remembering me

sometimes in life i find myself wondering who the fuck is this isis chick, anyway…and i have to remind myself…

love jones is one of my favorite movies and probably always will be.  and if i had money to burn, i’d buy every season DVD of girlfriends, felicity, and a different world.

i’m from a detroit that no longer exists and probably never will.

i love reese’s cups.  and fresh baked chocolate cookies. with walnuts. and vanilla soy milk.

i have a curly hair although i like to wear it straight sometimes.

i am not sure whether or not i believe in “true love” but i want it.

sometimes nothing is more fun to me than getting fucked up, talking too loud and being a ridiculous flirt.  sometimes i want to do nothing more than sit in silence, or lie on the floor with a book or an open journal.

i love my mama.  i miss my granny.  i miss a lot of people and a lot of things.

i’m opinionated but never imposing.  which results in sometimes not working well in groups cuz i’m just a little too laid back.  i love kids.  i love people.  although they get on my fucking nerves sometimes.

sometimes nothing is more soothing than a night drive with the quiet storm on the radio.  or a soy chai latte on a day after i’ve smoked.

i smoke–that’s new.

i’m changing…into what?  i dunno…