tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-39245482959519733532024-02-19T00:06:49.268-08:00Inside the mind of Ms_Cr0ssMy purpose: to give and recieve insight, advice, encouragemnt, and discuss life, love, and relationships. We all go through it so why not talk about it?Ms_Cr0sshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08312705781975734435noreply@blogger.comBlogger54125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924548295951973353.post-35730365301902325942012-05-23T21:48:00.001-07:002012-05-23T21:48:44.690-07:00Lol... Half Truth / Half Lies??Interesting... But these aren't real soooooo. Yolo? Lol smh...<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibXKeru3qlAMB7T9haS7eEyP38LBmFdAaUE1OPvq-c9GHy_3Q-cDZf2Ng9AAmF7G6NovBGJKO_lfYqF0-KSSqN3FocVkh0R0WGroFrlB3IRZfT_ccKEDZMUWCg1061jEVvMO41IQURo9UP/s640/blogger-image--1680252895.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibXKeru3qlAMB7T9haS7eEyP38LBmFdAaUE1OPvq-c9GHy_3Q-cDZf2Ng9AAmF7G6NovBGJKO_lfYqF0-KSSqN3FocVkh0R0WGroFrlB3IRZfT_ccKEDZMUWCg1061jEVvMO41IQURo9UP/s640/blogger-image--1680252895.jpg" /></a></div>Ms_Cr0sshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08312705781975734435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924548295951973353.post-35677834865616821802012-04-30T21:47:00.001-07:002012-04-30T21:47:13.172-07:00Question...You ever feel like God hates you? I do... Trying to figure out why. <div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4d4CalaRUmrFM3GAXraSOp_5Ke5wN-Ea519I_qcsU3Jg6jNwe8N1zd4NX215FueRPm4qH6W_cC94b0f-a86kuxob352eJLAlGa_ogk80z8I2xIu1ssEv0Twzt48IOmlteRQ209tA88ZmH/s640/blogger-image-929767548.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4d4CalaRUmrFM3GAXraSOp_5Ke5wN-Ea519I_qcsU3Jg6jNwe8N1zd4NX215FueRPm4qH6W_cC94b0f-a86kuxob352eJLAlGa_ogk80z8I2xIu1ssEv0Twzt48IOmlteRQ209tA88ZmH/s640/blogger-image-929767548.jpg" /></a></div>Ms_Cr0sshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08312705781975734435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924548295951973353.post-81415659747039165472012-04-02T23:02:00.001-07:002012-04-30T21:48:18.606-07:00A Reoccurring Inconvenient TruthToo much time spent. Too many memories shared. Sucking the life out of the past is an immortal task. To break that which never wants to be broken. To bury its very existence. <br />
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"This" means a lot, but "that" means just a bit more. Actions scream what words attempt to hide. They are the subconscious happenings of a reality and truth we wish not to discuss or admit openly. <br />
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Regardless of its ability to choke life out of the present, the alluring comfort of the past offers a selfish sacrifice from the other. A stifled future filled with contempt... <br />
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Ms_Cr0sshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08312705781975734435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924548295951973353.post-52758831843774444932012-03-07T13:18:00.001-08:002012-03-07T13:18:23.349-08:00The Irony of Politics...<div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRetF4OnUMl2S9t37-AU-Vu9461LPm4-J4-49jfKVLPirfxXpRqRvMk9_bV9YHDT4M_-mwSnkk8NUTN11NV0RQZQahQvW0cPaM5JBjJ00jE0aylP_vpaAClfQKrhWeFHg37hpe42PqyO-U/s640/blogger-image--409510039.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRetF4OnUMl2S9t37-AU-Vu9461LPm4-J4-49jfKVLPirfxXpRqRvMk9_bV9YHDT4M_-mwSnkk8NUTN11NV0RQZQahQvW0cPaM5JBjJ00jE0aylP_vpaAClfQKrhWeFHg37hpe42PqyO-U/s640/blogger-image--409510039.jpg" /></a></div>Ms_Cr0sshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08312705781975734435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924548295951973353.post-28719698053674953862012-03-05T23:38:00.000-08:002012-03-05T23:38:58.373-08:00FTW...There is a point where my hurt turns to anger... That moment has come. There are so many things I want to say but I know that in this emotional state, that would be the WORST thing to do. I just want to disappear for a few days. Go somewhere far away from everyone. A part of me hates the fact that I've allowed myself to get to this point. I should've stuck to my guns and just kept to myself. I'm not vulnerable when I'm alone, I don't get emotionally attached to anything, I don't get hurt by anything or anyone. I'm just alone. Me. That's it. I sometimes HATE people. Yes.. hate. They are so selfish, so self absorbed, so inconsiderate, so arrogant, so annoying, so insensitive. I find myself in a world that I can at times, no longer relate. I feel alone most of the time and I use to be ok with that. I want that feeling back. I want to be closed off again...then, I was safe. Then, I was free to be me. But now I'm just angry. Mostly at myself for allowing this all to happen. To allow myself to be in this state of mind where I feel I have no control over anything. I'm tired of that feeling. I'm sick of people. I just want to be alone... but what am I complaining for? That's exactly what I am right now. Guess I'll enjoy it while it lasts...Ms_Cr0sshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08312705781975734435noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924548295951973353.post-30671317258782118192010-12-14T23:24:00.000-08:002010-12-14T23:24:52.441-08:00Life : Fxcking with my StabilityWow...I have totally abandoned my blog. This can't be healthy. Anyway I'm here so that's what matters I guess.<br />
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<strong><u>So much has happened. </u></strong><br />
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That's really the best way to say it. Its funny how life can fxck with your stability. You think you've got life figured out then out of now where it slaps you across the face with a stench of reality. <br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><strong>.Harsh.Cold.Unapologetic. </strong></div><br />
I wonder sometimes if I'm dreaming or if life is one big PUNK'd show and God is Ashton Kutcher. <br />
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I hate to sound so jaded but for the past few years of my life, I've come to the conclusion that planning anything is pointless. Getting hyped over things you think you've set up for your life is a joke, because if it doesn't line up with God's ultimate plan it will be an utter DISASTER...<br />
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So with this new revolution, I've stopped expecting. I don't expect things to go right or wrong, I don't expect life to be smooth, I don't expect my plans to follow through, I don't expect for a prince charming to come and make things all better, I don't expect to find people who will be full of integrity, I don't expect people to do what they say they are going to do. I don't expect anything that would cause <u><strong><span style="font-size: large;">disappointment.</span></strong></u><br />
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I'm done playing with life. I've waved the white flag a long time ago. I'm giving in to whatever it brings. Let things unfold, roll with the punches if you will.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong> I just <strike>hope</strike> I'm strong enough for all these blows...</strong></span></div><br />
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<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.theentrepreneur.my/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/punch-in-the-face.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="205" id="il_fi" src="http://www.theentrepreneur.my/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/punch-in-the-face.png" style="padding-bottom: 8px; padding-right: 8px; padding-top: 8px;" width="328" /></a></div>Ms_Cr0sshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08312705781975734435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924548295951973353.post-42262605007696833352010-10-12T13:47:00.000-07:002010-10-12T13:47:43.075-07:00My little Cousins Singing Gospel<object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/5vQZcsmYepM/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5vQZcsmYepM?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5vQZcsmYepM?fs=1&hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object>Ms_Cr0sshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08312705781975734435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924548295951973353.post-60748691930448835622010-07-31T21:15:00.000-07:002010-07-31T21:15:15.008-07:00T-R-U-S-T-?!?So I know its been a while...I have definitely miss you. Dear Blog...I'm back. <br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGaQ2D5GxMy8__D4-rPSapu7MVHvegFHIswhd_sFwkCJeQxV04GBaCzruj5jVpSDjtEVJRRLXiKVOqTxOf2Lj-leb3tZoEgUIoN7Kwp7DIoJnCVw1wVjVg1Wy3Z1ky089MzB1fgffrHLdG/s1600/Trust!.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" bx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGaQ2D5GxMy8__D4-rPSapu7MVHvegFHIswhd_sFwkCJeQxV04GBaCzruj5jVpSDjtEVJRRLXiKVOqTxOf2Lj-leb3tZoEgUIoN7Kwp7DIoJnCVw1wVjVg1Wy3Z1ky089MzB1fgffrHLdG/s320/Trust!.gif" /></a>Anywho...I've been doing a lot of writing in my journal but not much on here so I guess I'll get on a topic that has been HEAVY on my mind and heart....<strong><span style="font-size: large;">TRUST!!</span></strong></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">It is one of the most difficult things I deal with on a daily. To me, trust is like giving someone a loaded 9mm gun, pointing it at your heart and hoping.. "trusting" ..they won't pull the trigger. Get it? </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Trust is an issue that I have dealt with for about 10years now...from broken friendship, family hurts, and devastating romantic relationships, my heart and mind have been made into the biggest skeptic over this issue. </div><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">The definition of trust goes something like this--></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div>1. reliance on the integrity, strength, ability, surety, etc., of a person or thing; confidence. <br />
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2. confident expectation of something; hope. <br />
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3. confidence in the certainty of future payment for property or goods received; credit: to sell merchandise on trust. <br />
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4. a person on whom or thing on which one relies: God is my trust. <br />
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5. the condition of one to whom something has been entrusted. <br />
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6. the obligation or responsibility imposed on a person in whom confidence or authority is placed: a position of trust. <br />
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7. charge, custody, or care: to leave valuables in someones trust. <br />
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8. something committed or entrusted to one's care for use or safekeeping, as an office, duty, or the like; responsibility; charge. <br />
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So...is there such a thing as blind trust? I think trust is blind....the only time trust is visible or "revealed" is when it has been broken, sucks right? The only time we truly know whether or not we can trust someone is once that trust has been compromised in some way. <br />
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I know we are to suspect the good in a person before the bad...BUT...honestly its a lot easier said than done. I don't have many friends because I only let people get so far---Arms Length---that way they can't hurt me. Its weird because I've a very outgoing sociable person but when it comes time for the one on one...I only open up so much. Just enough...if you really want to get to know me...you MUST have patience because I am simply complex. Yeah I know... <br />
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Trust is something I think I will always struggle with...I'm just not comfortable being vulnerable. I could go on forever about this topic but I won't...If only there was a way to be certain. Now that's a super power I'd love to have...THE POWER OF CERTAINTY!!!Ms_Cr0sshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08312705781975734435noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924548295951973353.post-31091971759523883162010-06-22T21:27:00.000-07:002010-06-22T21:27:24.980-07:00Until You Get Here...<div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiorlthC4w51U4Wcvlgqe1KZefBC1YjwSZ2xehE7Q71oyjIvTCA8c2bs8xAyXME61bvyDWRcaEKXmEyUoHffoXtyOgyD_EyButXf9KAogleg2NpTaOlT42ZePiCUVzaC0VupY3JrrH8Uug5/s1600/15076314_4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" ru="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiorlthC4w51U4Wcvlgqe1KZefBC1YjwSZ2xehE7Q71oyjIvTCA8c2bs8xAyXME61bvyDWRcaEKXmEyUoHffoXtyOgyD_EyButXf9KAogleg2NpTaOlT42ZePiCUVzaC0VupY3JrrH8Uug5/s320/15076314_4.jpg" /></a></div>The anticipation that is building is becoming overwhelming.<br />
My mind is consumed with the thought of you being here.<br />
The warm embrace I want to give you, the sensual kiss I'm going to plant on you.<br />
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Never thought I'd feel this way...<br />
Its safe to say I'm simply falling.<br />
For a love that makes me smile, a love that makes the days worries seem mundane.<br />
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So until you get here I'll keep on dreaming.<br />
Until you get here I'll keep on praying.<br />
Until you get here I'll continue to imagine how good it'll feel to finally hold you in my arms.<br />
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Until you get here I'll think of what your caress will feel like.<br />
I'll think of how good your skin on top of my skin will be.<br />
I'll imagine how great our first kiss will be.<br />
What our first words to each other might sound like, will you be as nervous as me?<br />
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I'm trying to pretend that you're here with me now...<br />
But honestly I know the real deal will be so much more worth while.<br />
I'm ready when you are...<br />
I've played it over and over in my head.<br />
The tension is high and I'm more than ready to give this love thing another try.<br />
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Never thought I'd say this but..<br />
I have a feeling you're going to be my most important <strong>"Hi..." </strong>Ms_Cr0sshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08312705781975734435noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924548295951973353.post-84704834731000865212010-06-14T02:02:00.000-07:002010-06-14T02:02:49.513-07:00Unstable Affair...As I write this I just let my fingers go...<br />
Let my mind do the talking because for once I'm not sure what to say<br />
I can't seem to figure out this one thing that's on my mind<br />
Can't seem to find the energy to sort out the mess that is has become<br />
Not sure if I even want to try at this point<br />
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There are times we just have to stop...<br />
I have lost myself in a situation of ever-changing spaces<br />
A ever swinging pendulum of emotions<br />
I can't lose my balance in this unstable affair<br />
So I hold on to myself because I know I'll never leave me<br />
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I can be sure that I'll never hurt me<br />
Well at least purposefully...<br />
There are times we are just as much to blame<br />
Letting someone in that we knew would be no good<br />
Throwing caution of vulnerability to the wind<br />
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We don't realize our hands are just as bloody<br />
The pain just as much ours as theirs...<br />
So I apologize to my heart, to my feelings, to my emotions<br />
I wore you on my sleeve and forgot to protect you<br />
Let this naive notion of happily ever after fool me<br />
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I was duped into believing that my skeptical brain was insane<br />
But I see that I've only hurt me by not protecting me...<br />
So where to go from here?<br />
No where<br />
For now, just be.Ms_Cr0sshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08312705781975734435noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924548295951973353.post-80174197268764806542010-06-14T01:24:00.000-07:002010-06-14T01:28:40.673-07:00The Things We Do For Friends!! Ughh..<span class="goog-spellcheck-word">Ok</span>...so this weekend I went to Palm Springs with for my best friend's birthday. It was suppose to be a weekend full of drinks, laughter, dancing, food, and good conversation with a good mix of people. Come to find out...(the day before)...a few people dropped out last minute and there was still an undecided person possibly coming. Little did I know, there were <strong>3 confirmed couples going</strong>. So you know what that meant!? I would be the<span style="font-size: large;"><strong> 7th wheel!!</strong></span><span style="font-size: small;"> </span><br />
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I was hesitant to go still but my <span class="goog-spellcheck-word">bestie</span> assured me it was not going to be a couple's fest and that there would be at least one other single person going. So being the great friend that I strive to have, I went! And it was just my luck that the other person backed out the DAY OF!!! So I was stuck being the 7th wheel on what felt like a couples retreat!! <br />
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<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl0VUOR7RXlViAm7LyRfhrwN_9ySqgnA01sMKWGkBbPXjoVAtKWkK-9EmrjGDiKTXXKdU3WmpqVR9gtgrELrKsBYBVheEcD4QU_yhY38WpwZRwEZVytsq7MMJGTPz9wgpVB1sppCxmg7HJ/s1600/7th+wheel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" qu="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl0VUOR7RXlViAm7LyRfhrwN_9ySqgnA01sMKWGkBbPXjoVAtKWkK-9EmrjGDiKTXXKdU3WmpqVR9gtgrELrKsBYBVheEcD4QU_yhY38WpwZRwEZVytsq7MMJGTPz9wgpVB1sppCxmg7HJ/s320/7th+wheel.jpg" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">This is what that looks like for all you who can't seem to understand the seriousness of my frustration at the situation-->> As you can see everyone is coupled up! <span class="goog-spellcheck-word">Lol</span> <span class="goog-spellcheck-word">smh</span>...</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJgG_O8Fn6nBABdyZQ6aoIBQgIJwBsQquml47hgvHd6Fc8gHiuaSpcIpvULm3bUNXHao7Ajo8zNzwTjeJ7tb7rYjSSPgPklFysOBJQrRHmKnprzx3GnfLVrHDKyfZ_T-qH-shN0MaVDZzo/s1600/7th+wheel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a>I felt so uncomfortable and was ready to leave the moment we got there, but I stayed because I love my <span class="goog-spellcheck-word">bestie</span> and I knew she wanted me there to celebrate with her. Plus I know that if the shoe was on the other foot she would do the same for me. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I wish there was such a thing as "risk-free love" but lets be honest, love is so complex that it requires an "all in" approach. I've had my share of heartaches and breaks but to be honest I'm not looking to be hurt again. I wish there was a way to remove all uncertainty and the drama that comes with opening up your heart to someone. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I seem to always be in a position where red flags are thrown up in my face and I either ignore them or make excuses for them. I wish there was a way I could be certain that the direction I'm going in is the right one and that I'm not setting myself up for more unnecessary drama and heartache. Lately I've been scared of love, not sure if I can trust it again. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I see signs that tell me loves an open road, but there are flags that keep popping up warning me that things may not be as they seem. I'm scared. Not sure if I should keep trusting, keep hoping, keep believing that what I'm being told isn't all smoke and mirrors. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My level of trust in people is at its lowest. I'm trying to be open to new situations and possible love interest but my mind is so critical, my heart is super skeptical and I can't seem to avoid running into moments of happiness followed by dry spells of bitterness and irritation.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> I just want to be happy.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> I just want to be treated the way I treat others. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I just want to love with no limits.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I just want to be able to trust again.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I want risk-free love.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Love that is real. Love that is unconditional. Love that is understanding.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Is that really so much to ask?!</div>Ms_Cr0sshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08312705781975734435noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924548295951973353.post-71670380827360489782010-06-01T14:47:00.000-07:002010-06-01T14:48:18.146-07:00My Trip to DC!!<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Hellooooooo.....its been a while, but I'm sick with a killer fever so I've got time to blow and a few things on my mind but we'll start with my recent trip to DC about two weeks ago. I went with my bestie Kristine aka: Chicken to see a couple of our friends that we went to USD with (Danielle and KuKu). We had an amazing time and did so much in such little time but I'll post a few pics...</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">We had a good time there but it was all kinds of HOT!! My hair was DONE by the end of the night Lol...</div><div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">The next day we had a cookout and Mmmmmm...it was DELICIOUS!!! Made specially by Danielle's Jamacian Lover!! LOL hahahaha ;-)</div><div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">It was so pretty out there and I had everybody drunk off my "Silent Creeper" drink lol </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">That night we hit up a graduation house party then a club that was SUPER HYPED but EXTRA SMALL!!!</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">This is what I wore that night...front to back ;-) Lol </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<strong><span style="font-size: large;">That Kinda Love...</span></strong><br />
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<strong>I dont wanna think of love as this four letter word kinda thing</strong><br />
<strong>the plain ol I met you so lets exchange a ring kinda thing</strong><br />
<strong>then a year later you on devorce court wit judge mablean kinda thing</strong><br />
<strong>truth be told, i want that back in the day old type of love</strong><br />
<strong>that i wanna be with you until we old kinda love</strong><br />
<strong>i want that goin from fades and kinky twist braids to</strong><br />
<strong>bald heads and the good wig for sundays kinda love</strong><br />
<strong>i want that she down for me kinda love</strong><br />
<strong>that when im down on one knee strugglin to keep the heat</strong><br />
<strong>or a place to sleep she keeps me in one piece kinda love</strong><strong><br />
</strong><strong>i also want that im down for her kinda love</strong><br />
<strong>even the payin for the nails and hair or</strong><br />
<strong>the singin bear to show her i care kinda love</strong><br />
<strong>But we aint focused on the materialistic...</strong><br />
<strong>I want that lets kick it kinda love</strong><br />
<strong>that random i love you office visit kinda love</strong><br />
<strong>that hold her close til i can feel her pulse kinda love</strong><br />
<strong>i want that words cant come close to telling you</strong><br />
<strong>that i love you the most kinda love.</strong><br />
<strong>But most importantly, i want that devine kinda love</strong><br />
<strong>that our souls intertwine while having god in our mind</strong><br />
<strong>thanking him for taking the time</strong><br />
<strong>to help me find this dream girl of mines kinda love</strong><br />
<strong>Finally, i want that til the end of time kinda love</strong><br />
<strong>that when we make it to those pearly gates</strong><br />
<strong>you're still mines kinda love...</strong> <br />
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Posted by NickInRealLyfe at 6:54amMs_Cr0sshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08312705781975734435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924548295951973353.post-82450411174268995382010-04-29T23:08:00.000-07:002010-04-29T23:08:55.111-07:00Internet Dating?!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6QxVp9elmnnhQKc5vK4TBSvkPhAxc6sVmN6oAjSg0BrNBV_NojJdir2CgG02Gd9MWPIiDqLGtDbbmykBq6k4OLQGW2qUtd00REQPAUFpe-Zm51fjkySy51_XlRw8YQJyMWgZDd5kLMjbR/s1600/srin3l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6QxVp9elmnnhQKc5vK4TBSvkPhAxc6sVmN6oAjSg0BrNBV_NojJdir2CgG02Gd9MWPIiDqLGtDbbmykBq6k4OLQGW2qUtd00REQPAUFpe-Zm51fjkySy51_XlRw8YQJyMWgZDd5kLMjbR/s400/srin3l.jpg" tt="true" width="317" /></a></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><strong>*Internet Dating__Cyber Dating__Technology Dating*</strong></div><br />
Do you do it? Know someone who does? How do you feel about it? I wanna know...<br />
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I saw this cartoon and it made me think of all the relationships or "partial relationships" that have been created through technology. With all the social networking sites, meeting someone at a local store, coffee shop, or mall seems like a thing of the past. <strong>Twitter, Skype, OovoO, Facebook, Myspace</strong>...the list goes on. But doesn't it make you think how much technology has changed us? It use to be taboo for a person to meet up with someone they met online but now a days it seems to be the norm...<br />
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I wonder if this style of dating actually works? I've often found myself in long distance relationships so technology is what usually holds my long distance situations going. My last 3 year relationship was with someone I originally met online...crazy right? That was a <strong>CRASH</strong> and <strong>BURN</strong> situtation though! Lol Well...to each is own I guess. But I thought I'd share this comic and see what you thought about it. So tell me what you think.<br />
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As always...I love you for reading and <strong>EVEN MORE</strong> for commenting!! Muahhh ;-)Ms_Cr0sshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08312705781975734435noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924548295951973353.post-46463115977283759052010-04-22T22:33:00.001-07:002010-04-22T22:34:59.048-07:00You See My Name In Lights?!If you don't you will...lol or at least that's what my prayer is. My first <strong>LOVE</strong> is and will ALWAYS be <strong>MUSIC!!</strong> I love to sing, it pretty much keeps me sane...ANYWAY! I've started a <strong><a href="http://www.youtube.com/mscr0ss">YouTube Music Channel</a></strong> and wanted to share it with you all. I'm going to start taking what many people have told me is "my gift" to sing more seriously, and use it. <br />
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So do me a favor by <strong>SUBSCRIBING</strong> and telling ALL your friends to subcribe as well. Leave a comment, rate...the whole nine!! Lol I'd love you long time and would really appreciate it. On another note, I'm going to an audition for <strong>MARY J BLIGE</strong> this saturday as a possible background singer!! I need your PRAYERS because I REALLY want to get this gig, it would be such a great experience!! I'll let you know whether or not I make it but between you and me...<em>I'm really hoping I do</em>...Well here is the page, please Please PLEASE check it out and let me know what you think!! <br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">If you're smooth like butta then I must be hard as rye bread...</div><div style="text-align: left;">You spread it on thick clogging every air pocket with your saturated sweet cream.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Having me think of days better than sliced bread.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Floating around in my brain when I could've sworn I was brain dead.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">Dead to emotions and all feelings inside...</div><div style="text-align: left;">You leavened this whole lump and put some yeast to make me rise. </div><div style="text-align: left;">I refuse to be puddy or dough in one's hands.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy1YYKY4uGXSG5IfCgf-vrV1fguMLA5Uew66V3EFxvhzb8w1sXikTwqUq6aztWSVGyy87pgy8IEsjjvWCu2Uz_VpogEzdXAf3ljuOFaVXqFJsysZKroiXyWfrH1dZTgfkUuZNOl9VNOA_t/s1600/51d.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" nt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy1YYKY4uGXSG5IfCgf-vrV1fguMLA5Uew66V3EFxvhzb8w1sXikTwqUq6aztWSVGyy87pgy8IEsjjvWCu2Uz_VpogEzdXAf3ljuOFaVXqFJsysZKroiXyWfrH1dZTgfkUuZNOl9VNOA_t/s320/51d.gif" /></a>Not looking to be molded or shaped into a symmetrical pan.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">I wanna’ rise free, no bleach therapy. <br />
Wheat and multi-grain fill up more paper than artificial claims</div><div style="text-align: left;">I know it may be gross but "I'm Just Saying"</div><div style="text-align: left;">What's the point of buttering me up and swallowing me whole?</div><div style="text-align: left;">When I've lost all hope in man, let alone be good for your soul.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">There's mold on my edges and I'm beyond cracked and brittle.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Not ready to soften up, I'm afraid; more than just a little.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Softened up to be spewed out... </div><div style="text-align: left;">I'm sitting here reading your ingredients with much disbelief and doubt</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">It’s no Wonder I could be talking about bread, </div><div style="text-align: left;">But what's the big deal about needing the spread?</div><div style="text-align: left;">Having something to smooth out the rough parts</div><div style="text-align: left;">You know, take some of the burnt taste away...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Similar to a broken heart, it could help ease the pain.</div><div style="text-align: left;">To smooth out the rough patches, piece together the broken parts.</div><div style="text-align: left;">But if my heart were like bread I'd truly be the molding parts...</div><div style="text-align: left;">Tired of being stuck in this bag…needing to breathe this fresh air called life.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Just let me be, it’s ok if I'm free. I'll just be dry and good to me...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">But if for only one night I could scream "I can't believe it’s not Butta"</div><div style="text-align: left;">I'd let you spray all just for your cumin pleasure...</div><div style="text-align: left;">So lay it thick in hopes of getting through; because who knows,</div><div style="text-align: left;">Maybe one day, I'll be smooth as butta too.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div>Ms_Cr0sshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08312705781975734435noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924548295951973353.post-41522449376704490902010-03-26T00:47:00.000-07:002010-03-26T00:47:59.940-07:00MARCH BDAY MADNESS!!!<div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">IT'S MY BIRTHDAY WEEKEND RIIIGGGHHHTTT NOOOWWW!!! </span></strong></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Ok so as yall know my <strong>BORN DAY</strong> was <strong>MARCH 20th!!</strong> You know I had to do it big. So we started the great weekend on Friday night at the Saddle Ranch in Universal City Walk and lets just say, I didn't leave the same way I came. Hahahahaha LOL </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL74BhFqkJgm6oiwneFyr-9JXHDZn7W25t0rW2Amwq7rdaFqiODpp8TaYtCiUVdXai53mmshZ8tyoLEL0fmunS_26ygRP6WhqRNcLA2lUiomKvUyXQIlIURSr6Jn8ma6bFdchOkUbJ5G5g/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" nt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL74BhFqkJgm6oiwneFyr-9JXHDZn7W25t0rW2Amwq7rdaFqiODpp8TaYtCiUVdXai53mmshZ8tyoLEL0fmunS_26ygRP6WhqRNcLA2lUiomKvUyXQIlIURSr6Jn8ma6bFdchOkUbJ5G5g/s320/009.JPG" /></a>So I love my two girls! My bestie Kristine aka Chicken!! Then the lovely miss Anastasia!! They helped me bring in my bday friday night and it was too much fun..to say the least...*falls and all* ahhahahaha...yeah I was gone yall. And shoutout to my BROTHER for being the first to call and tell me happy birthday!! (I love him...greatest lil bro ever)...*side note: if you have a sibling or siblings, love them because they will be the ones there for you when you need them most...real talk*</div><div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">We ended that night reaaalllll late but it was ok because the next day was the BIG DAY and we had to do some shopping cus I had <strong>MONEY TO BLOOOWWWW</strong> *Lil Wayne Voice* LOL ;-)</div><div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg72L6CLfzSD15AoZiYmwfCikhzCaesD4tWhJ_JfN3S2XRVap8HCb5il1q7uGT0nzMJMt5Tz43XLw4Flw-hP4qRJqkS3jEkhmhEjtBGDseh7jUU-Ob-Bttenexa-a5YMNokyWXkG6WGdodP/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" nt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg72L6CLfzSD15AoZiYmwfCikhzCaesD4tWhJ_JfN3S2XRVap8HCb5il1q7uGT0nzMJMt5Tz43XLw4Flw-hP4qRJqkS3jEkhmhEjtBGDseh7jUU-Ob-Bttenexa-a5YMNokyWXkG6WGdodP/s320/012.JPG" /></a>That night we went to Lucky Strikes as planned and had a <strong>BLAST</strong> no other way to bowl in my opinion...I had the greatest time! The ones who cared most were there and I couldn't ask for anything more. So shoutout to Kristine, Anastasia, Montoya, JLo Lo, Lisa, Janelle, Cherish, and to the sexiest mexican I know JOSE! hahaha ;-) But here was the pic of all of us that night! </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4ETbR6gRddMtA5SOqi8_q24XJZY9roMQ5CxDBK4RkHdEnLtDN8UG0Z32-mRP3AylL3SMcwPiPtmRJtB4gnNl8mZcTyFGJRDNY92cCNa4Mm14mMv4FTKQO_kjrO-Y5HlqdNfqU2ZwjJ64t/s1600/050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" nt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4ETbR6gRddMtA5SOqi8_q24XJZY9roMQ5CxDBK4RkHdEnLtDN8UG0Z32-mRP3AylL3SMcwPiPtmRJtB4gnNl8mZcTyFGJRDNY92cCNa4Mm14mMv4FTKQO_kjrO-Y5HlqdNfqU2ZwjJ64t/s320/050.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Oh and you know I had to get some <strong>BORN DAY KISSES!!!</strong> LOL hahaha Yeah buddy...rollin' like a big shot!! </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZSABW_TWhF62gH7O4cE33P8-Xkuepds0DC3grOLPJVQzqcQ0-fXB964r60JEuRlXwQjlKgz_X0tGaxyAvPisZLokajU5pj9qvTbV_S4By8O245D1xF4Y7OvnTTwY1yDk3BzOvJmIe0EXW/s1600/048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" nt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZSABW_TWhF62gH7O4cE33P8-Xkuepds0DC3grOLPJVQzqcQ0-fXB964r60JEuRlXwQjlKgz_X0tGaxyAvPisZLokajU5pj9qvTbV_S4By8O245D1xF4Y7OvnTTwY1yDk3BzOvJmIe0EXW/s320/048.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">I had such a great time...here are a couple more pics from the night:</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">So after a great night we woke up hella early to go to <strong>SIX FLAGS MAGIC MOUNTAIN!!</strong> </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Best part about it is that we got our tickets <strong>FREE!!</strong> Yes, <span style="font-size: large;"><strong>FREE!!</strong></span> we got hooked up by some guy in customer service...hahah gotta love it! </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">We got on just about <strong>EVERY</strong> ride in the park!! I swear I lost like 5 pounds walking around for like </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>6 HOURS!!</strong></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Yeah...I swear we were just some big kids the whole day. Until that night!! Lol we hit up Lucky Strikes in Torrance <strong>*HELLA BLACK PEOPLE*</strong> It was great!! They have karaoke and happy hour on sunday nights and we will FOR SURE be making a trip out that way next weekend because it was just too much fun!! </div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">So in all we had a great weekend. A born day to remember for sure!! Great people, food, drink, entertainment, and FREE STUFF!! hahaha.. Can't beat that!! But <strong>MOST</strong> importantly, I had to thank <span style="font-size: large;">God </span>for letting me see another year. So many didn't make it to 2010 but I have and I'm thankful. 23 years young and I'm just getting started...this world ain't ready..I'm such a <strong>MARTIAN!!!</strong> <strong>^_~</strong></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"> *why you may ask?* </div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><strong>BEACAUSE IT'S MY BORN DAY ON SATURDAY!!!!!</strong> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Yeah buddy!! I'm going to be <span style="font-size: large;">23 <span style="font-size: small;">years young</span> </span>and like I told you all, I going to give you the info on where I'll be so you can come and celebrate with me and my girls!! We are going out Friday *TBD* to dance and get ooooonnnnnnnn!!! lol <br />
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Then we will have a great time at <strong>Lucky Strikes</strong> in Hollywood, CA on Saturday at 7:30pm!! We're going to enjoy some good food, drinks, laughs, and good company while we bowl then we're going to go out and run the streets of Hollywood all night!!! <br />
So the question is: <br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">You Down?!</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>AIM:</strong> MsCr0ss -- <strong>Twitter:</strong> @MsCr0ss</div>Ms_Cr0sshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08312705781975734435noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924548295951973353.post-14785710555766493072010-03-11T18:30:00.000-08:002010-03-11T18:30:34.056-08:00Come See About ME!!<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>Welcome back</strong></span>...Its been so long. I've missed you all. So much has changed. I'm in a different place right now and I'm enjoying the view for now. I've been going out and just living my life without worry. I'm learning to let things just be... </div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong>:::Live.Laugh.<strike>Love</strike>.Learn:::</strong></span></div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><strong> ::::I'M FLYING FREE:::</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;">No chains on me please...at <strong>LEAST</strong> for 2-3 years. Yes. That's my goal. I'm tired of relationships so I'ma date you ALL!! hahaha jk; I'm practicing being alone for a while because my heart is completely numb to all feeling right now (romantic that is). If God says different then so be it but right now, that's the plan. </div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;">They say if you can't beat em' join em' and that's just what I'm going to do!! Lol Naw really, I'm just going to love me more and focus more on my wants, desires, goals, dreams..you know all the things that matter most anyway. So the pic really doesn't have to do with anything other than the fact that I'm really feelin' my self a lot more these days! hahaha....You like it??</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;">But what's been going on with all of you? I've been out of contact for quite some time. I really do care about yall..well those who actually read and comment! Lol Anywho I hope all is well with everyone. <strong>OHHHHHHHHH</strong> I almost forgot!<span style="font-size: large;"><strong> My BDAY is MARCH 20th</strong></span> and I'll be celebrating in Los Angeles (my favorite place to be) so I'll post my plans and you can come celebrate with me and some of my girls!!! Sounds like a plan right? ok...stay posted!! </div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div align="left" style="text-align: center;">As always, I love you all for reading and even more for commenting!! ^_~</div>Ms_Cr0sshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08312705781975734435noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924548295951973353.post-10094787354204889292010-02-23T00:13:00.001-08:002010-02-23T00:13:22.275-08:00Come watch me, watch you watch me! Lol ;-)<script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/4803272b42fa86ae/4b838e2132e54245/4803272b73f48957/a5f1b266/widget.js"></script>Ms_Cr0sshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08312705781975734435noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924548295951973353.post-25273904269377285162010-02-11T23:38:00.000-08:002010-02-11T23:38:39.222-08:00Dear God: It's OVER!!Well...to make a long story short. I'M SINGLE!! Yep, its over, and I'm done. There comes a time where you just have to let God move and do what he wants. I tried to hold on to a relationship that wasn't good for me spiritually or emotionally. No matter how much I loved him, it didn't matter because he could never understand it or know how/was willing to reciprocate it. To me, he doesn't really know what true love is... Understanding that unconditional love is learned through a true relationship with God. Because when you love someone you don't give up on them...<br />
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My heart still misses him, but my brain is tired, extremely hurt and moving on. Though a part of me feels like I just wasted 2 1/2 years of my life, it was a learning experience for me too. I had to learn that no matter how good a person may look on the outside, if their insides are filled with self-righteousness, arrogance, and pride, its going to be difficult to make any progress, emotionally, with them because you will always be analyzed and blamed for everything that goes wrong in the relationship. In short...(because I refuse to let this take up much more of my life and emotions)...I'm Done. <br />
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<strong>So this is my letter to God:</strong><br />
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Dear Alpha & Omega,<br />
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Over the past 7 years, I've had 3 major heartbreaks. But this last one really did a number on me. He is ever present in my thoughts and often times the first thing on my mind. (Sorry)...I'm guessing this is why you've chose to take him away. I understand you are a jealous God and want to be first at all times. I failed to realize that then but am fully aware now. As I rededicate my life to you, there are just a few requests I'd like to make regarding the next man you send my way:<br />
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1. Let him be sold-out for you and have a true love and relationship with you<br />
2. Make him understanding<br />
3. Let him be taller than me... (in heels too) lol<br />
4. Allow him to love his family unconditionally<br />
5. Give him patience and empathy for others<br />
6. Let him be a praying man<br />
7. You know I love personality and charm so give him some of that too<br />
8. If he truly loves you, I know he'll be faithful to me<br />
9. Give him a strong work ethic and ambition<br />
10. Allow him to lead me and for me to follow<br />
11. Let him like PDA! lol<br />
12. Give him passion and romance<br />
13. If its not too much to ask, can he be fairly easy on the eyes? Can he be sexy? That's ok right?<br />
14. Looks aren't everything but I do like a fit and in-shape man<br />
15. Give him the ability to have great, intellectual conversation<br />
16. Money isn't everything but can you make sure he is a good steward with what you bless him with<br />
17. Let his partying and game playing days be non-existent<br />
18. The past is the past but I'd rather not have a man that's ran through lots of females<br />
19. I love kids so he has to too <br />
20. I can't really think of much else but above all else: <strong>MAKE HIM MORE LIKE YOU!!!</strong><br />
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This is my prayer and open letter to you, please mend the broken pieces of my heart back together again and make it like new. I no longer want to love him so please take this feeling away too. Take away the dreams, and take away the emptiness he created. I know it's going to take time but you control it so please push time rapidly forward. I don't want to feel this pain; I simply don't have time for it. Gone through this too many times and I'm personally beyond through with it. I can't take anymore heartache my emotions are stressed and tired. So give me your peace and healing power, because I need it more than ever at this hour. I'll thank you in advance and leave all of this baggage here. I know you'll come through; I've got my complete faith and trust in you.<br />
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Yours Forever,<br />
Tiffanie AnnMarie CrossMs_Cr0sshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08312705781975734435noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924548295951973353.post-51287563001083673232010-02-01T22:56:00.000-08:002010-02-01T22:57:11.199-08:00Love Don't Love Me...Ok so I haven't talked to "Him" since friday night, he was suppose to call me back but never did and I haven't heard from his since <strong>(IT IS NOW MONDAY NIGHT)</strong> Ummm <strong>WTF?!</strong> We got into an arguement about what I'll maybe explain later but its stupid and I'm tired of dealing with this crap. My trust level with him is at an all time low and I've been praying and asking God to just give me peace and direction with the situation. I'm not going to do this childish "I'm mad so I don't wanna talk to you" nonsense much longer. I did <strong>NOTHING</strong> wrong so why am I the one being treated like crap?! I don't get it...<br />
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I'm not going to call him because I'm tired of being the one who is always the first one to reach out and fix things. If he doesn't want to be with me then hey...it is what it is. Life goes on, but I gotta keep it real. It would really suck. I've been keeping myself busy and happy though because happiness is a CHOICE!! Remember that...<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-size: large;">"People come and people go, but my JOY remains with me always"</span> </strong></div><br />
That's been keeping me at peace, that, prayer and these comics!! Lol They are too funny. With my emotions raging and being upset with the confusion that is my relationship having music and laugher keeps me going. <br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">These two caught my eye and had me laughing on the outside but a bit bitter on the inside because I can relate to them so much right now...As usual I put the relationship in God's hands so this time whatever happens I'm going through with the results whole heartedly...whatever that means right?! Ugghhh...</div>Ms_Cr0sshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08312705781975734435noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3924548295951973353.post-37852326185070153452010-01-30T01:03:00.000-08:002010-01-30T01:04:56.173-08:00RUN AND TELL THAT!!Hello all..welcome new followers..don't be strangers! Anywho...so today was interesting. After a long day of serving people...and opening a savings account at a credit union...I had to deal with some drama that got started all because niggas don't know how to keep their mouths <strong>SHUT!!!</strong> So I came across this cartoon and it needs to be shared because I feel like I'm in a similar situation but with opposite results: <br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-qyiSs9p8CnFijqkWYq5q_j5_FsmEtOxaUeH85SlJMrcfFrLMLBp-5mwK6q4h7-sT0yOFrZy6D1mMw6YGhlBGsT_YWHLI-msOnj2MBq6wq4JuxTKQJPoVCDtTcWydTwVjFwLtYnJqOAIY/s1600-h/398-love-cartoons.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" kt="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-qyiSs9p8CnFijqkWYq5q_j5_FsmEtOxaUeH85SlJMrcfFrLMLBp-5mwK6q4h7-sT0yOFrZy6D1mMw6YGhlBGsT_YWHLI-msOnj2MBq6wq4JuxTKQJPoVCDtTcWydTwVjFwLtYnJqOAIY/s400/398-love-cartoons.gif" width="291" /></a>You know with Valentine's Day coming up, I'm sure many guys will be finding ways to start conflict with their significant other so that they don't have to spend a lot a, or do much for their partner...<strong>don't act like you didn't know people do that</strong>...but anyway. When conflict arises in your relationship, most people's reaction is to leave, or create distance. <strong>NEWS FLASH:</strong> THIS ONLY MAKES THE PROBLEM WORSE! </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">It doesn't create more closeness or make the other person want you more, or make the issues go away; it just creates a wall and builds up animosity in the relationship. When a problem or conflict arises, its best to stop being defensive, set your ego to the side, and try to work whatever it is out. <strong>THAT'S IF THE PERSON IS WORTH IT!!</strong></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Today so many people only want the easy road to everything, including relationships, but the real is, <strong>CONFLICT</strong> helps you grow in <strong>ANY</strong> relationship, its the ones who know how to handle it properly that end up lasting "Long-Term"...That's what I'm striving for. I want to be able to handle conflict without it handling me...</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I want someone who understands and wants that as well...</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Now go run and tell that... <strong>THAT IS ALL!!</strong></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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