale and I refuse to pay $50 for Khaki pants that I will never wear again unless I work at Target. From that point on my day was relatively okay, nothing to scream about. I did learn a few things from this day: 1) I still hate humans. 2) Gap has upgraded the quality of their jeans 3) The Gap now carries my choice of jeans. The last time I bought Gap jeans was in 8th grade and they were kinds hard and rough. Now Gap jeans are nice, cotton soft, and they fit in all the right places. Did I mention they give me somewhat of a butt??? YASS! LIFE! I recently bought their Always Skinny jean and it is my new favorite. Anywho I have SAT homework to finish [yes I am at work doing my SAT hw, don't judge me] so ciao lovies.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Why Are You Still Here?

There are some people who are constantly on gossip sites or on television that really have me wondering...why are you still here? You'll be sure to see some familar faces here:



Christina Milian


Every 5 minutes I see these two on a gossip site. I am tired of seeing your face Christina. At least Chicken Little [The Dream] has an album out and a hot song with Kanye West but what are you doing with your life? No clubbing, showing up at events, shopping and being glued to Chicken Little does not count. You are a singer and an actress [I use that term loosely]. Either get your ass in a studio or in a movie or get your ass out of the "lime light" because you are useless until that point. This is my belief on celebrities: unless you are singing or acting, stay your ass at home and do not emerge unless you are entertaining me. That's wtf you get paid for so do it. I get my ass up every morning for work but you do everyday shit and expect to get paid? EENK! WRONG! Get your life together heifer. Make music or disappear.

Ray-J


Don't even get me started on this one here. Brandy's little brother has been upsetting my eyes for a minute now. So you make a sex tape with Kim Kardashian and all of a sudden your famous and you have money? Well then Kim K make a stop at my house next time you're in NYC. Then VH1 went and gave this fool a show so he could display his hoe tactics and debauchery for the world to see. WHY? You have no album. You are not entertaining, you're a perv. The last song you had sounded like a cat being strangled in a dark alley. Ray-J is about as useless as New Jersey. Please do me a favor and disappear.

Paris Hilton


I've been wanting to remove her useless ass since I was in 8th grade. Do I really need to rant about this first crotch? BE GONE! If only the stars knew how luck they are that they are blind. [get it her song 'stars are blind'].

Spencer & Heidi


Words cannot express the dislike I harbor for these baboons. The epitome of useless. The epitome of everything that is wrong with the world. I have never seen people so desperate for fame and all they are gaining is hate but then again...people still know them. Heidi and her cheap videos and bad songs. Spencer and his bad attitude and leprachuan lookin ass. I cannot take them and their antics. They call up God's name in vain for their stupidity. I just don't know what to say. I just need them to GO AWAY! Tie some bricks to Heidi's boobs and let her sink in the ocean. Steal Spencer's little pot of gold. Just remove them.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Lifestyle Of The Rich & The Useless

I don't know about you all but I, for one, am tired of the bull on tv. What is that bull yoask? It is the constant push of reality shows tooting up the lives of the rich and useless. It all started with Laguna Beach, then The Hills, and now NYC Prep. I admit I was a Laguna Beach head when it started but by the third season I realized why the fck am I watching people do nothing but live just because they are rich? They do the same shxt just means it's more expensive. And quite frankly my view point on this is if you're not giving any of your money then I don't need to watch you. NYC Prep recently premiered and I tuned into that because I go to a prep school. My school isn't on the upper east side so we aren't considered all highty tighty but we know how this circle works. I knew I would hate the show and surely it did not disappoint. I despise the rich and the useless. The rich and the useful I can dig. But these fools on television...not so much. I cannot stand four of the children on the show. I refuse to call them teenagers because they act like brats. I have no respect for these idiots and I have no respect for their lifestyle. No lie, I would use these children if they were my friends. Their personalities are despicable and that one from public school is a dweeb. She was unsure of how public school kids will mix with private school kids. -_- Baby girl we do that type of thing everyday. Smh @ that jaded wannabe. Well I had more for a rant but I am no longer inspired to yell so that's that.

bottom line: reality shows about rich people are stupid and pointless.

Monday, June 29, 2009

Jay-Z & BET Really Wanna Be Startin' Something....

As you must expect I was very disappointed with the calamity that was the BET Awards last night. I had no intentions of watching [because I don't watch BET unless The Game is showing] but since they said that the entire show will be dedicated to Michael I had to tune in. It was my duty as a Michael Jackson fan to watch it. I expected a lot. I am picky when it comes to Michael. Neyo did a good job, Jamie had me rolling with those outfits, although his jokes were distasteful at times and when Janet came out, it was a wrap for me. Unfortunately those moments only lasted a few minutes out of that 3 hours of bull. New Edition??? Really? Ciara?? SINGING?????? The hell! And do not get me started on Ving Rhames's "Guns is Michael Jackson"...-_-...I had a mind to jump through that television and beat that man with his own juice cup. GUNS??? GUNS IS MICHAEL JACKSON??? GUNS??? THAT ISN'T EVEN PROPER ENGLISH!!! MY NIG [I only use this when I am angry] GUNS??? FO REAL??? ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG! New Edition need to sit their old behinds down because that performance was pitiful and their singing abilities are lacking. Speaking of old behinds, Don Cornelius had me on the floor laughing soo hard because that old crack was struggling like no other to read that telepromter. Beyonce...I love you and all but I was watching a piece from your concert and I was bored to tears. I left the room when Monica & Keyshia cole came on. Young Money with their horrendous performance of 'Every Girl' was a huge dishonor to Michael. Every line in that damn song was bleeped so much until I just put the TV on mute thinking Chris Brown would pop out any second -_- [let's thank Jay-Z for that gem]. And who were those little girls on stage with Drake? T-pain coming on stage and snatching the award without the customary kiss & thank you was horrid. Along with the fact that he had a red cup in his hand. Keri Hilson sounded bad, real bad Michael Jackon [hehe get it!]. Overall that monstrosity of a show wasted 3 hours of my life. Poor Janet had to witness such crap. MTV please do a better job in August or whenever you do the VMAs this year because I can't with BET. I refuse them and their niggatry.

AND NOW IF THAT WASN'T ENOUGH! I am reading on different blogs that Jay-Z had the plugs pulled on Chris Brown's performance. If Chris Brown touched that stage he threatened to pull out of the show. Listen up here Shawn Carter, Jay-Z or whatever you wanna call yourself these days. I have lost so much respect for you if this is true. Not because I am a fan of Chris but because I am a Michael Jackson fan. Everybody knows, you and that 5 head bitch Rihanna cannot deny, that Chris is the closest person to Michael Jackson in terms of dance and things of that nature. Michael Jackson said it himself. Dead ass in my eyes everyone is the size of a green pea compared to Michael. Last night was not about Chris boxing up Little Miss Forehead. Last night was not about you and your funky ass wishes. It was about honoring and celebrating Michael. Chris and Rihanna are past their littl tiff, that is their business, it should not have to interfere with the celebration of someone's life ESPECIALLY someone as important as Michael. Michael Jackson is the reason why you [Jay-Z], Rihanna, and Chris can be played constantly on MTV. MTV had no intentions on showing our black behinds on there until Michael. HELL they didn't even wanna show him. As a Brooklynite and a HUGE Jay-Z fan I am very disappointed. Jay-Z are a grown ass man, act like it. Rihanna can handle herself. What you need to be doing is telling her that she shouldn't be doing the walk of shame from a basketball player's hotel room early in the morning. I didn't even want to see Chris [I'm lying yes I did], I just wanted to see somebody finally give Michael the justice he deserves on that rinky dink ass stage last night. For once someone has do right by Michael.

This better not be true.
Jay-Z single handedly killed what could have been an AMAZING Michael tribute all because Chris boxed up his money maker. Jay be happy she is alive and no longer bruised up because he could have honestly killed her if he wanted to. Harsh? Yes. Do I give a fck? HELL NAW because he fcked with Michael. Nobody messes with Michael. In closing, Jay-Z until you support 39 charities and receive a world record for being the most charitable celebrity like Michael Jackson, do not dare dictate who can and cannot pay tribute to Michael because Bey did not sing a Michael song, she sang boring ass AVEEEE MARIIIIIII-YAAAAA! -__________________-

I sound crazy but I don't care.
I am so passionate about Michael Jackson is scary but I believe from all the bull he has been put through on this earth by the hand of worthless human beings, he deserves nothing but the best. I only wish he was here to see just how much we love him. He knew he had dedicated fans but he needed to see just how much of a force this is.

I'm at work so I shouldn't be blogging but this had me fired up.
I gotta go.
PEACE!

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Something Of Massive No Bueno Proportions...

My friend and I were talking about how good 'Boyfriend #2' would have sounded with the rest of Pretty Ricky. I am not going to deny it, I used to be a hardcore Pretty Ricky fan [don't lie you know you were too]. I went to their concert, got their autograph, knew all those nasty lil lyrics and listned to them damn near everyday in 9th grade. Since Pleasure left and they brough in this new fool, I just couldn't continue with them. First off, this fool's name is Lingerie. Secondly, he never takes off his sunglasses. Thirdly, he just isn't as good as Pleasure. This post is not about him oh no, no no, THIS POST is about reason #2 for me disowning Pretty Ricky: Spectacular. He was my favorite, lawd knows he was but this shxt right here...nah b I have to disown this mofo right now. This fxckery has been on Mediatakeout and countless other blogs but I couldn't pass it up. This fool actually posted this on myspace [it was in my bullitens section lol]. Take a gander:



Pretty Ricky is officially done!
What the fck is this fool doing in some pink panties? Is it me or does he match the paint on the wall? Pleasure boy you got out just in time I swear. I can't with this boy today. He is just licking his hands, touching himself, gyrating, and all serious with his tom foolery. As my mother would say: boy go siddung! I think these are the most tags I have ever done on a post because this video is that horrendous. I have never laughed so hard. Sexy Spec...darling you get a healthy dose of:



Jay & Bey do not approve.

Saturday, January 17, 2009

When bitchness strikes...

[ I might as well be hollering at him ^^^]

In light of certain bitchassness [thank you Diddy for that lovely word] I am going to keep a log of bitchness that has graced my pathway. It could be from a male that I know to straight bitchery I have seen on the street, I DON'T CARE YOU WILL BE MARKED! I should walk around and mark dudes with a big ass scarlet 'B' like they did Hester in The Scarlet Letter [get up on your American Lit people]. Hov said it the best "Men shouldn't get jealous, that's a femal trait' but I see the young men have missed that memo. Don't get jealous because I am hanging out with my friends. I give you your breathing time, give me mine. I don't question you when you go hang out with your hoe ass friends so don't get mad when I try to have a day with my non hoe ass friends. Don't text, call, or IM me with some bull. I am tired of guys acting like they are on their period. Unless there are special aisles in the supermarket or commercials for the special friend that visits you every month then you are not allowed to: complain, get mad over foolishness, walk around with an attitude, aka ACT LIKE A FKN FEM! If you want to have the hunt for the red october going on in your pants by all means come take this horrendousness away but until that point...shut the fck up and go sit your penis carrying ass down. I am tired of guys catching feelings. I understand you are hurt, I know that shxt is not easy but how fxcking long can you hold a grudge and not even attempt to clear the air. I don't beg for friendship, either we talk or we don't [period]. I just want to be on cool terms with everyone because I see no reason in being unhappy forever. There are people in my life who I should not talk to or even acknowledge but I do anyway because I see no reason to carry around malice in my back pocket. I am too cute for that shxt. I don't need drama in my life. When I say this to guys they are like "Wow you are just like a male, you don't hold on to shxt, you actually move on with no evilness' WELLLLLL that right there is a muthafxcking lie because guys are more female than ever when it comes to this. When I get to college guys better not be on this shxt because there will be hell to pay. I will shame your ass and make you walk around with "Bitch made" on your forehead. I am tired of guys gossiping like girls. Females will gossip but guys do it on a wholeeee other level. I tell my friends enough info to hold them because I trust no one, that's just me. Trust is not something that is my friend because every time I think I trust someone, they go and run their mouth so I am done with sharing my world. You get a piece of it lol. GUYS however tell their friends everything and have your name in the mouth of others who you do not know. Why do I have people from other schools asking me about our issue? Why is my name this kid's mouth when I have never met him in my entire life? Bottom line don't put our business out there because I never would. And when it gets back to me it's a has shxt that has never even happened thrown in there. I can understand if it is friends that I know but when my name and business are in the mouth of someone I have never met....Houston we have a problem bigger than global warming. I would never have my business out like that and neither should you. This display of bitchness has led me to only consider guys who are in no proximity of my school, friends, family, basically anywhere that he might know anyone that I know. Hell I could avoid all of this by going after a non english speaking immigrant but I'm not trying to have homeland security calling me up asking if I am hiding illegal aliens in my small ass apartment. Even aside from sharing their lives, guys will tarnish a girl's rep by having it around that she is a whore. This has never happened to me as far as I know but I have seen it happen to some girls who haven't done a thing besides kiss one boy and because she wasn't feeling him as much as she used to, he went and told everyone she was a smut. It is a girl thing to make rumors and to tarnish a girl's rep because "oh that broad stole my man" [lmao @ that hoodrat sentence] or some bull like that. I am tired of guys shopping more than chicks. I enjoy seeing guys with a semi empty closet but when you have more clothes and shoes than I do...no bueno. I like that you care about your appearance but when you start making outfits for me, I might have to cut you. Whatever happened to the days of white tee, nice dark blue jeans, and white ups? Now dudes out here looking worse than Rupaul. SMH! I am tired of the female tendencies in general! I call them fem tends. When you don't want someone to be friends with me because you have a tiff with me...fem tend. When you go through someone's phone and remove my number...fem tend. When you do any of the bitchery that I have complained about above...FEM BLASTED TEND!

Like I've been saying since the beginning of junior year
Dudes are bitch made.
Simple.
You don't even have to ask why
'Cause the skinny bxtch said so.