Ummm…?

I’m not too sure how I feel about this one. I’m not one to be overly sensitive about topics like race and gender and such, but when you name something a “Ghetto Pint Glass” it immediately rubs me the wrong way. Maybe it’s because I can’t stand hearing the word “Ghetto” coming from certain people. It’s like the new N-word. Or maybe it’s because it’s sold at Urban Outfitters and I know how they operate(at least the one in Georgetown), having worked there a whole two weeks one summer.

Worst. Job. Ever.

What do you think? Maybe I’m just trippin’.

Flashback Friday

I miss being a kid.  So much so that I joined a kickball league this week.  That’s right!  This Spring I’ll be workin’ on my fitness and bringing grade school back.  Speaking of which, my elementary school principal died on Monday.  Boy, did that make me feel old.  RIP, Dr. P.

 

Being a kid was the sh*t.  You didn’t have to worry about no job, no rent, no taxes, no student loans.  Man, I wish I could back.  

 

I was sooo boy crazy back in the day.  I started WAY early.  Kindergarten to be exact.  It was me and Ira.  My first “boyfriend” and my first kiss. All I remember is grabbing him and pulling him into the coat room.  He didn’t stand a chance.  I wish I had the balls to do that now.

 

Speaking of boys…’memba them?  Hakim was my favorite even though I thought Tajh (the darker one) was the cutest, but he was just too young for me.  It was a tough decision for me back then.  I thought about it long and hard.  

 

Who knew they just up and moved it Back to Africa?  I sure didn’t.  Now they go by the name Suns of Light.  They sound pretty good too and Tajh is looking pretty damn sexy now.  I think I’ve had a change of heart.  Sorry, Hakim!