tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-112559682012-01-29T16:12:16.725-05:00Started by some HoneyDippedPeanutButtaskotch Chic from the Atlanta who has her own way in and of life... "I KNOW MY TRUTH!"MsButtaskotchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13314319070914794486noreply@blogger.comBlogger381100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255968.post-36352829359973741312011-11-30T22:56:00.001-05:002011-11-30T23:00:28.018-05:00

If you wrote a letter to yourself at 16, what would it say? Here's mine: Dear M; Jamal is not the best you can do. You can do better, and you deserve better. Don't let the fantasy (popularity) of him, the "privilege" of getting to be with him jade you. After the first time, you shouldve left him alone. You weren't satisfied then, and no boy's ego should've been built up as high as you built

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I can’t even lie to you all, I almost spent today crying my eyes out. Yesterday, I had no plans, and nowhere to go for Thanksgiving. I really didn’t want to go home (out of town) for Thanksgiving because I’m ready for a new kind of Thanksgiving (more on that later). I can’t even lie to you all. It was hard as hell scrolling through my Facebook, and seeing all the status updates about what

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Something I found cleaning out my old writing notebook. It was written on 07/20/2001 about something that was going on when i was 16 and 17. Dont judge, just enjoy. The smell of cologne floods my memories with flashbacks of a time gone by. I remember the scent well. I could spot it out in a crowded room full of men with different scents. ...It's sweet, but not too sweet, but so very strong. A

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In forensic science, the Locards Exchange Principle states that “with contact between two items, there will be an exchange.” The basic premise being everywhere you go, you take something with you, and you leave something behind. For every person we come across, be it for a minute, an hour, a day, a week, a month, or a year, we leave something with them and they leave something with us when we

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Hmm... the BET Hip Hop Awards are here (ATL), again. Sabes que, eight to ten years ago, I'd have been all over this! My artists, from the music management company a friend and I had started, would've been everywhere there was to be! Now I hear about it being here, and I can't stop rolling my eyes. I guess that's what happens when you grow and change with and in life. You start

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I always hear a lot of girls/women say "I dont keep women as friends.." and i think "do they know what that simple statement says about themselves?" I cant lie, I'm guilty of saying it myself, off and on. The rationalization is that men make better friends than women. Women have too many issues, and arent trustful. Truthfully, some women are catty, some women are petty, some women are jealous,

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In the Worst of Times... How Bad was your 2010? How Good was it? Did you lose your Job? Lose your Home? Lose a few friends? Lose someone in life? Did you lose all Hope, Faith, Grace, Patience and was your Spirit & Soul broken? Shattered, like a priceless vase, only to be glued back together, but never to look as precious as it once did? Did you stop "Believing?" Because the pain of "Believing"

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5 years later...wow.. 5 years... well. i guess 2011 will be the year i actually put this thing to some serious usage.. :)Gonna wrap up my 2010 here Dec. 1st...*i gotta learn some technical skills, forreal...*

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I feel like I dont know what I'm doing in this writing journey. what makes me good enough? and i also feel like I'm not good enough. my words are not the best words and everything i write doesnt jump off the page. I literally feel so stupid for making this decision to be a writer. Why'd I have to talk about it, why'd I have to show people my story ideas, why couldnt i have kept them to myself

MsButtaskotchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13314319070914794486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255968.post-44745387411940447232009-10-28T03:38:00.005-04:002009-10-28T03:48:39.113-04:00

as much as i would love to sit down & blog about stuff, i really havent had much to talk about lately. so I'm going to sit around & think of some things & then comeback and blog about it. I'm really going to start using this thing, & promoting it more often around the net...until then, here's a poem by William Ernest Hensley that i came across on the internet & fell for..Invictus by WIlliam

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Can't believe I've had this blog for 4 years now...and i've rarely made any real use of it...well...i'm trying...this whole Social Media thing has started to really take off...so maybe there's something to this blogging thing, after all..

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Today is Christmas Day!!! Can you really believe it!!! I cant even believe this year is almost over. It seems like it just started. Wow. Anywho. I did some hard thinking, and I came back to what I started out wanting to do. So this year is all about pushing my envelope and not being afraid to fall off the edge. I've always had a piece of me that does radical things, and felt the fear of what I

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You'd never think that becoming an adult, and establishing myself as an adult would get in the way of my becoming, but it has. I sat and thought today about how and why I am where I am, and not where i started out going. I should have been on another path, but i chose the establishing of my adulthood road and figured that it would take me also down that same path-and it hasnt. I've spent the last

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Today is just one of those days, where i have a case of "the mean reds." I haven't been getting them about work anymore, but i have been getting them whenever it comes down to my career-life. I saw a commercial for Australia and the one thing that stuck out to me is this line "sometimes it's when we have to get lost to find ourself." or something like that. I figure thats what i've been doing for

MsButtaskotchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13314319070914794486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255968.post-62459643588811576672008-11-25T12:51:00.004-05:002008-12-09T12:18:53.034-05:00

Who would have thought this album, would be by far, one of the best albums (in my humble opnion) of the year?! Yes, it has it's cheezy song moments, but there are actually some good songs on this album. Now all I need is for New Edition to come out with an album, and then I'll have my Yin & my Yang. Anywho. buying this album, gave me an incredible School Girl Crush on that beautifuly delicious

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So....here I go again, checking in to my blog...

MsButtaskotchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13314319070914794486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255968.post-2951594059403981102008-06-04T13:55:00.006-04:002010-12-02T20:04:53.489-05:00

So thats what i'm starting to write about. memoirs of a *Blue & Khaki* Geisha. i got the name from a guy i work with, funny, but thought provoking...

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well..damn..seems its been almost an entire year since i've came across here...so i might as well sign back in and start re-posting my thoughts online for noone and everyone to read...anywho...since this year has brought in some changes...i figured i'd change my lil spot here around every now and then...be back later...

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So here goes another post about my adventures in retail today a customer comes thru my line ready to check out. she lays everything on the counter and i begin to ring it up. now after i've rung everything up, she walks off to go look at something else. 6 minutes later while i'm standing there waiting for her to pull out payment for what she purchased and move on in her day (and mine also), she

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I work for this plus-sized clothing store, whose name i wont call (we all know why-you get fired), and i'm an assistant store manager there. There are three management positions within the company - The Store Manager, who i'll label as A, the co-manager who i'll label as B and the lowly assistant store manager who i'll label as C. The associates, we'll just assign numbers to.Now, I've been a ASM

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wow...it has been a seriously long time since i've signed in and written about my daily ongoings...well lets see what has happened since i've been gone... I've gotten a job (wow!) that you'll be reading about in the upcoming weeks under the title "Adventures in Retail Management" and also hmm..what else...well nothing else is new. just the same ol' same ol'. oh yeah i've been working to build my

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So i haven't been blogging like i said i would. But things have been rather busy. I now have a job...It dont even feel real to me, but it is. And honestly it wont feel real to me until i get that first check..and then that second and maybe that third. Or maybe its the fact that i live in my own alternating reality that the real things dont seem real to me...anywho..For a week or two, i opted not

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As i 've already said, i have no tv right now. so i find entertainment in various other forms... radio - i always knew radio was repetitive. we all know they play the same 3 songs all day. but damn...since i've had my radio on for the past 2 weeks...it's really hit me how seriously repetitive the radio is and how boring and ass-kissy the dj's truly are. They will give props and shouts and big-ups

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Right about now i'm listening to Kelly Clarkson - "BreakAway"...and lately thats what i've been feeling like doing. breaking away. somewhere unknown, somewhere new. all of what the songs sings about. somewhere i'll be forced to rise up and meet myself in what i know i can do and can accomplish and get to in life. i've been looking at Baltimore lately. Dont know why, but it, like Puerto Rico, has

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So the thought is..wher have i been??? well...long story short, we (family split up - Thank God!!) and we've moved...You might wonder why I'm so happy that my family is now splitting up..we'll let's just say that...it's the equivalent of overcoming tyranny...anywho...i thought about it..i need to redesign my space (the space that is my blog). I like the colors and all, but ehh..it could be better

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been gone for some time, but i'll beback on monday to post up some thoughts skribbled down...

MsButtaskotchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13314319070914794486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255968.post-1122402704037144592005-07-26T14:25:00.000-04:002005-07-26T14:31:44.036-04:00

Okay, first off, i'm a female, but i grew up as a tomboy. So I'm a little ummm...whats the word, macho in my observations, and thoughts of other females. There's 11 grandkids, and out of that i'm the oldest girl, and then theres mi prima Tia..whose also a Tomboy...whattayagonnado ya know...all i played with were my boy cousins...anywho...I hate women sometimes. A woman can tear down a man, before

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So i just got finished reading my Harry Potter book 6 this morning (bout 2 a.m.)...and whoa...it comes outta nowhere (what happens)...i aint into revealing plots (okay, i am, but just not with Harry Potter), but still though..whoa...i was at my aunt house the other day watching Dirty Dancing...the things you figure out when you grow up...ya know..this used to me favorite movie when i was a kid,

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Yea yea yea...I keep saying that i'm bout to start posting pieces and bits of the novel that i'm working on, but as every author knows, posting uncopywritten work is some kindof hassle. So i'll just something different, i'll post bits & pieces of something that i started on, but never got around to finishing. Dont ask me why i never really finished it, i just ran out ideas with it and most folks

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I need to bury my heart in the sand, and hope that your rose grows in its place. i need to bury your eyes in my soul and hope that they open in my dreams, i need to bury your smell into my mind and hope that it arouses me in time. I need to bury you. I need to bury you so i can look at someone new, i need to bury you so i can love someone new. know what it sounds like to hear them call me all the

MsButtaskotchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13314319070914794486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255968.post-1120768494508163462005-07-07T16:33:00.000-04:002005-07-07T16:36:39.423-04:00

About two years ago, i fell in love with someone i had only known for about 4 days...Now...i dont talk to this person anymore, but the thought of him walks the paths of my mind everyday. I see signs of him every where i look and in conversations i hear pieces of him. How can you love someone you dont even know and wont even see again?More later...

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My apologies folks, but school has taken its true toll on me this summer. And with my hard intentions of raising my GPA, above the usual, i've been keeping my own on nothing but school work....anywho...been reading around, message board to message board to message board. seeing of the news, and people are different, only to find out, when it all boils down to it. same shyt different board. hmmm..

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Okay, so checking the date on the last message i wrote, it's almost kicking up on a month since i've last came. Well, things have been busy folks. Finals are rolling in at school, and working on a novel and working on life have gotten in th way. That and my obsession with finding me a nice perfect pair of wedge summer sandals (what can i say, i'm tapping into my femininity more)...anywho...a

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At what age/point in your life do you sit down and decide what you will and what you wont take or accept from someone in your life? At what point in your life do you stand your own ground and decide morally whats right and whats not right from your standpoint and that you wont accept anything less from others? What values will you set up for yourself to pass on to your children? What lessons &

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Okay, so I know I’m supposed to finish my thoughts on “Organized Konfusion”, but let me veer off topic for a minute. Its about 4 am right now and I just spent the last 5 hours going through 7 chapters prepping for a First Aid & CPR test (I was supposed to attend class and get the answers to the test, but I was late for that class, so I missed out..). While I’m listening, I got my radio going,

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I.There are about two maybe three floating thoughts in my head that all connect, so just read and follow me. If it doesn’t make sense at first, trust me, it’ll make sense by the end…They all connect and have something to do with the other…trust me..So I’m taking this Sociology class “Introduction to Marriage and Family”. Its not part of my major (Journalism & Public Relations), but I’m curious

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The dumbing down of Black Literature...How are we as blacks to ever teach our children about the Black Renaissance and prolific black literature and the value and power of reading and also the value of black books, if all the black books we're presenting to our children are dumbed down. I was at the book store the other day cruising through the aisles, checking out whats new and whats there and

MsButtaskotchhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13314319070914794486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11255968.post-1110050713975401482005-03-05T14:22:00.000-05:002005-03-05T15:18:22.210-05:00

Starting OffSo, I'm starting a blog, just to blow off some steam of the things about the things I read daily online, offline, on tv, etc. etc. From time to time, you might not agree with me, but thats you. Just read it enough to think about what i say and consider the opinion of someone else other than yourself, for once...Anywho...I bought this new book yesterday about Zora Neal Hurston, called

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