tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72083100324412220122024-03-12T22:22:31.766-05:00Tales of MonroeParty. Bullshit. Fashion. Love. Monroe.Monroe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14670595976374126070noreply@blogger.comBlogger68125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7208310032441222012.post-73510931884744947032016-04-26T11:35:00.001-05:002016-04-26T12:41:28.252-05:00Oh Charleston!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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So my girlfriend and I recently took a trip to Charleston, SC. I can honestly say it was absolutely nothing that I expected. So as we all know... I am a black lesbian. So lets start there...<br />
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<span style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">1. I literally saw 5 black people who were not working while we were out. I only saw 1 lesbian.</span></span></h3>
It was such a big difference coming from Atlanta where I see a black person or a gay person every 5 seconds. We never felt like anyone was being racist to us, and everyone who we talked to was extremely helpful in getting us around. The only time I did feel out of place was in Folly Beach. I literally think that an older couple moved over a table to not sit by us....but who knows I could be wrong. In fact one of the bartenders even made us a cool ass map to tell us where to eat and hang out. Then one of our waitresses tells us all of the things we probably don't want to do. That brings me to the next point<br />
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I never had a disappointing meal while I was out of town. The first restaurant we ate at was Charleston Crab House. We got into Charleston at about 5 on a Friday and the traffic wasn't that terrible. I was so happy how close it was to our AirBnB(get to that later) and sat on the water. If you know me you know how much I love to be outside so that was everything. I got crabs (DUH!) and they were cooked to perfection. I got to pick a side besides corn (i hate corn on the cob) and I went with the coleslaw. I was nervous... but certainly not disappointed. We know everyone makes their coleslaw differently...but they make it right. Brittany had some amazing Crab Cakes (which I never eat) and I was all in her plate. I have never tasted crab cakes that taste like that. I am now a believer. The next time we ate was something small while we were drinking. We had some boiled peanuts and they were freaking A-M-A-ZING! On Saturday we went to Toast! of Charleston. We didn't have a wait because we sat at the bar. This bartender was so cool...He was the one who drew us the map. He wasn't from Charleston but I think that deff helped with our "touristy" wants. Here I ate the Surf and Turf Benedict. It was great piece of steak, cooked MR and some juicy shrimp. The eggs were poached perfectly and the grits were amazing! My next meal was a salad. Nothing exciting for most, but for me everything. I got to build it and put everything that I wanted on it. The food was literally $8 and I was extremely stuffed. On Sunday we went to Folly Beach to hang out. At first we were thinking brunch but then decided to eat at this really cool seafood restaurant because we knew we were coming back to eat brunch on Monday. So this place was called Snapper Jacks and as to be expected...it did not disappoint. First off, I love James River Oysters and they had some ! So you know I had to have some. We got there about 30 minutes before dinner and they still made the dinner special for me which I loved. It was a Mahi Mahi cooked MR with jasmine rice and broccolini. Brittany got this amazing clam linguine and I'm sure the server thought I was pregnant because I was eating so much! Later that night we ended up missing our reservation to the restaurant we originally wanted to go. So we ended up going to a Mexican spot. Brittany's shrimp quesadilla was so fresh and filled to the brim with shrimp. I got a simple chicken quesadilla but it was still amazing and fresh as ever. Monday was the wild card, We planned on eating, beaching and driving home.... but that quickly changed. We had Brunch at Lost Dogs in Folly Beach and it was so good. I had the special which was a Crab Cake and Shrimp Cake Benedict. As to keep up with the theme the grits were amazing ! Brittany had a brunch burrito and she fucked it up...so I know that had to be good too. Then since we decided to stay an extra day we went to the Folly Crab Shack. Brittany had a Fried Oyster Po'Boy and I had another Crab Pot with shrimp and potatoes. I probably gained about 5 pounds on this trip...but it was so worth every single pound.<br />
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So as I have made it very very very clear... we ate very well. We also drank very well too! At Charleston's Crab House I had a local IPA and Brittany had a local wheat beer. They were yummy! Then we headed down to King Street and went to Mynt. I was stalking this place online for at least a week before we got there because they had a super cool happy hour. They had all of their signature drinks for half off. I had the best Moscow Mule that I have ever had in my entire life, and now I want Moscow Mules everywhere I go. I picked Brittany's first drink which was a Bourbon Cranberry Fizz and it was yummy in my tummy and hers! We then went to an amazing old school bar called Prohibition. Its all male bartenders and they make all of the signature old school drinks. I had an amazing Dirty Martini and Brittany enjoyed her signature drink... an Old Fashioned. We enjoyed our drinks and lets just say we left feeling a wee bit tipsy! On Saturday while we were brunching at Toast! we had Mimosa's. They had $14 carafes and the bartender made sure to go light on the OJ.They also had infused vodka, tequila, and bourbon. I tried the bacon vodka (yum!) but my favorite was the cucumber vodka (typical). All of the other drinks were pretty simple...Vodka Sodas, Mimosa's, Margaritas, Jack and Coke... but even when they were simple they were still very yummy and packed a good punch. Sunday night we went to The Cocktail Club and it was my fave place. I asked for something with tequila and lime juice. He whipped me up something that wasn't too sweet, wasn't a margarita and that was crisp and strong. Exactly everything that I asked him for. Brittany had another Old Fashioned and she liked this one better than at Prohibition. Monday morning at Lost Dogs they have Mimosa Monday. This means $3 MIMOSAS!!!! And not an annoying sized one. These come in mason jars. The only weird thing was that they had ice... but it's a South Carolina Beach Town... who knows how they do things there.<br />
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Like literally breathtaking... like I want to get married there (=hint, hint, wink, wink =). I have always wanted to go to Rainbow Row and I was so excited to see that it was just as beautiful as I imagined. We then walked the Battery, which is like some famous historic area where they used to fight wars, and bring slaves in I'm sure. I just know that it is absolutely beautiful and oddly peaceful. Looking at the water from the Pier was also beautiful... partially because Brittany asked me to be her girlfriend while we were out there. Shout out to bae !! lol. Then we walked around the battery and looked at all of the AMAZING houses. I cant even describe how perfect they are. The exact kind of house I want.... I just need more land and privacy. They are extremely close together... but its downtown So I can't say I was surprised. I tried to peak inside houses but I swear they had the privacy glass on deck. Then when we went to Folly Beach I was in heaven. The beach was so clean and the water was nice and cold. Brittany was able to work on the beach (can we say dreams coming true) and per usual I took an amazing nap. I woke up feeling so refreshed and genuinely happy.<br />
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<span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-weight: normal;">5. The nightlife is turned up</span></h3>
On Friday we went to a college bar that we were told not to go to called The Silver Dollar. When we got in there it was wall to wall packed with frat boys in blue blazers and Khakis... yes that's what all of them had on. Apparently there was a formal and we ended up at the after party. Lets just say they fucking loved Brittany, She was dancing with everyone and then I see all these girls coming over to dance with her. Lucky for her I'm not a crazy jealous bitch and I was thoroughly entertained!<br />
So #1 was a lie... Kinda. So I know I said that I only saw black people 5 times... which is basically true. While we were out and about for the most part we didn't see any black people. Then when we went to Folly Beach on Sunday we heard hip-hop coming from a bar. So of course we went and found where it was from. AHA! Black people ! First it was a live band... which I loved and they were doing covers to some pretty amazing songs. Then the band went off and the DJ came on. He played everything from old old shit.... to kinda old shit, to shit from the 2000s to the current hits. We stayed there so long that we missed our reservation and we weren't even mad about it. Also our AirBnB host was a black woman. The house was in an older black neighborhood that her grandparents left her. It had 3 bedrooms and a nice big bathroom. We literally used all of the space. I don't know who has more stuff... me or Brittany so we used the extra room for our closet! lol. We used the other room as a sex dungeon. j/k j/k!<br />
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All in all the get away was so needed. We got a chance to relax and explore a new city together. We made memories that will literally last a life time. I wouldn't have wanted to go with anyone else. All in all Charleston was a hit and I can't wait to go back and gain another 5 pounds!<br />
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Monroe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14670595976374126070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7208310032441222012.post-75570156925637527072016-02-27T13:30:00.001-06:002016-02-27T13:30:34.837-06:00Tipsy Thursday'sHappy Saturday y'all !<br />
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Hope everyone is already having a great weekend. I'm just happy because my work schedule is not crazy for once. It's nice being able to work and have time to think. My work schedule is the reason why I make my week days my weekend. It's hard to go out until 3 am when you have to be at work at 10 am... and if it's a double HELL to the fuck NO. With that being said, my favorite day to go out is Thursday. It's kinda like the weekend <b>|</b>because a lot of people don't work on Fridays<b>|</b> and I don't work until 5:30 on Friday so I have plenty of time to recover. So this Thursday my home girl AyeB and I decided to take a world tour.<br />
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World Tour is an expression that I use often. It means that there will be multiple places we will visit. Sometimes it's a short trip and we will go to 2/3 places.. but sometimes we will end up going to 5 or more places. Those nights are obviously the most fun.. they also usually start early... like 4pm. So this Thursday was a quick tour because AyeB had to work Friday morning.<br />
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But first things first.... |Outfit Break|</div>
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So we start the night off at Burkheart's. Its a gay bar in Piedmont Square. It shares a parking lot with a couple of other gay bars like Felix's on the Square, Oscar's and Mixx. We went there because we wanted some good drinks and we didn't feel like being uppity snobs. So we get there and I order my 2nd favorite drink <b>|</b>vodka soda with 2 lemons and 2 limes<b>|</b> and we say fuck it.... lets just make that shit a double. So we do and its $9.50 !!! Bih wheeet?!<br />
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Talk about exciting. I mean was it house liquor... yes. But I learned a long time ago not to be a liquor snob. If only you knew how many house bloody Mary's, Tokyo teas, Long Islands and shit I sell on a regular basis. People really don't care about their liquor choices unless they are out being showy....<br />
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Anyways... Let's just say that we were in heaven. I probably sipped on that drink for an entire hour. Not only was it good, but that thang was strong! After that we stopped by old faithful <b>|</b>The Hookah Hideaway<b>| </b>and stayed for a couple of minutes with one of my friends. Then we walked around the corner to Pal's and The Soul Bar |254 Auburn Ave Ne| I've come to Pal's a couple of times. Thursday is their Lesbian night, and contrary to popular belief there aren't that many places to go for lesbians on any given day of the week. Plus I have a couple of friends who work there so it is always fun to see them.<br />
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What I love about Pal's is the way that it looks. The bathrooms have all these cool little designs on the wall, and the tables have Old Hollywood Royalty on the top of them.<br />
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I asked Vanessa to make me a drink using Vodka and Chyna wanted a daiquiri |yes they have frozen drinks| and they were so yummy. In fact... I really need to ask her what it was so I can order it other places|.<br />
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Of course there are 2 VIP sections|Cuz bitches love VIP| and the DJ is good. Most of the times I have been DJ Exell was the DJ... but they had a different girl there last night and she was bomb |and extremely sexy... feminine DJS always do something to me|.<br />
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We did our thing there and then for some reason everyone wanted to come back to my house!<br />
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Now don't get me wrong I love a nightcap... but my house isn't guest ready yet. I have all of these cool decorations that I still need to put up... and I just did laundry. Any girl with a bunch of clothes and shoes knows the struggle of doing laundry. They came over anyways... and we still had fun. A couple shots of Ketel One and several blunts later everyone went home.... and I literally passed out. All and all a good night right?<br />
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The best part of this night was the phone call I got in the morning from B.. asking me if I wanted to go to breakfast !! Ummm...DUH !! And of all places we were going to West Egg is West Midtown|1100 Howell Mill Rd|. So the answer was double duh. I have been on a serious eggs Benedict kick. I am literally obsessed with trying anything and everything that has a poached egg on top of it. As I'm browsing the menu... VIOLA! I see a Benedict called the "Georgia Benedict".<br />
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I can admit that I am one of those people who can make hella modifications to a meal... however I know not to go overboard because I don't want to be that annoying. So the only thing that I changed was grilled chicken instead of sausage! I was proud of myself. I got grits on the side because I consider myself a grits aficionado, Not only do I make amazing grits... but I literally get grits as a side no matter where I go for brunch. I probably will end up making a post about all of my favorite places to eat grits, and best believe West Egg will be on that list cuz they are the tits!<br />
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<span style="text-align: center;">I passed out after that went to work at 5:30... just knowing I was going to make so much money and want to go out afterwards.... Neither one of them happened. BUT I got to get some amazing sleep last night... and now I'm ready for a successful "Shake that ass for a real nigguh" Saturday! </span><br />
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<br />Monroe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14670595976374126070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7208310032441222012.post-69230479737768269912016-02-25T12:28:00.003-06:002016-02-25T12:28:20.289-06:00Shake that Monkey RadioI stumbled across this playlist this morning while I was trying to figure out what the music for the blog would be this week. If you came across my blog via snapchat/instagram/ facebook then you already got a sneak peek. This playlist is about 7 months old... but I was still dancing around my studio like I'd popped a molly. So have fun getting dressed, cleaning up your apartment, or just getting your shit together to "<a href="https://soundcloud.com/djfanniemae/your-flyness-mix">Your flyNESS</a>" Mix XX DJ Fannie Mae.<br />
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<br />Monroe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14670595976374126070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7208310032441222012.post-54067701014649288502016-02-25T08:49:00.004-06:002016-02-25T09:55:57.351-06:00Pizza Burger's and Pitcher'sI hope everyone is having an AMAZING morning. I'm up way earlier than normal... and its surprisingly not bad. Who knew how much you could get so much accomplished in the morning.<br />
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So I was supposed to start my laundry yesterday.. but after smoking and dancing around my studio<br />
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Chyna and I worked up a serious appetite. So we had to create a game plan of the places we could eat::<br />
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So we smoked again and went on our way to Jack's. Now the thing about Jack's is that they are closed 2-3 days out of the week. We never know what day it starts |until yesterday|. So we called up there to make sure this was one of their open days and it was! Turns out they are open Wed-Sunday. </div>
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When we get there we have this master plan.. $1 Miller High Life's... we will have 3-4 a piece and we will get a yummy pizza. Out waitress comes over, we get the pitcher for $4 and order our pizza. Then as we are looking through the menu |because we never pay this menu attention| we notice that they have a Pizza Burger. We are instantly intrigued and go find Rose to add this to our order. The Pizza Burger is a hamburger baked in pizza dough and cheese. We originally order it like a regular pizza with mozzarella and marinara and get all the regular burger stuff on the side. When we actually get the Pizza Burger, all of that goes out of the window.</div>
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This shit is so fucking good !! Like OOMMGG! The dough is just the right amount, the burger patty is HUGE and the cheese and veggies are fresh. We dived right in with the Mayo, Mustard and Ketchup and put all of the toppings on the inside of the dough... and went to smash town. I completely forgot I even ordered pizza |Veggie and Pepperoni| and was so full by the time it came. Not to mention that we did finish the pitcher and took a shot of tequila. </div>
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After I took Ching home, I went to Graveyard in East Atlanta. I never knew that they had food because I've only come here late at night |like 12-2| and I was never interested in eating... I came to drink. It was nice actually getting to see what it looks like in there.. and to find out they had food. I was definitely still full, but the fat girl inside of me saw the side of Macaroni and Cheese and couldn't resist. In my defense, I ordered a side.... so I'm thinking its going to a small portion. I was wrong!</div>
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I've had am annoying cold for about a week now. I don't believe in taking medicine unless I absolutely have too. So I make sure I get plenty of rest and drink lots of fluids. I make sure to wake up with hot tea, and go to sleep with hot tea. Last night |and this morning| it's a hot tottie with tea, lemon, a little teaspoon of honey and Fireball. The best way to end a great day and start a productive one. </div>
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Monroe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14670595976374126070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7208310032441222012.post-12223911661979838992016-02-24T12:25:00.002-06:002016-02-24T13:10:40.858-06:00Finally !!<b>FINALLY! FINALLY! FINALLY!!</b><br />
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I have a computer again!! haha.<br />
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So many of y'all may or may not know that I have been computerless for almost 2 years. It is so hard to blog when you don't have a computer. Tablets and phones are cool... but I have always been a computer girl.<br />
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As I said before my computer passed away,this will just be a blog about what I like to do when I'm not at work. People always ask me where I go out, eat, shop, and play. So I decided to share... cuz I love yall!<br />
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So here is to new beginnings. People keep saying that 2016 is the year of self and I have already started seeing that. So this is to my year of growth. Thank you for growing with me.Monroe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14670595976374126070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7208310032441222012.post-21778586571109694652014-07-15T13:38:00.001-05:002016-02-24T13:32:58.282-06:00Quick Weaves in the Burbs<div dir="ltr">
So, my blue hair has been a success and I'm super excited by the reactions I got to it! However in true Monroe fashion I had to switch it up just for a little bit. Everyone is so into all this virgin hair right now, but I change my hair so much I could care less at certain times. I love hair but I would rather spend my money on something I'm gonna keep longer than 2 weeks. So I bought this 4 lengths in one pack (16/18/20/22) called Futura Beach Curl 4/27/30 ($19.99) and Equal Freetress Beach Wave in 27/30 in 22inches ($9.99) . I was feeling blonde! Haha. The quick weave took me about 2 hours start to finish. I laid my real hair down with Roberts Diamond Hair Protectant (@$4.00) and then put taa stocking cap on top of my entire head. The Futura cams with a lace closure that looked surprisingly good, so I didn't have to leave any of my hair out. Its been in for about 3 days and I have gotten an amazing response. Even better no one knew it was synthetic... Until now. Lol. </div>
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Monroe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14670595976374126070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7208310032441222012.post-82906699717672999552014-07-09T15:55:00.001-05:002016-02-24T13:35:21.194-06:004 days of 4th of July<div dir="ltr">
I love holiday fun. Since I had to work during the weekend my friends and I decided to extend the party so I could feel included! From yummy hookah at The Hookah Hideaway (422 Jessie Hill Drive Atlanta, GA 30308), to $2 Apple Pie Moonshine shots at Joes on Juniper (11th and Juniper), and funky fun after hours spots the weekend was definitely live! Thank you to my friends for making this weekend amazeballs!! </div>
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Monroe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14670595976374126070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7208310032441222012.post-26947053525297851192014-07-02T15:59:00.001-05:002016-02-24T13:36:23.260-06:00Its a Beautiful day in the Hood<div dir="ltr">
Heyyyy hey heeeyyyyy!!</div>
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I'm back at it *juug man voice*</div>
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Oh how I've missed you! It's time to start back up...</div>
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Things will be a little,....? No I'm lying a lot different. Why? BC there is no longer a "format" ... Just posting about my life in this new Amazing city that is Atlanta. The city of strippers, parties, sexy people, heartache and so much more... Follow my journey with me....<br /><br /></div>
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So about this weekend.... In a few words:</div>
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My Bff Evyn. Joes on Juniper. 12 shots. Gray hair. Cute outfits. House party and new friends. </div>
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Total success if you ask me...</div>
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Monroe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14670595976374126070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7208310032441222012.post-43357392766129888052012-05-14T20:48:00.004-05:002012-05-14T20:50:40.772-05:00From Me to You...So I just left a seminar from <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">Mothers Against Drunk Driving</span> (M.A.D.D.) and it really touched me. I do not know if many people know (because I dont brag about it like alot of people) but I got arrested for a DUI back in December, and had an extremely high blood alcohol level. I never really thought about that night in any way besides selfish views... like not being able to find a job (until recently), all the money that it cosy, having a restricted license, and going to ASAP classes.<br />
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Tonight opened my eyes up to what COULD have happened.<br />
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I could have died.</div>
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I could have killed someone else</div>
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I could have seriously injured myself.</div>
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I could have seriously injured someone else.</div>
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My mother could have been crying on Mothers Day.</div>
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Someone else's mother could have been crying on Mothers Day</div>
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A mothers child could have been crying on Mothers Day.</div>
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Please guys, I know that a lot of people drink and drive, but I really want you to think about everything that could happen when you get behind the wheel. Yes you COULD make it home safe, but you COULD also not make it home at all.<br />
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To my amazing class of <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;">Ogre Phi Ogre 14</span>, as you go into your amaing lives full of promise, please remember these things. You have graduated from college, a challenge a bunch of people do not do. Please do not ruin all of te opportunities you have infront of you by doing something stupid. I want to read about you becoming a successful photographer, CEO, Mothers and Fathers, Stylist, Teachers, Engineers, Business men and women, Socialites, Doctors, Nurses, Pharmaist.... not that you are dead or in jail because of a DUI.<br />
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To the younger classes, you already know how touch VA police are belive me when I tell you that VA has 0 tolerance for drunk drivers. If something serious happens, Hampton can kick you out of school, or many other seriously horrible things can happen.<br />
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I dont meant to preach, I just want to teach you all to be careful and think about everything. If you know your friend cant drive, dont let them drive. You can give up a night of nookie to save your friend. If you cant drive, let your pride down and let someone else drive, call a cab, or call one of your friends to pick you up and take you back to your car the next morning. if they are your REAL friends they will have no problem doing these things, and if your are their REAL friend you should not have a problem doing it for them.<br />
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My friends already know how I feel about driving drunk, and I make the promise to them to always be the DD if no one wants to do it. And I know they will take turns with me and do the same. I hope you can make the same promise for all of your friends.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Peace</span>. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;">Love</span>. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;">Monroe</span>.Monroe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14670595976374126070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7208310032441222012.post-64792372475756464212011-01-03T01:48:00.003-06:002011-06-16T06:01:18.216-05:00all smiles<div>Happ New Year !!<br /><br />sooo, ive made some resolutions...<br />i wouldnt call them 'new years resolutions' because I started putting them to action before 12/31/2010....<br /><br />-stop using the n-word and the b-word in everyday conversation<br />-stop cussing as much<br />-to stay single until I am 100% happy being single<br />-not to throw objects in anger<br /><br />The one im most excited about is being single. I dont even remember the last time I was actually like... 1000% single. Like not talking to anyone, not having sex with anyone, not having to answer to anyone.... like, any of that bs. Even tho its wierd as shit, I kinda like it. This entire break, everytime I went out, i didnt have to call anyone and let them know what I was doing. I didnt have to call anyone when i woke up, or call anyone when I went to sleep. I wasnt obligated to see someone. I didnt get into many arguments.... I realized that I am <span style="color:#33ccff;">free</span>.<br /><br />There is a difference between being alone and being lonely. I can say with a big smile on my face that I am alone. I am enjoying my own company. I have so much fun by <span style="color:#cc33cc;">MYSELF</span>. I sing at the top of my lungs, dance around the room, take stupid pictures, play with my makeup, do my hair... and i have FUN !! i'm like on the break of tears writing this, because I have never felt like this before. Im happy... by myself... and i <span style="color:#cc0000;">love</span> it !!<br /><br />i am 110% in love with myself and its the best feeling in the world.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;">=)</span></div>Monroe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14670595976374126070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7208310032441222012.post-70713435932594712252010-12-19T17:17:00.002-06:002010-12-19T17:39:05.475-06:00before the year ends...So, i was stalking the internet, and i ran across this ::<br /><br />On this day, you read something that moved you and made you realise there were no more fears to fear. No tears to cry. No head to hang in shame. That every time you thought you’d offended someone, it was all just in your head and really, they love you with all their heart and nothing will ever change that. That everyone and everything lives on inside you. That that doesn’t make any of it any less real.<br /><br />That soft touches will change you and stay with you longer than hard ones.<br /><br />That being alone means you’re free. That old lovers miss you and new lovers want you and the one you’re with is the one you’re meant to be with. That the tingles running down your arms are angel feathers and they whisper in your ear, constantly, if you choose to hear them. That everything you want to happen, will happen, if you decide you want it enough. That every time you think a sad thought, you can think a happy one instead.<br /><br />That you control that completely.<br /><br />That the people who make you laugh are more beautiful than beautiful people. That you laugh more than you cry. That crying is good for you. That the people you hate wish you would stop and you do too.<br /><br />That your friends are reflections of the best parts of you. That you are more than the sum total of the things you know and how you react to them. That dancing is sometimes more important than listening to the music.<br /><br />That the most embarrassing, awkward moments of your life are only remembered by you and no one else. That no one judges you when you walk into a room and all they really want to know, is if you’re judging them. That what you make and what you do with your time is more important than you’ll ever fathom and should be treated as such. That the difference between a job and art is passion. That neither defines who you are. That talking to strangers is how you make friends.<br /><br />That bad days end but a smile can go around the world. That life contradicts itself, constantly. That that’s why it’s worth living.<br /><br />That the difference between pain and love is time. That love is only as real as you want it to be. That if you feel good, you look good but it doesn’t always work the other way around.<br /><br />That the sun will rise each day and it’s up to you each day if you match it. That nothing matters up until this point. That what you decide now, in this moment, will change the future. Forever. That rain is beautiful.<br /><br />And so are you.”<br /><br />....................................................................................<br /><br />Reading this made me think... a lot. This past semester at school has been one of the hardest semesters for me. It has nothing to do with school, and everything to do with me. This was the semester that I realized that I am not as happy as I want to be.<br />*I hate my major, and regret ever switching it. I feel like I was lied to and used. There were many promises made to me that never happened, and it made me a bitter betty.<br />*I was with someone who i was not happy with. I was with them because I was comfortable with them, and I didnt want to be alone.<br />*I was dating someone at school, who i am crazy about, but the stipulations and conditions that we were dating under were horrible. But i was so in love that i couldnt leave.<br />*I started to drink and smoke every single day. I started smoking way more cigarettes<br />*I was scared to have female friends because I didnt want the people I was involved with to get jealous and not talk to me<br />*I used my apt as a prison. I never left. I didnt go to parties (and enjoy myself), i didnt go to school events, i barely went to events i was requireed to go to<br />*I was constantly sick, and i didnt know how to get better<br />*i was using my mental illness's as a crutch, and letting them get worst and worst.<br /><br />Long story short, i have been absolutly miserable this semester, and I cant blame anyone but myself. Instead of going out and trying to make things better I would sit in my apt and have a pity party for myself. My friends who were always around knew what was going on, but they still to this day dont know everything i was going through in my head<br /><br />I say all of this to say that I refuse to be unhappy anymore. People always say that they are going to change this, that and the third when the new year rolls around, but I have to start now. I have to end my year on a good note.<br /><br />So to any and everyone that I have been rude to, ignored, taken my anger out on, my lovely friends, my beautiful line sisters, my kick ass little sisters and my amazing big sisters... I am sorry. Sorry for keeping you all in the dark, sorry for not letting you know what was going on, sorry for being as bitch, sorry for being ghost, I am sorry for everything. I hope that this next semester you all can see how much I truley love and care about you. I promise to be around more, and i promise to let you all know whats going on in this big crazy head of mine.<br /><br />I just want to be happy, and I know I can and will get there.<br />=]<br /><br /><div align="right">Monroe</div>Monroe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14670595976374126070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7208310032441222012.post-23848072890424252982010-08-09T17:40:00.004-05:002010-08-09T17:50:21.247-05:00&&bullshitsooo, im waiting to do a post on tumblrs. I only go to 3 regularly, but i wanna know about somemore... so if you know of some hit me :: @puffherphish // <a href="mailto:talesofmonroe@aim.com">talesofmonroe@aim.com</a><br /><div><div><div><br /><div></div><div><br /><div>sooo, while we wait for that lets talk about ME!!</div><br /><br /><div>so i do my hair all of the time, because i never know what i want for long periods of time.</div><div>im scared to let other people do my hair, because they usually dont know what the fuck i want.<br />so, i did my hair last night... and i am officially a 16inch beauty queen. =o]</div><div> </div><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503545468614888578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJ6sa8qyaETHDkWyqUQ5of2uZ38XuVpaD9f_FxvCDS_E4nZC9lupWXMrhaUkqaeZ-VAKC80hD5wEVLykeGEaXeteiEqw7SUXoI9TcpRJ2luV75qpzgDAd6p_q2RUqi1GF2RZ1s4-gg6qw/s200/Snapshot_20100809.jpg" /></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l59btz4ptU1qcpfqeo1_400.jpg" /><br />Created by ChaCha<br />-Hampton Grad<br />-ATL Livin<br /></p><p align="right"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/afemmnoir.tumblr.com">A Femme Noir</a><br /><br /><br /></p><div align="right"></div><br /><div align="left"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/straightlowkey.tumblr.com">Straight Lowkey</a></div><br /><br /><div align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 361px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l66cigdgRS1qcsu25.jpg" /></div><p>Created by <a href="http://www.blogger.com/twitter.com/jboisauve">Mary Wilson</a></p>-Sophomore<br />-Norfolk State University<br /><p align="right"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/straightlowkey.tumblr.com">Straight Lowkey</a></p><br /><br /><p align="left"><a href="http://julieebrown.tumblr.com/">The F Word</a><br /></p><br /><p align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l437djSC4T1qa1p0vo1_500.jpg" /></p><br /><p>Created by <a href="http://twitter.com/LiveLoveSparkle">Kristian</a></p>-18 years young<br />-Student<br /><p align="right"><a href="http://julieebrown.tumblr.com/">The F Word</a></p><p align="right"></p><p align="left"></p><p align="left"><a href="http://sassyhorse.tumblr.com/">Sassy Horse</a></p><p align="left"></p><br /><br /><p align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l5nyw7LCiP1qbltt0o1_400.png" /></p><p><br />Created By <a href="http://twitter.com/brookandthecity">Brook Lynn</a><br />-deactivated stripper (magic city)<br />-ATL Cruisin<br />-<a href="http://www.absolutebrook.com/">Dope Blog</a> </p><p align="right"><a href="http://sassyhorse.tumblr.com/">The Sassy Horse</a></p><p align="left"></p><p align="left"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/Theblackhipsters.tumblr.com">The Black Hipsters</a><br /></p><p align="left"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 375px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://27.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l6uq86OAU31qcw1oio1_500.jpg" /></p><p><br /><br /><p align="left">Created by Nycee && b. ho0ligan.</p><p align="left"></p><br /><p align="right"><a href="http://www.blogger.com/theblackhipsters.tumblr.com">The Black Hipsters</a></p><p align="left"></p><p align="left">stop readin already... go to their sites !!</p>Monroe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14670595976374126070noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7208310032441222012.post-12170390505219604382010-08-06T10:47:00.004-05:002010-08-06T11:09:32.289-05:00i have a problem......with some of you guy's on twitter.<br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 497px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 427px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.andrewkinnear.com/blog/twitter-over-capacity.jpg" /><br /><br /><br />now dont get me wrong, everyone knows that i LOVE twitter. but some of you people... well a lot of you people be doin way too much.<br /><br /><br /><br />problem #1- why do some of yall insist on retweeting ever @ that yall get? and then you guys respond on the RT like everyone in the twitter world gives a damn. confused by what i mean?<br /><br /><div align="right">ex: RT @blahbloblee: @bleehblaa maaan what you doin today // not shit man </div><br /><div align="right">RT @blahbloblee : @bleeblahh ooh thats whats up hit me if you do summ // aight bruh i got you</div><br /><div align="right"></div><br /><div align="left">now, its already annoying that you havin a full not shit conversation on twitter... but why must you retweet and respond your entire not shit conversation to the world. I speak for many people when i say WE DONT GIVE A FUCK. please just @ that person back, so my whole timeline is not filled up.</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left"></div><div align="left">problem #2- You people who @ celebrities all day everyday. why are you doing that? you look thirsty as fuck. if they wanted to talk to you, they would have followed your ass by now, and yall would be having conversations thru DM.</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">problem #3- people who beg for followers or brag about how many followers they have, or ask you to follow them back. Begging for followers is so lame, just as lame as asking people to follow you back. just because you follow me does not mean that i have to follow you back. if i wanted to follow you i would. so if i dont there is a reason... your tweets are probably annoying, you probably tweet celebs all day, and you probably be tweeting about not shit all day long. and since when did your follow count matter? half of everyones followers are spam people anyway. so if you are a regular ass person with 600+ followers, half of those people following you arent really following you at all. they are SPAM. so stop boasting about your follow count, because if thats what makes you fell important you should really find a hobby</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">problem #4- these girls who tweet about sex and nasty shit all damn day. im not talking about people who are known for that, im talking about this average ass or ugly ass girls who you go to school with. bitch we do not care about whose face you just sat on, the fact that you are taking a shit, or tghe fact that you have a flock of niggas wanting to talk to you. half of the shit about sex is a lie, or if it is the truth we dont want to know that you are doing it.</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">problem #5- these people who get these brand new personalities on twitter. i dont know if this is the person that you wish you were, but you are not. and when you tweet all this dumb bullshit everyone is wondering why you are bein so damn fake on twitter.</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">problem #6- these people who @ me and talk to me on twitter knowing that we have never and will never speak in real life. i dont do twitter friends. if i dont talk to you in the real world why in the good Lords name am i going to talk to you via twitter?</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="left">problem #7- people takin this twitter shit waaay to personal. I know there are going to be a few people who are going to be upset about this post because they do this shit all daty everyday. and there are people whio get mad about the shit that i post on twitter. baby, its just twitter/blogger... its not that serious.</div><br /><div align="left"></div><br /><div align="right">=o]</div>Monroe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14670595976374126070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7208310032441222012.post-55705606287511574612010-08-04T12:42:00.007-05:002010-08-04T13:21:11.745-05:00The Dress PostSooo, I do not have a job this summer (as you can probably tell from my constant tweeting)... so I have decided to make things.. (wigs, dresses, skirts... etc)<br /><br />Whenever I go thrifting I always pick of dresses that look like grandma dresses to other people, but a sexy little dress to me... so this is the dress post.<br /><br />(I will be updating this post with more pictures of dresses, so make sure you look for the notice on FB or twitter @puffherphish)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Enjoy.<br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 509px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 369px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs131.ash2/39900_1391674904306_1005120360_31975144_5435855_n.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 522px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 401px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs131.ash2/39900_1391674944307_1005120360_31975145_1396660_n.jpg" />Dress #1. Butterick pattern. Fabric from JoAnnes. Details, Yellow zipper<br /><br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 511px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 388px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs224.snc4/38527_1391674784303_1005120360_31975142_5316371_n.jpg" /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 493px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 373px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs204.snc4/38527_1391674824304_1005120360_31975143_857896_n.jpg" /> Dress #2. Butterick pattern. Fabric from JoAnnes. Details, Pockets and a button close<br /><br /><br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 520px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 382px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs108.ash2/38740_1391674664300_1005120360_31975140_5442389_n.jpg" /> <p align="left"></p><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 522px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 393px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs224.snc4/38527_1391674744302_1005120360_31975141_3544568_n.jpg" />Dress #3. Salvation Army. Took in around the waist and bottom, lifted the waist.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div align="right"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Now remember I'm an artist, and I'm sensitive about my shit.</span> </div><div align="right"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">_eryka badu</span></div></div></div></div></div></div>Monroe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14670595976374126070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7208310032441222012.post-48833218527700397362010-08-02T10:09:00.008-05:002010-08-02T10:54:04.029-05:00*Le Bebe<a href="http://iheartcolapinto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/mischabartonbebe030wp.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 530px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 869px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://iheartcolapinto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/mischabartonbebe030wp.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://iheartcolapinto.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/mischabartonbebe030wp.jpg"></a><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Oh Bebe... how I used to be in love with you.... when I was in Highschool. Back then I would get something out of Bebe at least once a week. I even worked there for a few months. </div><div> </div><div>ehh... logo, logo, logo...I never was a big fan of logo, but I will admit that I did have some logo shirts. They weren't for dressing up tho, they where for days when I wanted to look "good" without really trying. Now a days, I dont remermber the last time that I've ever bought anything from Bebe. Not knocking those who wear Bebe, they have some cute stuff, but the WAY that they are wearing Bebe is the problem.</div><div></div><div></div><br /><div>When Bebe launched in 1976 they had an idea of a the "Bebe woman." On their website this woman is described as "<span style="color:#cc66cc;">sexy, asertive and stylish.... confident and cutting edge</span>"</div><br /><div></div><div>Ok... with that being said what the fuck is this Bebe epidemic that has been going on ever since the first trailor trash/ghetto girl walked into Bebe and said "ooh, dats caaayute"</div><br /><div></div><div>My problem is this, I dont understand what the OBSESSION with Bebe logo is. I swear I see a girl with a bebe logo shirt on everytime I go out. I hate when Im out a club or anykind of dressy/casul function and I see a girl in her "BEBE" shirt, jeans/shorts/skirt and heels. Since when did logo become something you go out in? I mean im not gonna fake and act like this is the first time ive ever seen it... but seriously, Ive been seeing it since I started going out senior year, and it hasnt stopped yet. I will say i saw at least 10 girls in logo when i went out Saturday, and I wanted to scream everytime I saw it. I just dont understand, WHY WHY WHYYYYY !!</div><br /><div></div><div>And while I get sooooo excited when I see one of these people in somethign other than logo...my other problem is this... bitch you know that you are a size 8/10... so WHY IN THE FUCK are you trying on a Small which you know equals like... a 4. Don't worry.... I'll wait.</div><div>.</div><div> </div><div>..</div><br /><div>...</div><br /><div>....</div><br /><div>.....</div><br /><div>......</div><br /><div>.......</div><br /><div>........</div><br /><div>.......</div><br /><div>......</div><br /><div>.....</div><br /><div>....</div><br /><div>...</div><br /><div>..</div><br /><div>.</div><div>I hope you have an answer to give me, but im sorry... there is NO EXCUSE. First of all, everyone knows that Bebe runs small... but even if it didnt, why did u think a small would fit you, when you normally wear a large? dont worry, i'll wait...</div><div>.</div><br /><div>..</div><br /><div>...</div><br /><div>....</div><br /><div>.....</div><br /><div>....</div><br /><div>...</div><br /><div>..</div><br /><div>.</div><div></div><div>Right. No answer. Then some of you people try on this too little dress, and seeing that the seams are about to rip, the fabric is pulling, and your ass and tits have been mashed in entirely too much, you STILL BUY THIS DRESS AND WEAR IT.... </div><div><span style="font-size:180%;">IN PUBLIC!!!</span></div><br /><div></div><div>chiiiile... I just really dont understand. Women, if you are going to wear bebe, please wear it so that it does not "look" like bebe. please do not wear logo when you are going out. and please please plllleeease wear a dress that actually fits you. You arent doing anyone a favor by wearing a dress that is entirely too small for you.</div><div></div><br /><div>This isnt just a problem with Bebe clothes, this is a problem with all mall brands everywhere. Come on ladies... please get it together.... if not for yourself, do it for all of the people who have to see you when you go out in public. You are slowly killing us. </div><br /><div></div><div><span style="color:#ff6666;">x___x</span></div></div>Monroe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14670595976374126070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7208310032441222012.post-27865000736834531522010-07-31T19:16:00.003-05:002010-07-31T20:37:30.553-05:00who said cigarettes arent sexy?<img alt="description of the photo" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/twitpic/photos/full/115527105.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=0ZRYP5X5F6FSMBCCSE82&Expires=1280627531&Signature=XLAy9CmcLMSlzA%2Br8wWw68iBK1k%3D" width="520" height="336" /></img><br /><img alt="description of the photo" src="http://allthatsfab.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/amber4.jpg" /></img><br /><br />I guess I'm a tad bit biased because I've been known to smoke cigarettes (I've basically quit now). But even before I started smoking, I always thought that cigs brought a certain sexyness to a picture. I guess its that touch of "I dont give a small fuck" that a cig brings to a picture.<br /><br />The guys at lesmokingimage.blogspot.com have an entire blog on models smoking cigarettes (and looking amazing I may add)<br /><br />We could go back and forth about how bad cigs are for you... but so are a lot of things that people are "ok" with. <s><span style="color:#ffcc99;">weed, liquor, black and milds, hoes, pills, money</span></s> ... I mean, I'm just sayin, who said cigarettes arent sexy?<br /><br /><img alt="description of the photo" src="http://maxdunbar.files.wordpress.com/2008/07/monroe.jpg" /></img><br /><img alt="Agyness Dean" src="http://cache.gawker.com/assets/images/2009/07/custom_1247109491680_09agyn500.3.jpg" /></img><br /><img style="WIDTH: 486px; HEIGHT: 664px" alt="description of the photo" src="http://i305.photobucket.com/albums/nn234/Badabing00/Smoke6-2.jpg" width="544" height="712" /></img><br /><img alt="description of the photo" src="http://www.webwombat.com.au/motoring/images/pirelli-06-3.JPG" /></img><br /><img alt="description of the photo" src="http://i.models.com/feed/uploads/1272492576_orig_23glitter8.jpg" /></img><br /><img alt="description of the photo" src="http://the-coveted.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/9139BlkPack9729Web.jpg" /></img><br /><img alt="description of the photo" src="http://i32.tinypic.com/6zndzo.jpg" width="442" height="743" /></img><br /><img alt="description of the photo" src="http://cigarettesdigest.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/rachel-ladies-smoking.jpg" /></img><br /><img alt="description of the photo" src="http://cigarettesdigest.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/beautiful-woman-smoking.jpg" /></img><br /><img alt="description of the photo" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4031/4677449990_c411624945.jpg" /></img><br /><img alt="description of the photo" src="http://i50.tinypic.com/294jas3.jpg" /></img><br /><img alt="description of the photo" src="http://i42.tinypic.com/rldvy8.png" width="467" height="678" /></img><br /><img alt="description of the photo" src="http://sherizampelli.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/audrey-hepburn-smoking.jpg" /></img><br /><br />I could go on and on <s>and on and on and on</s> with pictures of gorgeous people smoking, but I'll stop here... I'm assuming you get my point.<br /><br /><div align="right"><span style="color:#99ff99;">"Cigarettes aren't cute"-R</span><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">"Fuck you, I dont smoke cigarettes to be cute"-Me</span></div>Monroe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14670595976374126070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7208310032441222012.post-76813385210322120562010-07-31T12:54:00.003-05:002010-07-31T13:01:50.983-05:00The Blaque Book<img alt="javan and randy" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEip0UmOUNTCULl5cKUBojDWBVqpqyxtrxxYGGczSGIsSW08-0Xb7BXEXNnkJLwAYSuOMM4Nohr6kDy3P2oiop1WgXwYYbDEnU5JvEWmLFjHyWw5Eawp3VZijM4oIWe7YY7pM6BApO0f6E0H/s640/photo-26.jpeg" /></img><br /><br /><br />So as some as you may (or may not) know, a lovely friend of mine (Randy B // @RandyB09) and his brother (Javan B // @Javan_B) have a not so little blog called "The Blauqe Book".<br /><br />Its a blog on mens fashion and i LOVE it. Im not going to go into detail because I want you to go check it out for yourself.<br /><br />These guys are from my hometown Birmingham, AL. Randy attends the University of Alabama and Javan will be attending Howard University in the fall.<br /><br />Show these guys some love (they deserve it).<br /><br /><a href="http://www.theblaquebook.com/">www.TheBlaqueBook.com</a>Monroe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14670595976374126070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7208310032441222012.post-15513078867807947562010-07-31T11:17:00.008-05:002010-07-31T12:53:58.399-05:00Come for the queen.Goodmorning you beautiful creatures. =o)<br /><br /><div align="right"></div><br /><div align="right">Sooo... I've decided that I would send you guys some pictures this morning. Enjoy. </div><br /><br /><img style="WIDTH: 527px; HEIGHT: 402px" alt="description of the photo" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs186.snc4/37618_1389763536523_1005120360_31967911_4091100_n.jpg" width="563" height="416" /></img><br /><img style="WIDTH: 527px; HEIGHT: 402px" alt="description of the photo" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs166.snc4/37618_1389763616525_1005120360_31967913_3971181_n.jpg" width="563" height="416" /></img><br /><img style="WIDTH: 526px; HEIGHT: 414px" alt="description of the photo" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs052.ash2/35983_1389763016510_1005120360_31967901_3334466_n.jpg" width="532" height="416" /></img><br /><img style="WIDTH: 528px; HEIGHT: 405px" alt="description of the photo" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs180.snc4/38318_1389763256516_1005120360_31967906_2961051_n.jpg" width="534" height="408" /></img><br /><img alt="description of the photo" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs186.snc4/37618_1389763576524_1005120360_31967912_6165443_n.jpg" width="527" height="417" /></img><br /><img alt="description of the photo" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs112.snc4/35955_1389763416520_1005120360_31967909_3517557_n.jpg" width="527" height="417" /></img><br /><br /><br />Have a great weekend guys. and if you have any stories you wanna tell email me at <a href="mailto:talesofmonroe@aim.com">talesofmonroe@aim.com</a> or hit me on twitter @puffherphish<br /><br />p.s... if you havent already, please listen to B. Scott's "Come for the Queen" (click play"<br />this song gives me sooo much life. The song doesnt have that many lyrics... but the lyrics that are there SLAAAY.<br />All I can say is yaaaaaassss, honey yaasssss. *vougues.... and dip*<br /><br />"I dont care if you come for me, I want you to come for me... I dare you to come for me"<br /><br />"Throw the rocks, knock yourself out.... they wont hit me"'<br /><br />"Throw your rocks at my throne, they wont touch me because youre unknown"Monroe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14670595976374126070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7208310032441222012.post-33598327244098988832010-07-30T12:50:00.002-05:002010-07-30T13:05:07.654-05:00Hello Zoe....<img alt="description of the photo" src="http://i.huffpost.com/gen/187373/ZOE-SALDANA-CALVIN-KLEIN.jpg" /></img><br /><br /><img alt="description of the photo" src="http://i.telegraph.co.uk/telegraph/multimedia/archive/01687/zoe_story_main_1687484c.jpg" /></img><br /><br /><img alt="description of the photo" src="http://i.huffpost.com/gen/181364/ZOE-SALDANA-CALVIN-KLEIN.jpg" /></img><br /><br /><br />Zoe Saldana is looking AMAZING in the photos for Calvin Klein's new underwear "Envy".<br />I hope everyone can appreciate a beautiful woman like i can. -grabs a fan-<br /><br />chiiiiiile...Monroe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14670595976374126070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7208310032441222012.post-9913684271843525332010-07-30T10:16:00.003-05:002010-07-30T11:38:53.579-05:00I have a problem...<span style="font-family:georgia;">... with these girls and their addiction to "Summers Eve Deoderant Spray".... or "Coochie Spray" as I like to call it.</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">My problem is girls thinking that they can spray it, instead of taking a bath/shower, washing up, or even baby wiping the shit of out their vaginas.</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">The only thing that can come from spraying coochie spray on a dirty vagina... is the smell of "Fresh Lavender" and dirty vagina. Those two do <span style="color:#33ccff;">NOT MIX</span> !!</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">If you want to make sure that you smell good in your nether regions <span style="color:#33ccff;">TAKE A SHOWER</span>, and use baby wipes or feminine wipes after you use the bathroom. If you think your vagina is always stinking you should probably go to a doctor so they can tell you what is wrong with you. </span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">and lets be honest... that summers eve shit doesnt smell that good anyway, and i shouldnt be able to smell it across the room. Some of you girls spray <span style="color:#33ccff;">ENTIRELY</span> too much of that shit. and to be honest, if i can smell it, i automatically assume that you have a dirty pussy.</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">so <span style="color:#33ccff;">PLEASE</span>... clean it up ladies.</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Good day.</span>Monroe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14670595976374126070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7208310032441222012.post-76431159751268863702010-07-30T08:50:00.005-05:002010-07-30T11:44:50.208-05:00what it do? What the business is?Hello Hi You.<br /><br />Its been a while since I have blogged, and ive missed it terribly !! so ive decided to come back yay !!<br />:busts into a fit of giggles::<br /><br />Umm... now exactly what i will blog about is up in the air... whatever comes inside this brain of mine which could be ANYTHING!! i may even blog multiples times a day... who knows !!<br /><br />if theres anything you want me to blog about hit the email :: <a href="mailto:talesofmonroe@aim.com">talesofmonroe@aim.com</a><br />and if ur not already follow me on twitter @puffherphish and you can hit me up with things to blog about there. =o)Monroe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14670595976374126070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7208310032441222012.post-62426347928347100572009-11-04T07:38:00.004-06:002010-07-30T11:39:50.175-05:00Whose REALLY More Satanic:: Wacka Flacka or Lady Gaga?So, I have been on twitter and I keep seeing people refer to both Lady Gaga and Rhinanna as [devil worshippers, satanist, Satan himself... and BLAH BLAH BLAH] <div><br /></div><div>Ive seen that people refer to them as these things because of their preformances and lyrics.</div><div><br /></div><div>I am a HUGE Lady Gaga, and Rihanna fan... I love people who are different and aren't afraid to take risks and do what they want. So I've been referred to as "crazy" for liking this girls... I mean its not like its the first time I've been called crazy... but I find it funny this time...</div><div><br /></div><div>So what Lady Gaga went up on MTV's stage... started bleeding and then died on stage... </div><div>Now everyone is entitled to a different opinion... but in MY EYES ::</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right">she was symbolizing how the paparazzi will take over your life so much that they will kill you...</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right">OR that you will be so afraid of the paparazzi that you end up killing yourself [depression, drugs, alcoholism, or you just won't go anywhere and will be scared to leave your house].</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">I LOOOVED her performance, probably because I got what she was trying to portray...</div><div><br /></div><div>Now, on to Rihanna... People are referring to her as all of the things because of the way she has been dressing and her new song "Russian Roulette"... I believe everyone who is calling this song "satanic" doesn't exactly know what Russian Roulette is....</div><div>[its a game where there is one bullet in a six bullet chamber. The players go back and forth firing the gun AT EACH OTHER and obviously, either you die(or get injured) or you win] </div><div>The reason I explained that is because people keep saying that she is talking about Suicide.... uhh nooo. First of all this song is a METAPHOR ... She is comparing LOVE to RUSSIAN ROULETTE. They way I took it was that love is usually a loosing game.... at the end of the relationship, one person always comes out on top of the other. </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right">Sometimes the person who wins is just over the situation, they have fallen out of love, and this relationship lost is not going to hurt them, while the other person is in distraught, and feels like the other person just shot a bullet thru their heart.</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right">Or sometimes, the person who pulls the trigger is really the person who is hurting. They caught their partner doing something wrong, and now its their time to end things. They don't want to pull the trigger, but they know that they have too.</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">That is why she is so nervous in the song, not only does she not know who is going to pull the gun at the right time, but she doesn't necessarily want to be the person who shoots the bullet.</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">So I guess i'm "crazy" but I dont see the satanic message in either one of these artist... </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">But I mean, its funny to me how these girls are satanic in the black community, but artist's like Gucci Mane, Wacka Flacka, Snoop Dogg or even Biggie and Tupac are not considered. </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">[In my eye's none of these artist are.. but if ima take it there I HAVE to take it there. I know a bunch of yall are gonna be salty, but I haven't cared before and I STILL don't care now.]</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">How is singing about Russian Roulette or bleeding on stage satanic, but talking about drugs, fighting, dirty money, killing and sex not? In my eyes, these things are way more satanic that anything Rihana and Lady Gaga have talked about or done. </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">I was gonna take some quotes out of select songs from each of these artist, but it would prove my point way to well, and then no debate would even be able....</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">All of these rappers have talked about killing people for drugs, money, and other things.</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">All of these rappers have talked about having sex with girls, and watching strippers.</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">All of these rappers have talked about drug dealing OR done it themselves</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">All of these rappers have talked about fighting....</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">So in a sense the artist that you people love are more satanic than the artist you love to hate... </div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left">[im just sayin]</div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#cc33cc;">Monroe.</span></div>Monroe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14670595976374126070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7208310032441222012.post-44802530470570589812009-11-04T07:32:00.003-06:002010-07-30T11:40:07.356-05:00Changes*Woow.. Its been over a month since I've blogged.... <div>It's not that I was being lazy, I just really had nothing to blog about....</div><div><br /></div><div>Well I finally do again!! [yessss...]</div><div>There will be some changes to the blog... I dont feel like having "lessons" anymore... it constricts what I talk about too much, and coming up with lesson names is annoying... </div><div><br /></div><div>So now, that means that I will pretty much talk about anything I desire on here... whether its clothes, music, love... etc etc etc....</div><div><br /></div><div>So I hope you guys enjoy the changes. =]</div><div><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#cc33cc;">Monroe.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div></div>Monroe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14670595976374126070noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7208310032441222012.post-81707373689728745012009-09-27T11:12:00.010-05:002010-07-30T11:40:25.558-05:00a Hamptonian's Rant*<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Sooo, I was writing a blog about "good hair" [coming out in a few days] and while I was taking a twitter break I came across this twat [the twatters shall remain nameless] "</span><span style="LINE-HEIGHT: 15px; COLOR: rgb(162,19,246)font-family:'Lucida Grande', sans-serif;" class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Hampton d**ked me outta so much money it goin to be a while before I donate"</span><donate? style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)font-family:Georgia, serif;" class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span></DONATE?><donate? style="LINE-HEIGHT: normal;font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;" class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#cccccc;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Soo, most people would laugh at this and be like "hell yeah", but this has royally pissed me off</span></span></DONATE?></span> <div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#cc33cc;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Lesson 39::</span></span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#cc33cc;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">be the change you want to see</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I've been wanting to do a blog of this sort for a while, but never did... but I feel like I should go ahead and get this off of my chest.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">People who attend Hampton are </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33ff33;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">ALWAYS</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#ff6600;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">ALWAYS</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33ccff;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">ALWAYS</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> complaining about </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#ffffcc;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">EVERYTHING</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> from the Cafe, the dorms, the buildings etc. They complain the food sucks, the buildings are too hot/cold, the dorms suck, theres mold in Moton, the bathrooms suck... blah blah blah.... But does anyone really take the time to stop blaming Harvey for everything and really get down to what the problem is?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Hampton is a private school, which means it gets little to no money from the state. So our tuition goes towards everything... However our tuition alone can not support everything.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">At white schools Alumni donate soooo much money. Its a known fact that graduates of HBCUs don't donate. Which is so sad. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Regardless of how hard Hampton has d*cked you over, if you didn't like it you had and have plenty of opportunities to leave. So obviously you stayed for a reason, whether it was the university name, your friends, or your major. Whether you want to admit it or not you love Hampton, the lessons you learned, the relationships you've built, the crazy things that could only be experienced at Hampton. I feel like waaay to many people complain about what's wrong, and not what's right. So if you're not doing anything to better the situation please </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#ff9966;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">shut up</span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">*</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">So I said that to say this... If you don't plan on donating back to Hampton the second you gain success and have the means </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#ff0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">STOP COMPLAINING, BECAUSE YOU ARE NOT HELPING THE SITUATION.. INFACT, YOU ARE MAKING IT WORSE FOR FUTURE GENERATIONS.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">For those of you who will know me once I become successfull, you can hold me to this statement </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#cc33cc;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">:: </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">If I have the means to donate, I am going to donate. If I don't have the means, I'm going to come back and donate my time</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> :: </span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">This is exactly how I feel about The Harbors. People talk SOOO much sh*t about the Harbors. How dirty it is outside, the towing, the conditions... blah blah blah</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">So I ask you this... when you finish a drink do you throw your bottles and cups on the ground? Do you throw your ching chong on the ground when you're done eating? Oh, and your chicken wings? And do you thing breaking a beer bottle on the ground is cool?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Ok, well if you think that this is ok to do </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#ffff00;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">YOU'RE AnIDIOT</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> [especially if you live in the harbors]. Why do you think the Harbors should try to improve anything if we can't even take care of it ourselves? I live in the back and there is SOO much stuff back here... If we expect the Harbors to improve, shouldn't we improve the Harbors as well?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">"be the change you want to see" </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">-im just sayin*</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#c0c0c0;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">i love, i love, i love my </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">H</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#ffffff;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000099;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">U</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#c0c0c0;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">,</span></span></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#cc33cc;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Monroe.</span></span></div>Monroe.http://www.blogger.com/profile/14670595976374126070noreply@blogger.com1