Weekend Shmeekend. . .
Posted by: Jazzy Jay on: November 9, 2009
Geeze its been a pretty good weekend to say the least. I had a great one, it wasn’t too eventful, but definitly dope. I honestly can’t wait till I start shooting video to give you guys the scoop on ybu life.
Everyone has an opinion . . . Sigh
Posted by: Jazzy Jay on: November 7, 2009
So I just watched the Rihanna interview on 20/20. I’m not suprised, I’m not shocked and honestly I have no emotions regarding it. At first I thought I was gonna be angry because like a lot of people it baffles me that her people decided the best time for her side to come out was a few weeks before her new album drops. But hey its business.Apparently people are ranting and raving about it all over the internets right now, and I just think its really not my business what happend in the car. Its a personal matter. Really it is. I mean had she wanted to do a public service sheuld have volunteered, donated done so many other productive things to help the cause against domestic violence, but a ultra glamorized interview was better I guess. I just feel that fans, stans whatever you call them are so friggincaught up in the specifics of these celebrities lives that its mind bogling. Does it really matter who hit who first, or if someone is lying? I mean really neither one of them is paying any of my bills so quite frankly I don’t give a damn. I mean its a sad and tragic situation to go through but I’m not gonna sit up here and burn someone in effigy just because their response was wack, or scripted.Neither one of them owes me anything. So why do we get so caught up in these peoples lives? What does it really fucking matter? It doesn’t. I mean whatever happend happend, they have to live with their mistakes, not me.
The same thing happens every 3-6 months when there’s another celebrity DUI, or sex tape. Its like we as a group build these people up to be these ridiculously perfect people that no one is able to live up to and then have the nerve to criticize and ridicule them when they don’t live up to our standards. Sure they should know better, but they’re not living their lives for the public its for themselves which is then put undera microscope by the public.
I think we all need to be a tad more selfish. Seriously, that’s the way the world works best. Get YOUR shit together first and then when you cup is full enough it will spill over into the next mans cup. Right?
But in all other news, this whole fiasco hasn’t turned me for or against either of them, because honestly, I wasn’t going to buy either album. ♥
Whats The Point. . .?
Posted by: Jazzy Jay on: November 7, 2009
So I’ve been doing this for about a week. And its quite funny, people don’t understand , people just don’t get it. Well you know I’m often misunderstood. The purpose of this blog is pure entertainment. I’m broke, my bank account has probably seen more overdrafts than the next person, but you know what? I live a pretty interesting and very unstable life. And in all of the chaos and instability I have the aility to laugh at myself. Life is nothing with money, but everything with great times. I’m not saying that how I live is necessarily the “right” way, but fuck it. Its definitley a good time. I mean everyone not from LA believes that this is a town, where everyone is driving a bentley, and the people that live here continue that gross exaggeration, by being phony and fake. If everything is perfect where’s the excitement, where’s the sense of adventure, where are the good times? I figure if I’m gonna be broke, I better be having a good time, while I’m doing it. Its a far cry from the “good life” but its the only one I know.I’m not living a life that anyone would exactly consider fabulous and on top of it all I’m young enough to not really give a damn. You know how they say if you can’t have the life you want love the life you have? Well I’m at that point. ♥
Dont Worry I’m No Celebrity I’m Just a Regular Ass Person . . .
Posted by: Jazzy Jay on: November 6, 2009
Living in LA and working in Beverly Hills, I’ve had the fortune or misfortune of running into celebrities every now and again. Even worse is the paparazzi. I’m not even a celeb and they annoy me. Like a month ago when I had to go to court for a ticket. Now going to court is already irritating enough, but really, no really why did it have to be the same time that Lindsay crazy Lohan had to go to court. Its insane, they’re (the paparazzi) are like this massive pit of faux photogs with no lives of their own and record the lives of others. What was more irritating was the fact as soon as I walked up the steps they all started looking at me as though I was some kind of prey like an unknown black actress, not quite. I’m not a celebrity just a regular ass person I thought as they peered at me through the glass. I mean its crazy. For those 5 minutes I felt terribly uncomfortable, so I couldn’t imagine doing it everyday. Really and the sad part about it is that people actually call them to come and harass them. I love Spiedi, but wow to deal with it daily would be a headache. So for now, I’ll take being a regular ass person, cause its far easier to have a wardrobe malfunction without the world watching. <3
If You Have to Say No Homo, You Probably Are. . .
Posted by: Jazzy Jay on: November 6, 2009
I don’t know where and what made “killa cam” also known as Cameron coin this phrase but honestly its one of the most unsettling phrases used to date. Somehow dumb ass guys think saying something gay, can be rebuked by the phrase no homo. Like that just made everything you just said invalid. Ummm not so much. The types of guys that use this phrase are the typical LA guys that I talked about in my earlier post. You know like the people that went out and watched killa season. I mean people just use this phrase for the dumbest shit. Quite frankly I’m tired of it. You’ll be in a line and some guy will grab some other guys balls and what do they say “No Homo.” No that’s not homo, that’s fucking gay. Just because you use that dumbass phrase it doesn’t invalidate what you said, words are like bills, once they’ve been paid up, you can’t take it back and saying no homo just makes me question your sexuality more than the act or phrase before you copped the idea to say no homo. I love gay men, and you know they’re pretty damn good intellectuals, because they’re not the ones going around claiming no homo, are they? I tell you its the ones who describe themselves as a certain type of person that are the complete oposite. I mean really, its always the dumb psuedo homophobes who walk around saying “this shit is gay”, “that guys gay (I don’t use slurs so insert one here)”, that is stuck in the closet. I mean really, if you’re not gay like you claim then why are you constantly looking for gay things? That seems pretty damn questionable to me. The funny thing about it though is its these idiots who passed prop 8. These stupid idiots, who walk around claiming no homo. I voted No on Prop 8 because quite honestly I could care less about anyones relationship that isn’t my own. So what if they want to get married, more power to them, I mean if they want all the things that come with marriage like alimony, child support, divorce, hmos, shared expenses let it be. What’s the issue anyway? a lot of the people who also voted no were the Christians and Catholics who generally tend to only remember the good Lord on Sunday. Sunday they’re a saint and every other day they’re a sinner. Umm doesn’t God grant free will? That’s the point of Earth, right? To see your decisions via free will? Well just because I can marry a woman doesn’t mean I’d go out and do it anytime soon, I like my men. But yeah that’s a whole other debate for a whole other day. But please so called straight men, no more no homo, I beg of you. ♥
Words From The First Lady
Posted by: Jazzy Jay on: November 5, 2009
Cute’s good. But cute only lasts for so long, and then it’s, Who are you as a person? That’s the advice I would give to women: Don’t look at the bankbook or the title. Look at the heart. Look at the soul. Look at how the guy treats his mother and what he says about women. How he acts with children he doesn’t know. And, more important, how does he treat you? When you’re dating a man, you should always feel good. You should never feel less than. You should never doubt yourself. You shouldn’t be in a relationship with somebody who doesn’t make you completely happy and make you feel whole. And if you’re in that relationship and you’re dating, then my advice is, don’t get married. Get out of it and find that person that brings you complete and utter joy with who you are at the moment.
Fashion, Family and Spanx
Posted by: Jazzy Jay on: November 5, 2009
So this morning I woke up and finished the skirt I made, it came out amazeballs that is until I put it on. Definitley have much to work on. Ugghhh my body goes through these amazing phases. Phase one is where I’m tired of being the only black girl in the world without ass so I eat tons and tons of cheeseburgers, burritos and chips. Phase two where after realizing its doing nothing for my derierre but giving me unwanted buldges in all the wrong places, I eat lettuce, broccoli and oatmeal. Right now I’d say I’m coming out of phase one and onto phase two. Its crazy, I yo-yo, not necessarily the best thing. I just can’t do it. I’m not big on the whole “lifestyle change” movement. Because well if a lifestyle change means no more cocktails, cheeseburgers or my love of mexican food, I’d gladly give it up for two weeks, be where I want to be and call it a day. But anywho, I unhappy with my current placement I ended up, going straight to Target and getting a body suit, somewhat like a girdle but with less boning, although I would have really loved and old school girdle. Those things suck it all in, sure you can’t breathe, but its all in the name of vanity, right? In other news, I had a good convo with my day, although my mother and I have quite a volitale relationship, my dad , is probably the number one of very few people that can put a smile on my face. We were talking about looking for a job, etc, and he said that he would really like me to continue pursing fashion.Which really made me happy, because well, its one of the things that although I may not be the greatset at, it’s one of the things that I find the most enjoyable and am willing to try to become one of the greats. Oh yeah and as I was typing this, I got hit on by yet another homeless man. Eww. Eww. Eww. I’m not even dressed up or anything, I have on a white t-shirt, jeans and dirty Vans,with a ponytail. Maybe its the lure of the spank knock off by Hanes, idk, but its definitely random.
For Better, Worse or Broke
Posted by: Jazzy Jay on: November 5, 2009
So I’m at school, waiting to go home. I don’t know why I’m still in school, honestly I know far too many people with degrees and no job still stuck in retail. But that’s a whole other topic for a whole other day. You know lately I’ve had a lot on my mind, money for one (btw, missed the interview you’ll see why in another post I gotta load the pics) family second and love last. It seems that love always comes last, probably because I live my life too fast. Sorry not trying to ryhme or anything, but seriously. I don’t believe I am capable of ever falling in love. I don’t like to fall anywhere. Its just not a good look perse’ although quite occasionally I stumble. The crazy thing about it though is that I know a lot of women who tend to get caught up in relationships, to the point that well a relationship completes them. I don’t necessarily need any one thing to complete me, compliment not complete, cause last time I checked, pinoccio voice, I’m a real girl! Lol. But seriously, you know its a funny thing, so many articles online describe how people who are middle class or in poverty have great sex lives and then very prominent individulas aren’t. I wonder why that is? You know? Its weird because I’m not into other peoples sex lives but I do notice that broke people tend to have more relationships, or more comitted relationships. I can’t help but wonder if this is a survival tactic or just how it happens.Honestly i don’t mind the struggle because well I’d be happy when I finally made something of myself and I could say I did it by myself. Maybe its just cause I have dated these LA boys. As phony as this city is the relationships are often phonier. I mean there are really only 5 types of guys in this city. First you have the typical Mr.Industry, you know the one who’s got the nice car, works in some form of industry and flaunts his wealth. This is the type of guy that so many fall for, but are rarely ever attainable, and he would have it no other way. Then you have the shady fake gangster, whos ultimate goal in life is to become a rapper. He listens to hard core rap, can recite every NWA song and cried when PAC got shot, because that was his role model. So he goes around claiming to be some rapper preying on the weak because well if he ever ran into any real gangsters they’d whoop his ass. But he does it all in the name of street cred. Next you have the businessman esquire GQ type who loves to love women, or at least in public, because in all honesty he’s more than likely gay and if he’s not gay he treats women pretty shittily, because well he can practically buy you, so if you don’t do what he wants he’ll buy the next woman that comes along. Then of course you have the smart ones that left, because they caught on to the game quick, they moved up north, down south or back east but they just aren’t roaming the city except on vacation and breaks from school. And lastly you have my gays who are ready and willing to turn anyone of these incredible selections into man meat. They look better in a dress and can walk the hell out of a pair of heels, who can blame them? So the question is in a world ful of phony where everything seems to be an illusion does love truly exist or is it simply the stuff left for fairy tales.
Random Bus Stop Convos
Posted by: Jazzy Jay on: November 4, 2009
So I know I left off saying that I had a bus to catch, and of course as always I meet a random crazy on the bus, waiting for a bus or just plain out on the streets, so this man.
Yes this man, first ridiculed me for smoking and then started shouting all of this craziness about metapyshics, poitive energy and divine power. You know I have no problem with people having strong opinions, but I hate people with strong opinions trying to shove a theory, a religion a anything down my throat. Its just not ok. Its just really annoying. So for real this time, I’m off to sleep. Good night lovies.
Jazzy Jay