So yesterday I watched Insidious or whatever it's called the movie with the boy who's soul walks in his sleep and a demon tries to take his body well anyways while watching the movie I was sewing me in some wet n wavy hair. Well a few hours later when I finished and the movie was over I was looking for another movie to put in being the scary ass that I am you know I wasn't going to sleep after that movie. So I get up and you know that little switch rope thing that hangs down from the cieling fan my hari got caught on it and I flipped shit lol I thought the demon had me. After a moment of trying to get away from the demon I looked up and realized that my wet n wavy brazilian curl was caught in the cieling fan yeap thats my life lol. So moral of the story no scary movies after 9!
A bit of advice from......Yanna Monroe.
Monday, November 28, 2011
Friday, November 11, 2011
How I forgot my car.....
So I've officially lost it. I decided to drive to school instead of taking the train because I had to go to work afterwards. Went to school blah blah blah. I go to my last class which is at the YMCA across town. I take the train to the next stop fast forward class is over. I get on the train right why did I get more than half way home to realize I drove to class that day? Why do I sound like the laughing cow commercial (that cheese is actually good by the way).I'll tell you why because I've completely lost my mind. Moral of the story don't forget your car downtown.
A bit of advice from,
Yanna Monroe
A bit of advice from,
Yanna Monroe
When life sucks sometimes.....
Why is life so hard? I've been taking some pretty hard falls on the ass lately I still haven't found a second job, I might end up paying 10,000 for classes I didn't even take, and I don't have a permanent adress because my mothers a psycho. As crappy as my life is right now all I can think about is this one girl in my swim class she's such a one upper. You know those people who always try to beat you at anything you say. All I can think about is how much she gets on my nerves. Basically, yesterday we were talking about why she's been ghost from class for the past couple of weeks. She says I've been in the hospital but don't ask. Okay, then she tells me anyways basically it had something to do with depression. Now, I know, I know boo hoo her but I just don't believe in all that medicine and shit. As much as my life seems to suck I will never let myself get that bad. Thats some b.s. how do you let yourself get so hopeless you suffer from depression? How does your life suck so bad when you not striving for anything. Thats when life really starts sucking honestly when you try to do better for yourself. Even if your limbs are falling off be happy your not dead. Watch a funny movie are go to a place in your mind when your were jus really happy. In life when your trying to reach for success sometimes you have to look for happiness first.
A bit of advice from,
Yanna Monroe
A bit of advice from,
Yanna Monroe
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Suprise!!!!
Somebody sent me this pic wow look at her eyebrows!
The Stripper?
Now before you get the wrong idea this is going to be a pretty personal story so don't judge just listen and learn from the lesson I have. So I've been debating whether I wanted work in a strip club. Now, I'm not saying there's anything wrong with them but for me personally I jus don't feel comfortable. But, as a broke college student it sounded like a good way to make money. My friend told me about her friend that waitressed at one and said she made alot of money. Not, that money can buy happiness but it could help with tuition. But thats beside the point, the point was I'm a broke college student who needs income. Long story short one club in particular I applied to didn't serve alcohol and the food they served was buffet style. So the only thing the waitress do was bring them ice and here's the big one get BOUGHT off the floor for TLC time. The guy that interviewed me said it was a massage from the waist up nothing sexual....wtf? So, now I'm someones life sized blow up doll umm no sir. Not listening to my first instincts I followed up with my second interview right so the guy I'm supposed to be interviewing is in the D.J. booth the lady at the front tells me to just take a seat inside and he'll be with me in a moment. Now, let me jus say now that everyone employee in that club was very nice and curtious to me and I thank them for that. Now, that I got that out the way........its a but ass naked club dude. Okay, and honestly after living in an all girls dorm that didn't bother me it was the thirsty men in the room that did. One of em approached in a jogging suit (I'm not gonna lie he was cute but that outfit was disgusting) and he wasn't great and holding a convo either plus he sniffed me. Ladies and Gentlemen, that was an A.D.D. rant my now back to my story. So, these two strippers were giving a lap dance ass out and all okay whatever. They continued sitting in there laps all of a sudden we left the real world and entered the twilight zone, honey. One stripper popped her leg up touched cooty pie and then the other bent over and licked it wow......this happend all in the matter of 5 seconds it was like a car wreck or watching cheaters you know it's all bad but you can't look away cause you just in such a state of shock that someone would sell themselves so short. But I ignored my instinct once again think of the money though, right? So I proceeded, did the interview, let me say again the people in the club were nice and I would have loved to work with them under different circumstances but I can't do it. They followed up with me the next week and asked was I still interesed, the broke in me said yes and he scheduled me for the next day. He said I would be working from 9p.m. to 4a.m....wtf is that?The following day I had school during the day so I got up got ready on my way out the door my sister read my horoscope which basically said for me to listen to my elders. My sister didn't mind me waitressing as long as there was food and drinks to be ordered. But, these were her word, "You don't need to be up there selling ass, you ain't serving no dranks, what else are you selling, you gon have our family in a scandal."Ignoring all that, I went out and bought everything he told me I needed work uniform wasn't bad at all. All that brings me to today I was supposed to start today but instead of going to a club to be bought like an animal and be touched by pervs. I decided to stay home and not sell my morals are my time to something that couldn't even afford me. So the lesson of today, know your worth, listen to your instincts, and be weary of things you do in the dark cause the wrong person could get hold on your past.
A bit of advice from,
Yanna Monroe
A bit of advice from,
Yanna Monroe
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Fashion Meets Art
The Fashion World of Jean Paul Gaultier: From the Sidewalk to the Catwalk
November 13, 2011–February 12, 2012
From the Sidewalk to the Catwalk is a Fashion exhibit featured at the Dallas Musuem Art of on the work on Jean Paul Gautier I was told that he might actually be there for a few of the day. I'm so excited and I definetly have ordered my tickets already for more info check out at the Dallas Musuem of Art website.
http://www.dm-art.org/View/Gaultier/index.htm
OOPS! (Six reasons your life dosen't suck so bad!:-)
Unlike Justin Beaver you aren't being suied for child support for a baby you supposedly are the father of.
Unlike Kim Kardashian you haven't been married and divorce all in the same day.
Unlike Russell Simmons you didn't tweet provacative pic of your GF.
Wanna see? (Warning some nudity) http://cdn.mediatakeout.com/52109/whoops-russell-simmons-makes-a-mistake-accidentally-tweets-out-pics-of-his-model-girlfriend-nekkid-warning-parental-discretion.html: Unlike this person you have more sense.
Unlike Jasmen Gonzalez you didn't lose your life because of a ignorant person.So sad R.I.P.
Unlike Richard Armstrong you aren't a unregistered sex offeneder who just got busted for having sex with a 14 year old girl who told you she was 19. That really sucks!
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