Thoughts of a Diva

Because I despise chain letters of any form but LOVE t hese types of 20 Questions/Ice Break Games, here's mine!  What's Yours? Age: 35 Birthday: February 1st  Relationship status: Perpetually Single Biggest fear: Being wrong about everything I believe to be right.  Dream Job: My Own Business #BossShit Dream Car: While Kids are still kids? Chevy Tahoe/ Once they are grown and gone? Beamer Dream House: Room for my kids to come stay, room for my creativity, bangin kitchen, banging back yard where I can both entertain and relax.  FAVORITE? Artist: T.I.  Movie: Brown Sugar.....#Man Song: I love music so that's like asking a mother to pick a favorite child. I don't even have a fave genre TV series: Currently? Can't miss Nashville Animal: Mankind Book: Man Trouble....Because I fucking wrote it! #Boom Color: Purple  THIS OR THAT? Twitter or facebook: Facebook Snapchat or Instagram: Instagram...WTF is Snapchat?  Pandora or Youtub...

I'm done!     The people in the background are just as bad as she is! That's that BS....

Don't Get Caught Slippin' Okay so I met this guy, we’ll call him John – because that’s his name (no I’m not scared and yes I will put you out there)   Anyway John and I talked for a   few weeks, maybe a month; just texting after the initial exchange of numbers. Not dates, no sex, no pressure, nothing serious. This was back in maybe September of last year. After this kind of died off for whatever reason (I don’t know I wasn’t pressed because I met someone else who I liked better and started dating him) I didn’t even think about John even though I thought he was a rather cool guy. Well, fast forward to February 2013, and in comes a text from John. By this time I was talking to the other guy or anyone for that matter so I was like oh cool, here’s a text from John. And because I’m a G I’m going to give y’all the entire transcript ….well, the important parts. Check it: 2/2/13 Him: Hey Latina Me: Who is this? Him: John, we met……. Me: Oh, What’s up? Long time no he...

The old saying warns us “He’s not going to buy the cow, if you give him the milk for free”. And while I’ve seen this proven on numerous occasions, it seems to me that a new saying would better describe dating in today’s world. How about “Men would rather drink substandard milk, than invest the proper time and effort in a good decent breed of cow” In case you can’t decipher that let me explain. I’ve watched guys settle for and then later listened to them complain about women in their lives who have disappointed them to say the least. For example, I have a male friend who by all accounts is a solid guy. He’s attractive, god fearing, educated, humorous, hard working and genuinely caring. But when it comes to choosing a girl can’t help but assume he’s got more than one screw loose. I remember him once telling me about a woman he was dating and why he had to let her go. The conversation went something like this: “So why did you two break-up?” “She couldn’t tell me what she as ...

Over the years  I have learned that  I am a very literal girl. I mean very very VERY literal. I'm so literal that sometimes I end up getting hurt. I mean emotionally and I'm sure that I miss out on opportunities simply because I can't pick up on clues. I am going to share with you guys a very very embarrassing example of how literal/simple minded I am. Okay - in high school there was this fellow classmate whom I'd known since 7th grade but had not thought much about. I mean I knew he existed, how couldn't I - lots of girls thought he was cute and I guess he fairly popular (light skin was in then) - especially compared to me who was extremely --------GASP ------ shy. True story. Anyway lets fast forward. Now, before  I finish telling this, let me tell you that  I didn't (still don't) have much 'dating' experience. Whew, okay now that that's out of the way, let me tell you suddenly this guy started coming to my locker everyday and asking to...