<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731</id><updated>2011-07-08T06:14:17.131-04:00</updated><category term='shoes'/><category term='lil&apos; wayne'/><category term='support'/><category term='cravings'/><category term='diy'/><category term='unfortunate events'/><category term='music'/><category term='relationships'/><category term='school'/><category term='tumblr'/><category term='Vent'/><category term='VIP'/><category term='danity kane'/><category term='makeup'/><category term='AT YOUR OWN RISK'/><category term='fragrance'/><category term='food'/><category term='gatness'/><category term='fabulosity'/><category term='drunk and hot gurlz'/><category term='divine nine'/><category term='New Year&apos;s Eve'/><category term='beauty'/><category term='confrontation'/><category term='Jay-Z'/><category term='celebs'/><category term='males'/><category term='love'/><category term='dance'/><category term='T.I.'/><category term='Rih-Rih'/><category term='kids'/><title type='text'>The Fast Lane</title><subtitle type='html'>Don't be fooled - Hold on tight.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-8736530396098147550</id><published>2009-11-14T18:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T18:17:39.260-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tumblr'/><title type='text'>Tumbl Me</title><content type='html'>Revived it from the dead as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join &amp;amp; follow: &lt;a href="http://dizzysignal.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://dizzysignal.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-8736530396098147550?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/8736530396098147550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=8736530396098147550&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/8736530396098147550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/8736530396098147550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/11/tumbl-me.html' title='Tumbl Me'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-8237227825012007438</id><published>2009-11-12T22:47:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T13:13:31.290-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drunk and hot gurlz'/><title type='text'>Eyeliner &amp; Cigarettes</title><content type='html'>JK on the cigarettes part.&amp;nbsp;Ciggy's = Ash tray kissez. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7zIKpK7uI/AAAAAAAAAcs/MljTWMQ9fWU/s1600-h/smokelips.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7zIKpK7uI/AAAAAAAAAcs/MljTWMQ9fWU/s320/smokelips.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, def poppin' the top on my Pineapple Smirnoff tonite wit the gurliez. Then, nite cap with the hubby to start my weekend off&amp;nbsp;;-) (wink wink)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jade eyeshadow w/ Mac Fluidline eyeliner ~ heavy: ✓&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pineapple smirnoff &amp;amp; pineapple juice: ✓&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Black &amp;amp; lighter (LOL'z): ✓&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mag'z ;-p : ✓&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Anticipation on heavy rotation: ✓&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Post-mag'z text messages (probably to deuce): ✓&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hoping the bestie doesn't see the remnants tomorrow afternoon: errr, &lt;em&gt;to be continued&lt;/em&gt;..........&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;'Til lata luvs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-8237227825012007438?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/8237227825012007438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=8237227825012007438&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/8237227825012007438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/8237227825012007438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/11/eyeliner-cigarettes.html' title='Eyeliner &amp; Cigarettes'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7zIKpK7uI/AAAAAAAAAcs/MljTWMQ9fWU/s72-c/smokelips.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-8944881432498900624</id><published>2009-11-11T11:47:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T11:54:07.590-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gatness'/><title type='text'>Bad Jawns &amp; Money</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Svrp7-WBuRI/AAAAAAAAAa8/8H5Z-ArEXfs/s1600-h/fb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Svrp7-WBuRI/AAAAAAAAAa8/8H5Z-ArEXfs/s200/fb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That's what one of my distant friend's status on FB was. Lmao Nothing else, just.... &lt;em&gt;"bad jawns and money". &lt;/em&gt;And we're the same age if he's not older (21, college senior)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is all anybody needs anymore rite? Lmao, smh.....joke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-8944881432498900624?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/8944881432498900624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=8944881432498900624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/8944881432498900624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/8944881432498900624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/11/bad-jawns-money.html' title='Bad Jawns &amp; Money'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Svrp7-WBuRI/AAAAAAAAAa8/8H5Z-ArEXfs/s72-c/fb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-7787073411919293089</id><published>2009-11-11T10:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T10:45:49.810-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gatness'/><title type='text'>Comments-Thingy Fixed</title><content type='html'>Not sure if anyone was trying to leave me comments besides the bestie (HAHA!), but I THINK I fixed it so you now can. (hopefully!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-7787073411919293089?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/7787073411919293089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=7787073411919293089&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/7787073411919293089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/7787073411919293089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/11/comments-thingy-fixed.html' title='Comments-Thingy Fixed'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-3101705503412636585</id><published>2009-11-10T13:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T13:04:36.679-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Omarion Gets It In</title><content type='html'>So, the video droppped. Thought it was cute. Me being a fellow dancer, I'm feelin' some of his choreography. =) Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5XyXMv56muU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5XyXMv56muU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-3101705503412636585?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/3101705503412636585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=3101705503412636585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/3101705503412636585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/3101705503412636585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/11/omarion-gets-it-in.html' title='Omarion Gets It In'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-3214511422450785503</id><published>2009-11-09T13:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T15:15:55.878-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='males'/><title type='text'>Make It Sooner Than Later</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Some time last week. 12:30 am&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deuce: hey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dizzy: hey loser&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deuce: wats up&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dizzy: nothin much jus chillin. wat u up to?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deuce: chillin watchin a movie wit claire and whitney&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dizzy: aww! tell them i said hi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deuce: claire is in the bathroom whitney said hi and *deuce* said he misses u&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;.............&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dizzy: ....... i miss u too&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Deuce: =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a hubby but...... &lt;br /&gt;I miss you too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* = not his real name&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-3214511422450785503?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/3214511422450785503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=3214511422450785503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/3214511422450785503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/3214511422450785503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/11/make-it-sooner-than-later.html' title='Make It Sooner Than Later'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-5274024686514497431</id><published>2009-11-09T11:25:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T12:37:46.047-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><title type='text'>BeautyBook: Skittles =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Svg_43XgK3I/AAAAAAAAAas/Y6lQ7QLQo9M/s1600-h/100_2486.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Svg_43XgK3I/AAAAAAAAAas/Y6lQ7QLQo9M/s320/100_2486.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, I was bored last night b4 dance rehearsal so I decided to try this rainbow look&amp;gt;. Survey says: Luvs it! Hence the same photo to the right.&amp;nbsp;But&amp;nbsp;I doubt I'll be wearing it out anytime - DEF.&amp;nbsp;a summer look - preferably the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, to create this look, use:&lt;br /&gt;1. Too Faced Shadow Insurance primer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;2. For the inner eye, use the pink shade from the Pop Beauty 'Day to Night' clutch palette, shown &lt;a href="http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/10/beauty-book-pop-eyeshadow.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;3. Next shade to the left is the orange shade from Cover Girl Eyeshadow Quad in Tropical Fusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;4. Next shade to left is Urb from Urban Decay (it's a really light, glittery green, hard to see in this pic).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;5. Finish out with the lightest blue shade from the Pop Beauty 'Day to Night' clutch again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Oh, and the colors are placed on&amp;nbsp;BOTH the upper and lower lids. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-5274024686514497431?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/5274024686514497431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=5274024686514497431&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/5274024686514497431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/5274024686514497431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/11/beautybook-skittles.html' title='BeautyBook: Skittles =)'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Svg_43XgK3I/AAAAAAAAAas/Y6lQ7QLQo9M/s72-c/100_2486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-5418175306510891543</id><published>2009-11-09T11:08:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T12:38:08.846-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='unfortunate events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divine nine'/><title type='text'>So, How Bad Do You Want It?</title><content type='html'>Hi luvs! I apologize for the brief hiatus. Anyway.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure how late I am on this but, my sisters just told me about this this past weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Svg8iNbUpBI/AAAAAAAAAac/1UjXAfxlJwg/s1600-h/260xStory.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Svg8iNbUpBI/AAAAAAAAAac/1UjXAfxlJwg/s200/260xStory.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This young man is Donnie Wade II and late last month, he sadly passed out and died while going thru his process for Phi Beta Sigma Fraternity, Inc at Prarie A&amp;amp;M in TX. The full article is &lt;a href="http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/metropolitan/6701675.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In no means am I splashing the frat - (the article is published online for everyone to see). I just felt the need to shed some additional light to the situation, since I'm sure there are others who didn't know, including me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when ppl seriously need to get a grip. I really thought after the AKA incident in Cali, Divine 9 orgs would be more conscious of things.&amp;nbsp; And they probably have been for the most part. But clearly not entirely. Granted, most ppl who wish to become a part of the org want it really bad - and have to prove just how much before they are offered the opportunity. But, little "incidents" like this ^ &amp;nbsp; .......................... should NEVER be a factor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-5418175306510891543?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/5418175306510891543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=5418175306510891543&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/5418175306510891543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/5418175306510891543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-how-bad-do-you-want-it.html' title='So, How Bad Do You Want It?'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Svg8iNbUpBI/AAAAAAAAAac/1UjXAfxlJwg/s72-c/260xStory.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-4450945674064036100</id><published>2009-10-30T13:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T13:58:24.678-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><title type='text'>Beauty Book: Pop EyeShadow</title><content type='html'>Uber-Excited!!! Just got back form ULTA. Mind you, I went to try to find a shimmery gold eyeshadow for tomorrow nite (which I did - BareMinerals in 'Summer' I believe and&amp;nbsp; the L'oreal H.I.P. in 'Gilded'). BUUUUUTTTTTTTTT as I was still walking around the aisles, my eyez came across this beauty:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Susn7OfxiJI/AAAAAAAAAaM/AszcJ1e3fpY/s1600-h/100_2418.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Susn7OfxiJI/AAAAAAAAAaM/AszcJ1e3fpY/s320/100_2418.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Susn92e2LbI/AAAAAAAAAaU/j7r5hSGxxcE/s1600-h/100_2417.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Susn92e2LbI/AAAAAAAAAaU/j7r5hSGxxcE/s320/100_2417.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is Pop Beauty's 'Day To Play Clutch' palette with 18 GORGEOUS and actually rich&amp;nbsp;colors. I was just saying to myself how I needed a palette in my life, too. hehe Only thing is it DIDN'T HAVE GOLD! :,-( But did that stop me from buying it? Of course not! Plz believe I will be playing with these colors immediately (pics to come!) As for my gold? Eh, one of the sis's should have a shade. :-p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-4450945674064036100?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/4450945674064036100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=4450945674064036100&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/4450945674064036100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/4450945674064036100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/10/beauty-book-pop-eyeshadow.html' title='Beauty Book: Pop EyeShadow'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Susn7OfxiJI/AAAAAAAAAaM/AszcJ1e3fpY/s72-c/100_2418.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-7028197911499849748</id><published>2009-10-30T00:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T00:06:18.990-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jay-Z'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Channeling:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SupmB93pg1I/AAAAAAAAAaE/wBIZ9VlhRRE/s1600-h/headphones-pop-art-_wallpaper-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SupmB93pg1I/AAAAAAAAAaE/wBIZ9VlhRRE/s640/headphones-pop-art-_wallpaper-1.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Little inspiration from listening to "Oh My God".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-7028197911499849748?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/7028197911499849748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=7028197911499849748&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/7028197911499849748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/7028197911499849748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/10/channeling.html' title='Channeling:'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SupmB93pg1I/AAAAAAAAAaE/wBIZ9VlhRRE/s72-c/headphones-pop-art-_wallpaper-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-831593655606910032</id><published>2009-10-27T12:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T12:21:26.491-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationships'/><title type='text'>Cheating: Venus vs. Mars</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sucdoswyw8I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/xMJvfyBM95A/s1600-h/cheating-husband.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sucdoswyw8I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/xMJvfyBM95A/s200/cheating-husband.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, this is a topic me &amp;amp; the boyfriend&amp;nbsp;heavily discuss&amp;nbsp;every so often. More specifically - whom is more inclined to cheat - men or women? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His take is that he's known of the sweetest, nicest, most "innocent" gurls who end up doing the most scandalous shit with different dudes, despite the fact that they're wifed up. Basically, he feels as though there are very few faithful individuals left in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, on the other hand, believe deep down that each of us (male or female)&amp;nbsp;holds the capacity not to cheat on our significant others and ALWAYS feel some type of way when dudes drop the "It's hard to stay faithful" bs line. NEWSFLASH: IT'S NOT! JUST CHILL THE FxCK OUT!!! lol. But to speak more critically, in my opinion, women outnumber men in this world, so the numbers would say MEN are more inclined to cheat just because the opportunity presents itself a little more often {just to play devil's advocate}.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I've found in my personal experiences one sex isn't more inclined than the other. We're all human and when ppl start getting lonely, or unsatisfied sexually, or frustrated or just plain ass unhappy - that's when rash decisions are made. And these are all thingz that both men and women don't generally care for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will say though, men can be a little sloppy/stupid with theirs and are more likely to get caught lol. (Jus my opinion &amp;amp; becuz I'm a gurl :-p)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-831593655606910032?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/831593655606910032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=831593655606910032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/831593655606910032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/831593655606910032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/10/cheating-venus-vs-mars.html' title='Cheating: Venus vs. Mars'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sucdoswyw8I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/xMJvfyBM95A/s72-c/cheating-husband.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-9184511917434318550</id><published>2009-10-27T11:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T11:18:24.054-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lil&apos; wayne'/><title type='text'>Weezy F. ~ Run This Town Freestyle</title><content type='html'>Morning luvs. For all those who aren't sick of the sampled 'Run This Town' production by Jay {including me =)}, I stumbled upon Lil' Wayne's take on it. Enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/52MchgZrLlM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/52MchgZrLlM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-9184511917434318550?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/9184511917434318550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=9184511917434318550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/9184511917434318550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/9184511917434318550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/10/weezy-f-run-this-town-freestyle.html' title='Weezy F. ~ Run This Town Freestyle'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-5154296707214874014</id><published>2009-10-26T15:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T15:38:18.180-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><title type='text'>Beauty Book ~ Seeing Green</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SuX2FQsmYMI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Ler2W2VPRZo/s1600-h/IMAG0076%5B1%5D" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SuX2FQsmYMI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Ler2W2VPRZo/s320/IMAG0076%5B1%5D" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, here's a green look I tried for me &amp;amp; the hubby's 1-month yesterday. (Yes, I said 1-month lol). Survey says: It's a keeper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used:&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://www.iheartluxe.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/too-faced-insurance.jpg"&gt;Too Faced Shadow Insurance&lt;/a&gt; eyeshadow primer&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;a href="http://cdn1.ioffer.com/img/item/119/428/087/CTrV.jpg"&gt;Urban Decay Eyeshadow in Urb&lt;/a&gt;, near my lashline&lt;br /&gt;3. I actually used a dark green liner pencil for the next line up, Milani eyeliner in Green Glamour&lt;br /&gt;4. For my crease, I used the 'crease' color from the &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XnxaFyhtdXg/SsK84LI21tI/AAAAAAAAFBM/BF4CFe2zdb4/s320/DSC09653.JPG"&gt;Maybelline Expert Eyes Natural Smokes quad&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(an absolute must-have)&lt;br /&gt;5. And finished everything off with Maybelline Colossal Mascara (the absolute BEST mascara I've ever tried! And trust, I've had plenty :-p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it. All the gurliez loved it. Sorry the pic is a bit blurry. Love ya ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-5154296707214874014?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/5154296707214874014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=5154296707214874014&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/5154296707214874014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/5154296707214874014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/10/beauty-book-seeing-green.html' title='Beauty Book ~ Seeing Green'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SuX2FQsmYMI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Ler2W2VPRZo/s72-c/IMAG0076%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-4348076294984080685</id><published>2009-10-22T16:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T16:16:24.186-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cravings'/><title type='text'>Craving: Chocolate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SuC81XmcJCI/AAAAAAAAAY0/J60fUGwvzdg/s1600-h/choco.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SuC81XmcJCI/AAAAAAAAAY0/J60fUGwvzdg/s320/choco.png" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm sitting in the back of my Phonetics class, half-listening to Prof. Kawahara showing us all these slides of spectrograms and all I keep thinking is "I SO want chocolate.....I REALLY want a chocolate bar right now....Damn I want chocolate". Lol &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironic that the boyfriend is quite chocolate-complected himself. Hehe. Idk....prob becuz my monthly's expected to be here by the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......Oh ~ and he's letting us out dumb early?! U already know. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-4348076294984080685?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/4348076294984080685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=4348076294984080685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/4348076294984080685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/4348076294984080685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/10/craving-chocolate.html' title='Craving: Chocolate'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SuC81XmcJCI/AAAAAAAAAY0/J60fUGwvzdg/s72-c/choco.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-5200459515553362351</id><published>2009-10-22T13:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T13:47:30.320-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rih-Rih'/><title type='text'>Rihanna - Russian Roulette</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SuCZixf6x_I/AAAAAAAAAYk/nz5CyA1YUq8/s1600-h/Rihanna%2B%2BRun%2BThis%2BTown.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SuCZixf6x_I/AAAAAAAAAYk/nz5CyA1YUq8/s320/Rihanna%2B%2BRun%2BThis%2BTown.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like this song just dropped yesterday and ALREADY there's controversy. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany Evans apparently went in yesterday about how suicide rates are gonna skyrocket now, and so many stars sell their souls to the devil and cluck-cluck-cluck and bluck-bluck-bluck and you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, after finally listening to the track - I can see why it could be misconstrued as a "suicide track" but I actually like her voice on it. Does that mean I'm gonna go slit my wrists now? NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you be the judge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/67344020fd0d4854/"&gt;Rihanna - Russian Roulette&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-5200459515553362351?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/5200459515553362351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=5200459515553362351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/5200459515553362351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/5200459515553362351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/10/rihanna-russian-roulette.html' title='Rihanna - Russian Roulette'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SuCZixf6x_I/AAAAAAAAAYk/nz5CyA1YUq8/s72-c/Rihanna%2B%2BRun%2BThis%2BTown.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-4691500348773753412</id><published>2009-10-22T11:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T11:15:24.320-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebs'/><title type='text'>The Saint &amp; The Sinner - BabyMaker Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SuB0_F6ot4I/AAAAAAAAAX8/bv8p9IN0xbU/s1600-h/kimk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SuB0_F6ot4I/AAAAAAAAAX8/bv8p9IN0xbU/s320/kimk.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So apparently, like I so predicted, Kimmy-K is supposedly on a mission to start poppin out the kiddies very soon - within the year to be exact. Kim claims she "always thought she'd be married with 1 kid by the time she was 30" {and she's 29}. Of course, this new mission was supposedly&amp;nbsp;spawned&amp;nbsp;in part&amp;nbsp;with the marriage of her baby sister Khloe and her mommy-to-be older sister Kourtney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my thing: You run your life how YOU see fit - NOT because 2 of your sisters have major life changes going on. Now, I understand how you can clearly feel like you need a change too but seriously, she obviously is the Kardashian with the most shine right now - she clearly doesn't need a "major change" that comes with a marriage or baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, if you have to {or like to} go engagement ring shopping - WITHOUT REGGIE - maybe you should just relax for a bit. Just maybe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-4691500348773753412?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/4691500348773753412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=4691500348773753412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/4691500348773753412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/4691500348773753412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/10/saint-sinner-babymaker-edition.html' title='The Saint &amp; The Sinner - BabyMaker Edition'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SuB0_F6ot4I/AAAAAAAAAX8/bv8p9IN0xbU/s72-c/kimk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-7612097207305706385</id><published>2009-04-19T08:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T08:49:06.564-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AT YOUR OWN RISK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='males'/><title type='text'>Say What's Real</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326383454746964466" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 280px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SesdiB218fI/AAAAAAAAAXA/tXZurLc-WFo/s320/phone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dear Dizzy, &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know I don't know what to say to you. You know I don't even know where to start. I can't even say "fuck him" cuz we both know you wake up with that sick feeling in your stomach, wondering about him. And you can't stand being lonely. But this situation ~ never really happened to me before. Matter fact, WAT THE FUCK REALLY HAPPENED? You can't even answer nobody. Cuz the answer we can come up wit is ridiculous. And you know it's ridiculous. Dude just disappeared? 10+ phone calls? 3 pg text messages? No response. But nah, nah relax sweetie, relax. Maybe something happened to his phone.... worse, maybe something happened to him..... yeah, yeah.....or maybe not. Everytime this happened before nothing ever happened to him or his phone... and it was never this long. So maybe something DID happen to him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But damn gurl. I don't know what to tell you to do. Just the day before everything was fine, so why would a nigga just straight up fade you? Who knows. Niggas got different shit on they mind sometimes. Sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But one thing I will tell you: I don't even care about writing this to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why? Cuz you don't need no fuckin letter to be straight. Remember how you felt after Chris? Straight up almost died. And for what ~ for him to stay wit who he was messin wit &amp;amp; you to get wit your next for another 2yrs. So stop bitchin. Cuz honestly, the shit gets tired after a while. Especially wit you. Cuz you're gorgeous. And everytime shit gets fucked, another one pops up. And that's real. WE both know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, maybe dude'll come back ~ maybe he's fading you for good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But please..... don't hold your fuckin breath waiting to find out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yours truly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dizzy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-7612097207305706385?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/7612097207305706385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=7612097207305706385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/7612097207305706385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/7612097207305706385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/04/say-whats-real.html' title='Say What&apos;s Real'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SesdiB218fI/AAAAAAAAAXA/tXZurLc-WFo/s72-c/phone.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-2776787171737723824</id><published>2009-04-16T13:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T13:05:54.280-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gatness'/><title type='text'>Do You Like Cryt-al Gel?</title><content type='html'>And, no ^ that's not a typo. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just push play. And ANYBODY who ever stepped into a nail salon should be able to relate. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha roomie put me on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SsWrY77o77o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SsWrY77o77o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-2776787171737723824?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/2776787171737723824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=2776787171737723824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/2776787171737723824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/2776787171737723824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/04/do-you-like-cryt-al-gel.html' title='Do You Like Cryt-al Gel?'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-131571666452642629</id><published>2009-04-08T21:32:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T23:42:18.427-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gatness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebs'/><title type='text'>Yeezy = Stalker Nympho?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sd1R1nvY8_I/AAAAAAAAAVI/r09T9WiH21A/s1600-h/nympho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322500316264461298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sd1R1nvY8_I/AAAAAAAAAVI/r09T9WiH21A/s320/nympho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*Lol. Aight so mind you, this is a story about celebs, celeb gossip to be correct. So let me re-emphasize that NONE of my celeb posts should be taken as 100% factual, cause you and I both know we're never where they are. I just like posting stuff I find interesting.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, Kanye's main chick Amber Rose couldn't be more over their relationship. While 'Ye was recording tracks over in Hawaii, chick was chilling in Philly with her ex-girlfriend (yes, girlfriend), fading all of 'Ye's calls &amp;amp; texts left &amp;amp; right, with him constantly tryna figure out where she was/wat she was doing. She also claims that despite Kanye's nympho-like tendencies, the sex is muy whack (on his part) and that she's only now sticking around for the sake of $$$ and her "career".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't know wat parts or to wat extent of this story is true. But I think either way, all that comes to mind is.....HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J/K J/K Sorry 'Ye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know we all ain't got nothin but love for ya. ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Full Story here:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://theybf.com/index.php/2009/04/08/amber-rose-calls-kanye-a-nympho-says-shes-over-him/#more-10197"&gt;http://theybf.com/index.php/2009/04/08/amber-rose-calls-kanye-a-nympho-says-shes-over-him/#more-10197&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-131571666452642629?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/131571666452642629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=131571666452642629&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/131571666452642629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/131571666452642629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/04/yeezy-stalker-nympho.html' title='Yeezy = Stalker Nympho?'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sd1R1nvY8_I/AAAAAAAAAVI/r09T9WiH21A/s72-c/nympho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-877081386365262991</id><published>2009-04-08T19:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T23:43:00.750-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gatness'/><title type='text'>Shawty Got LOW</title><content type='html'>So, my friend (actually the hubby from New Year's) posted this on the roomie's wall on FB. Honestly... it made my day. PLEASE enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lxfe8YTd6N4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lxfe8YTd6N4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-877081386365262991?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/877081386365262991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=877081386365262991&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/877081386365262991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/877081386365262991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/04/shawty-got-low.html' title='Shawty Got LOW'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-8026022935534070060</id><published>2009-04-08T15:52:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T19:13:41.644-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gatness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='males'/><title type='text'>Shattered Glass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sd0vW7iupvI/AAAAAAAAAVA/hO9aCQrGdO8/s1600-h/glass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322462405608777458" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sd0vW7iupvI/AAAAAAAAAVA/hO9aCQrGdO8/s320/glass.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I sincerely apologize for the lack of post-age. *Ish is gettin heavy up here @ school.&lt;br /&gt;First &amp;amp; foremost congrats to the newest I-Sweets on the yard: Dramatix, Poison &amp;amp; Quiet Storm (their real sweetheart names, not just my personal nickname lol). So proud of you 3.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly: the boy. So, too bad I've def been a rollercoaster ride wit this one. But first, I'd like to note that FROM THIS POINT ON, this young man's name will now be &lt;strong&gt;'9 Livez'&lt;/strong&gt;. Lol I'm sure that's pretty self-explanatory. Anywayz, we actually hit a really bad spot this past weekend. It happened late Friday nite when I got off work. We was supposed to chill that nite and he actually came thru to the Roc wit his brothers while I was on duty. So, he knowz I'm done @ 3 but I decided to give it a little time....3:40 comes and I call, to which he told he'd call me rite back in 2 min. Okay - cool. Now, my impatient butt starts calling back around 4 but this time...to no answer. (Sound familiar?) Nor the 2nd, nor the 3rd, nor the 4th, 5th, 6th or 7th. Yes, I said 7th. Clearly, the luv was too drunk/high to answer his phone. Not an uncommon activity of his.&lt;br /&gt;So by that time I was furious, mostly because we've had SO MANY talks about his stupid bad habits b4. So I proceed to leave him a lovely voicemail that went something like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"I hope when you hear this you're not too f****d up to understand me. I've waited up for you for the last time. So wat you can do is delete my f***in number from your f***in phonebook cuz..I'm done with you [insert real name here]. Goodbye".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kinda went in a little bit. But when I'm mad, I'm mad. And dude pissed me the f*** off that nite. I expected to get a few long text messages or a call/voicemail but 2 dayz had passed and nothing. So on Monday, - remember that key that came along with my necklace? 9 Livez MUST not want it anymore since he clearly had nothin to say for hisself. So, I finally hit him up and told him I was coming thru to get it back - that nite. So, me being the girly girl I am *superficially* got all dolled up since it was supposed to be the last time we saw each other like that and proceeded to drive over to his apt., along wit Keenya &amp;amp; Tay in the car (you know, just in case we had to stomp somebody out lol jk). The whole trip ended up being real anticlimactic. After wat seemed like hours of him staring at me, he finally gave it up. I briefly spoke bye as I walked out his building.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Later that nite, we ended up texting each other, becuz I honestly couldn't believe that he had nothin to say. Either he was truly an a**hole or he was jus thought my mind was fed up. Well, to wrap up this story, homeboy said he felt ridiculously ashamed and didnt say anything cuz he felt like he ultimately let me down, didn't know how I felt about him, but that he still cared about me and could only hope he still had a piece of my heart with or without my key. HOW SWEET - *blank stare*. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sike nah, I admit he was genuine wit it...AFTER I HAD TO DRAG IT OUT OF HIM! And I admit I miss the boy. So needless, we made up last nite. Now, I'm still keeping my guard up...but if 9 Livez truly lives up to his name - then I'm kinda curious to see how this all really plays out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;P.S. The inspiration from my title had a double meaning: 1. Me &amp;amp; the boy of course. 2. While I was trying to move my laptop from my desk to my bed, it slipped - I tried to catch it and it ended up banging against the corner of my best postm resulting in this NASTY crack/splinter on the right side of my screen. :,-) Disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-8026022935534070060?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/8026022935534070060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=8026022935534070060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/8026022935534070060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/8026022935534070060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/04/shattered-glass.html' title='Shattered Glass'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sd0vW7iupvI/AAAAAAAAAVA/hO9aCQrGdO8/s72-c/glass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-2166055436165127947</id><published>2009-03-22T12:27:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:11:57.206-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><title type='text'>BEAUTY BOOK VI</title><content type='html'>So, the day that me &amp;amp; the cuzzo went out - we hit up M.A.C. cuz she wanted some pressed powder. Well, I'm proud to say.....I lost my M.A.C. v-card that day! :-) After wat seemed an eternity I ended up with these two lovely's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SdPuttnh0TI/AAAAAAAAAUY/pguauzhgPPI/s1600-h/100_1321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319858053961601330" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SdPuttnh0TI/AAAAAAAAAUY/pguauzhgPPI/s320/100_1321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SdPut_O930I/AAAAAAAAAUg/SSVbfT4vfT0/s1600-h/100_1322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319858058690420546" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SdPut_O930I/AAAAAAAAAUg/SSVbfT4vfT0/s320/100_1322.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first is the Matte Eyeshadow in Fig. 1 (a deep plum shade) and their regular shadow in Expensive Pink (how ironic) lol, which is a gold-ish pink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say, I love them! The guy at the store suggested these for my yellow undertone when I said I was looking for an 'everyday type' look and I usually favor golds. The pink shade is applied all over from lashline to eyebrow. Then the purple is dashed on on my outer corners and also along my lower lash line:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SdPxHDvH5NI/AAAAAAAAAUw/9YVfdxbeh_k/s1600-h/100_1313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319860688419022034" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SdPxHDvH5NI/AAAAAAAAAUw/9YVfdxbeh_k/s320/100_1313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry the pic isn't the greatest. But I must say I def. will be returning for more shades in the future. I've gotten mad compliments thus far whenever I wear them :-) Highly recommended!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, how could I forget - I got Lipglass too!!!!! (I swear I'm like a lil gurl in a candy store when it comez to makeup). This is Nymphette:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SdPz2Mnc6bI/AAAAAAAAAU4/fdoGXkTDC7s/s1600-h/100_1325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319863697279871410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SdPz2Mnc6bI/AAAAAAAAAU4/fdoGXkTDC7s/s320/100_1325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which is another gold-ish pink shade, which kinda compliments the pink shadow. And it's not frosty at all, given its opaqueness. Lovez it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope ya liked! Muahz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A.I.W.I.E. &amp;hearts;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-2166055436165127947?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/2166055436165127947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=2166055436165127947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/2166055436165127947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/2166055436165127947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/03/beauty-book-vi.html' title='BEAUTY BOOK VI'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SdPuttnh0TI/AAAAAAAAAUY/pguauzhgPPI/s72-c/100_1321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-7669663324532350398</id><published>2009-03-21T12:47:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T13:15:10.413-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gatness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VIP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabulosity'/><title type='text'>Bleu Martini</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/ScUgWUcx8UI/AAAAAAAAATo/NYnqaOy1kt4/s1600-h/blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315690502999372098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/ScUgWUcx8UI/AAAAAAAAATo/NYnqaOy1kt4/s320/blue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, last nite, maaad last minute ~ I went with my *favorite* cuzin &amp;amp; 2 of her co-workers to ^ this spot in Olde City, Philly. Good a** time! Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell me why I only had 1 pomegranate &amp;amp; 1 bleu martini and ur gurl was actually leaning a bit. ;-) The cuzzo says thats the difference between "top shelf" liquor &amp;amp; the rest. (Had to be ~ cuz Dizzy is nobody's lightweight lol. Not to mention we damn sure paid "top shelf" price for them). Tab clocked out at almost $250.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry, no pics this time around either. Told u it was last minute! Imma get on it tho, I promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I swear, seeing old(er) ppl drunk is HILARIOUS. Actually, I think this was the first time I seen my cuz like drunk-drunk. Her co-workers were mad nice and funny as hell too. At first, I was jus doin my best to blend in wit the old-heads so it wasn't no issue. But I got thru the door smooth as hell so after that, &amp;amp; after my first (extremely strong) drink, I was def like f*** it. Lol Gotta admit - it was fun eyeing dudez as they walked in (we was rite by the door); them smiling @ me and me smiling back cuz I kno they ain't gonna get what they want. LMAO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to drive us home since I was the least-drunk. But wasn't actually in the best condition to drive cross the Ben Franklin. (shhhh!) But CLEARLY we all made it home safe so Im actually pretty proud of myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finished out my nite wit the usual X-rated drunk texts to the boo. Lol {He knowz wats going down, and he don't mind either way} It has yet to happen, but I don't think neither of us will be ready the nite we catch each other with alcohol in our systems heavy!!!!! Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up pretty early this morning. (Like 8-9 ish, WTF?) All I felt was sleepy, not hungover. And just thirsty as hell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I'm jus spending the rest of the afternoon wit 32 oz. gatorade and gettin my *ish ready to head back up to New Brunzwick tonite. SO not lookin forward to it......Im on duty tonite as well. Otherwise, knowing me I'd much rather stay til Monday morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good f'in timez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B.I.W.I. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-7669663324532350398?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/7669663324532350398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=7669663324532350398&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/7669663324532350398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/7669663324532350398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/03/bleu-martini.html' title='Bleu Martini'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/ScUgWUcx8UI/AAAAAAAAATo/NYnqaOy1kt4/s72-c/blue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-8911289703808209417</id><published>2009-03-19T10:48:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:59:23.728-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabulosity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebs'/><title type='text'>The Saint &amp; The Sinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/ScJcmD0lrHI/AAAAAAAAATI/ehY6nAizceE/s1600-h/kimk1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314912319181270130" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/ScJcmD0lrHI/AAAAAAAAATI/ehY6nAizceE/s320/kimk1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The couple that (most) ppl love to hate, Kim K. &amp;amp; Reggie Bush will be in the April issue of GQ magazine. I personally think Kim is a fabulous girl (contrary to most of my friends's thoughts about her) and the pics are kinda cute. Haven't seen a couple photo shoot in a while. Peep the rest of the preview pics below, which I think exemplifies them very well. Lmao ~ take that how you want. Full story &lt;a href="http://concreteloop.com/2009/03/magazines-reggie-kim-in-gq#more-103321"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, along with a "behind-the-scenes" video, if that floats your boat. Lol, set to an instrumental version of "Roc Boys", for whatever reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muahz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/ScJcmBUqevI/AAAAAAAAATQ/kB4mj17A4W8/s1600-h/kimk2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314912318510496498" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/ScJcmBUqevI/AAAAAAAAATQ/kB4mj17A4W8/s320/kimk2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;          &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/ScJcmTXjOXI/AAAAAAAAATY/qTrWIF-cjm8/s1600-h/kimk3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314912323354442098" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/ScJcmTXjOXI/AAAAAAAAATY/qTrWIF-cjm8/s320/kimk3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;          &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/ScJcmetG01I/AAAAAAAAATg/ygItEB5j1nk/s1600-h/kimk4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314912326397645650" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/ScJcmetG01I/AAAAAAAAATg/ygItEB5j1nk/s320/kimk4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-8911289703808209417?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/8911289703808209417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=8911289703808209417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/8911289703808209417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/8911289703808209417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/03/saint-sinner.html' title='The Saint &amp; The Sinner'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/ScJcmD0lrHI/AAAAAAAAATI/ehY6nAizceE/s72-c/kimk1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-7295746167887894826</id><published>2009-03-19T10:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T10:35:40.755-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gatness'/><title type='text'>Nope, Just Kidding</title><content type='html'>So, as I stated b4 I was scared out my mind at the thought that I might've actually been *gasp* pregnant. But, to much avail.........I got my monthly yesterday! I am so grateful for these cramps rite now.Lol (sorry if it's TMI for any of yall out there). So yeah, told the bestie when/if I got it ~ we were DEF celebrating, which we did. Me, her &amp;amp; Ja hit up Ruby Tues. (lol) and I got my strawberry lemonade, along with some others. Fun timez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another scary note, the boo def. almost got locked for conspiracy &amp;amp; pos. of weapons last nite. Here I was, mad of course cuz he just stopped texting me out the blue, meanwhile he's somewhere dealing with this *ish. Crazy. Thank GOD they let them go (it was his boy's + dudez father is a State boy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life...never a dull moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.I.W.I.E. &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-7295746167887894826?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/7295746167887894826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=7295746167887894826&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/7295746167887894826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/7295746167887894826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/03/nope-just-kidding.html' title='Nope, Just Kidding'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-1574610542827720034</id><published>2009-03-17T14:04:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T14:11:04.269-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>But We Gon' Switch This Thing Back....</title><content type='html'>So, I remember a lil while ago, I discovered that Mr. Raymond had indeed made a video for this song. Then, shortly after I realized how late I must have been (since Trading Places hit the radio a minute ago). HAHA ~ well I'm laughing at me and my lateness but whatev. I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THE DIGITAL PIANO in this! And the video crossed my mind just now (maybe I'm just in a slow-jam mood, from 'Purple Kisses' to 'It's Yours' to this..hmmm. Anyway, far all those who were late like me (lol) or who just love(d) the song/video, this for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="315" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lWMLbEj0_wI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lWMLbEj0_wI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-1574610542827720034?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/1574610542827720034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=1574610542827720034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/1574610542827720034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/1574610542827720034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/03/but-we-gon-switch-this-thing-back.html' title='But We Gon&apos; Switch This Thing Back....'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-7141859267754641196</id><published>2009-03-17T11:58:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T12:58:55.953-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='males'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Purple Kisses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sb_WfbBgOkI/AAAAAAAAATA/9I6TLn2t3QY/s1600-h/creamteam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314201920638827074" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sb_WfbBgOkI/AAAAAAAAATA/9I6TLn2t3QY/s320/creamteam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Morning, luv's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, pretty much afternoon now. Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spring Break's going pretty good so far....no complaints. Prob should have my nose in a book rite now...BUT I'm not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um, the reason for the pic to the right was inspired by last nite w/ Q-Tip. Nothing major ~ we was jus out riding around for a lil bit cuz we needed to see each other (it's been bout a week) and I just wanted to be wit my boo. :-) Ended up sneaking me into his basement for a little while (YES, I KNOW ON SOME LITTLE KID *ISH, but hey - it was fun HAHA) But lately, esp. since I been home, for some reason I keep wanting to kiss him...like KISS him. Like make him wanna....yeah from my kisses. And jus enjoy ever Lmao. Idk how to explain but yeah. So, last nite I made sure to get wat I wanted.....well, not exactly. Cuz we both actually ended up wanting to.....YEAH. But we couldn't clearly. Kinda bad timing. But, nevertheless - fun nite w/ tha luv.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, not sure if this applies to any of yall but, Happy St. Patrick's Day? I was just gonna be a bum today but I think I'm gonna re-nig and try my hand at Irish Potatoes. And by Irish Potatoes I mean these:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sb_SheauqqI/AAAAAAAAASg/Aq83odIUB6U/s1600-h/irishpotatoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314197557863164578" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sb_SheauqqI/AAAAAAAAASg/Aq83odIUB6U/s320/irishpotatoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last time I tasted one of these, I think I was in 7th grade. They're a candy made from cream cheese, coconut, sugar &amp;amp; cinnamon I believe (off the top of my head). Pics to come! (Thanx from boredom).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;SB: Not gonna lie....I'm expecting my monthly and I'm starting to get more &amp;amp; more nervous everyday. Lord knows I'm one of the most impatient ppl on this earth so this is like the WORST TEST EVER!!!!! *Sigh* Plz pray for me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D.Y.F.A.M &amp;hearts;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-7141859267754641196?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/7141859267754641196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=7141859267754641196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/7141859267754641196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/7141859267754641196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/03/swak.html' title='Purple Kisses'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sb_WfbBgOkI/AAAAAAAAATA/9I6TLn2t3QY/s72-c/creamteam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-2539705969676379962</id><published>2009-03-12T21:11:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T23:37:11.276-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabulosity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='males'/><title type='text'>Back 2 Ur Regularly Scheduled Program</title><content type='html'>Aight, I know I've been slacking on the updates this week but I'm right in the middle of my exam time. =( &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First Thingz First - NEW LAYOUT! Do ya like? Kinda remindz me of the Tiffany boxes I adore so much. As for the header - lol a little strong but I think its hot. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywayz - as for the books:&lt;br /&gt;First was Span. Lit - Eh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second was Afromusicology which was so ridic. easy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third was SUPPOSED to be Phonology - today actually. (more on that below)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And fourth is a take-home for Syntax which'll be due after we come back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So *ahem* for Phon., which I was scared to take all week, I went to talk with my prof on Wed. and that made me feel a tad bit better. Tried to study more that nite - but to not much avail - Drew and the (now EX-) husband came thru to visit. Ending up giving up shortly after they left. Woke up early this morning to try to cram some more into my head and just felt SOOOO not prepared. So if yall promise not to tell, lol, told a little white lie to get out of it and now I get to take it later on. Sorry if anybody despises ppl who do this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a sidenote, this semester I have no room to just do okay - which is prob what I woulda got if I took that jawn today. I need to do good....in ALL my classes. So, sorry if it seems selfish but honestly, I look at this one as doing what I needed to do. And b4 you even fix ur lips to say it - YES, I did study beforehand. Lol I still woulda been out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But um yeah...brighter note...my Spring Break is pretty much upon us as we speak! No real plans (besides studying &amp;amp; working my ass off on Phon. Syn. &amp;amp; my Afro paper). Steph and her cuzzo Jece invited me to A.C. for a little getaway. And they tryna get me in on these Fake's they tryna get....I guess to get in the clubs &amp;amp; stuff. Um, that idea ~ not so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I keep hearing mad stuff about &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbnMItO3NRI/AAAAAAAAASI/Gxjp1lxaMuc/s1600-h/lovevsmoney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312501685413164306" style="WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbnMItO3NRI/AAAAAAAAASI/Gxjp1lxaMuc/s320/lovevsmoney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this young man's album so I'll have to do a review of my own soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me &amp;amp; Q-Tip are fine. =) We both been hectic wit exams so we jus chilled the other nite. Glad he's close for when we go home. Def should be hittin that up. U already&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah my necklace came today! Was tryna take a pic of my actual one but I can't find my camera for nothin and my celly was comin out dumb fuzzy so here's a reg one:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbnOXGm02BI/AAAAAAAAASQ/VLh-7pWV-EY/s1600-h/keyl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312504131765983250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbnOXGm02BI/AAAAAAAAASQ/VLh-7pWV-EY/s320/keyl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just randomly found it while I was cruising one day and I thought it was dumb cute!!! So yah - but um - the key stayin on my neck for a while - we'll see how it pans out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But yeah think this is all for the up-up (update that is, lmao). Shots tonite then Big-Gurl Doc tomorrow afternoon. Muahz!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B.I.W.I. &amp;hearts;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-2539705969676379962?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/2539705969676379962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=2539705969676379962&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/2539705969676379962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/2539705969676379962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-2-ur-regularly-scheduled-program.html' title='Back 2 Ur Regularly Scheduled Program'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbnMItO3NRI/AAAAAAAAASI/Gxjp1lxaMuc/s72-c/lovevsmoney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-1926080066453222690</id><published>2009-03-09T23:20:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T23:30:09.637-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='support'/><title type='text'>Do You Have A ♥ ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbXetr5rnLI/AAAAAAAAAR4/jp08AepO4x4/s1600-h/embrace.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311396212013505714" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbXetr5rnLI/AAAAAAAAAR4/jp08AepO4x4/s200/embrace.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, I know you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I gotta support the org. I ask all of my lover-ly followers &amp;amp; readers and those just passing through to take *5* minutes of your time and visit the link below. We are trying to raise those $$$ towards the Embrace Kids Foundation. Literally luvs, ANYthing helps. Por favor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ábralo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.firstgiving.com/iotaphithetaincorporated"&gt;http://www.firstgiving.com/iotaphithetaincorporated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-1926080066453222690?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/1926080066453222690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=1926080066453222690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/1926080066453222690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/1926080066453222690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/03/do-you-have.html' title='Do You Have A &amp;hearts; ?'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbXetr5rnLI/AAAAAAAAAR4/jp08AepO4x4/s72-c/embrace.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-2366823018113144093</id><published>2009-03-08T19:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:23:02.608-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Throwback: Lucy Pearl</title><content type='html'>So, stumbled across this cd in my room @ home. Um yeah not too sure what became of them - but I LOVED this track. Do you remember 'em? Not too sure why they're baby-oiled up lol. Guess it's an effect. Anywayz, hope ya like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/93AAjDN_cAY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/93AAjDN_cAY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;color2=0x999999&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-2366823018113144093?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/2366823018113144093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=2366823018113144093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/2366823018113144093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/2366823018113144093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/03/throwback-lucy-pearl.html' title='Throwback: Lucy Pearl'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-4926547842489117197</id><published>2009-03-08T18:22:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:12:08.629-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabulosity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Feelz Good 2 B Home</title><content type='html'>Hola luv's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ahh, it feels good to have a stable internet connection on my laptop again. I went home this weekend to get my hair done and chill with my mommy. I must admit - it felt good. Besidez the fact that the weather was BEAUTIFUL, when I was home I felt so...stressfree; carefree; and like all my worryz associated wit school and the people there were just nonexistent. I wanted to stay home forever! Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But snap-back to reality. Got 2 exams this week, starting tomorrow so it goes without saying my dream was simply that. Good news tho is my spring break starts this Friday.Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lemme see... recap? Um, well....Thurs nite/early Friday morn. went to see Q-Tip after I got off from work.....let's just say he fulfilled his &lt;a href="http://lipglosslessonzlearned.blogspot.com/2009/02/wateva-wateva-i-do-wat-i-want.html"&gt;promise&lt;/a&gt;. (scroll down to bout 3/4 of the post). LMAO So, not to delve too much into it but, I've never been this sore in my life! :-0. But he agreed we was def wildin when he hit me up the following evening (which I so wasn't expecting him to do, since he told me he likes to keep his own space when dealing wit girls. Hmm.. maybe I'm not just ur average girl? ;-) Well, of course I mean &lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt; knew that I'm jus saying...I'm jus saying). Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday morning/afternoon went to get my micros. I adored having my hair out and I loved the way it looked on me but right behind my left ear it broke off tremendously bad (yikes!) so I refuse to put anymore perm to it for A WHILE. The micros came out cute - except for the fact it took 6 hours!!!!! I know it can take longer and I myself have (the most was 9) but I'm usually out in 4 so that made this process all the more harder. But, like they say beauty is pain. Maybe next round will be better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um, Saturday I went to the Flower Show in Philly with my mom. It was held in the Convention Center and below are some pics I snapped on my phone (little ghetto I know). I really could care less about the show - I only went cause my mom wanted to and I wanted to spend time with her. I woulda been satisfied wit jus goin out to eat (which we did afterwards anyway...Ruby Tuesday..can we say...delish?). But some of the displays were gorgeous. However, I personally feel this event is highly overrated, overcrowded and overpriced. $26 for a general adult ticket,$17 for a student and $13 for a child (2-16) ~ so you best believe I passed for a child that day thanks to my mom.(HAHA! Guess the braces still come in handy for something). My mom just wanted to go to say she had been since she always heard about it and I just wanted to be with my mommy - so in the end we both got wat we wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbRNgdojwMI/AAAAAAAAAQA/E3b-gmqNrc8/s1600-h/PIC-0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310955080682553538" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbRNgdojwMI/AAAAAAAAAQA/E3b-gmqNrc8/s320/PIC-0053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbRNgohc5HI/AAAAAAAAAQI/oXIQnmuRTuo/s1600-h/PIC-0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310955083605533810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbRNgohc5HI/AAAAAAAAAQI/oXIQnmuRTuo/s320/PIC-0056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbRNg658xhI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/qhRAybVT5PY/s1600-h/PIC-0057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310955088540124690" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbRNg658xhI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/qhRAybVT5PY/s320/PIC-0057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbRNhHgh3qI/AAAAAAAAAQY/9_o9_Z5CXb8/s1600-h/PIC-0058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310955091923164834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbRNhHgh3qI/AAAAAAAAAQY/9_o9_Z5CXb8/s320/PIC-0058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbRNhLNFK8I/AAAAAAAAAQg/JO-U2cQE_oA/s1600-h/PIC-0059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310955092915334082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbRNhLNFK8I/AAAAAAAAAQg/JO-U2cQE_oA/s320/PIC-0059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbROU6iGJyI/AAAAAAAAAQo/fdhTWTTpVuA/s1600-h/PIC-0060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310955981793273634" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbROU6iGJyI/AAAAAAAAAQo/fdhTWTTpVuA/s320/PIC-0060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbROVctVDFI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ahrLaEuSilM/s1600-h/PIC-0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310955990967192658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbROVctVDFI/AAAAAAAAAQw/ahrLaEuSilM/s320/PIC-0061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbROV6BW6BI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/NUT3wlrUeSs/s1600-h/PIC-0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310955998835828754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbROV6BW6BI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/NUT3wlrUeSs/s320/PIC-0062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbROWMZFWyI/AAAAAAAAARA/FdiqQysIPYs/s1600-h/PIC-0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310956003767180066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbROWMZFWyI/AAAAAAAAARA/FdiqQysIPYs/s320/PIC-0065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbROWGzCz9I/AAAAAAAAARI/LmFvFOxsbdM/s1600-h/PIC-0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310956002265452498" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbROWGzCz9I/AAAAAAAAARI/LmFvFOxsbdM/s320/PIC-0066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbRPDYG1ZyI/AAAAAAAAARQ/mVzjInh7-S8/s1600-h/PIC-0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310956780005975842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbRPDYG1ZyI/AAAAAAAAARQ/mVzjInh7-S8/s320/PIC-0067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbRPDhEIG0I/AAAAAAAAARY/2LjAFGuLFsM/s1600-h/PIC-0069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310956782410537794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbRPDhEIG0I/AAAAAAAAARY/2LjAFGuLFsM/s320/PIC-0069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbRPD8rrvpI/AAAAAAAAARg/n6B2YlOyqRw/s1600-h/PIC-0073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310956789824208530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbRPD8rrvpI/AAAAAAAAARg/n6B2YlOyqRw/s320/PIC-0073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbRPEBfDpAI/AAAAAAAAARo/W9MbD6raLDM/s1600-h/PIC-0076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310956791113425922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbRPEBfDpAI/AAAAAAAAARo/W9MbD6raLDM/s320/PIC-0076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bee-yu-tee-full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SB: You &lt;em&gt;KNOW&lt;/em&gt; I had to tell you what I had to eat - cuz I'm such a fat a** at heart. Lol So, I had 'Asian Dumplings' for my appetizer - aka "Pot Stickers" at some other places, a half rack of ribs/ Louisiana fried shrimp for my entree/ strawberries and ice cream for dessert and not to mention my strawberry lemonade which was bangin' and my Ruby T (homemade iced tea w/ pomegranata juice). Everything was bangin' and I will most def be goin back ASAP. Peep my strawberries &amp;amp; ice cream below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbRQSwbNn3I/AAAAAAAAARw/9Zrbr1RWE-Q/s1600-h/PIC-0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310958143743565682" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbRQSwbNn3I/AAAAAAAAARw/9Zrbr1RWE-Q/s320/PIC-0077.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent my evening last night creeping myself out watching horror movies on the SciFi channel. Lol. Then today took my car to the Car Wash (finally!) after it was looking a mess after all those snowstorms. Pissed as hell that one of my roommates took our parking deck pass with her and I had to park by a meter on the street. I swear if it rains b4 I have a chance to put it in a deck ~ SOMEBODY's gonna hear my mouth. Seriously, I JUST f'in washed it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, I believe that's how I spent my weekend. How was yours? Anywayz, dance rehearsal and studying for Afromusicology exam tomorrow. Wish me luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O.I.Y.D. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-4926547842489117197?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/4926547842489117197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=4926547842489117197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/4926547842489117197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/4926547842489117197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/03/feelz-good-2-b-home.html' title='Feelz Good 2 B Home'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SbRNgdojwMI/AAAAAAAAAQA/E3b-gmqNrc8/s72-c/PIC-0053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-6559563345079372635</id><published>2009-03-02T19:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:05:16.073-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vent'/><title type='text'>Vent</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sax_SiEZ57I/AAAAAAAAAPw/5-y19IZBlLo/s1600-h/silentscream.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308758017122625458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sax_SiEZ57I/AAAAAAAAAPw/5-y19IZBlLo/s400/silentscream.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The mask comez off for the next 60 seconds.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm sick of you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm fuckin sick you. I'm sick of waiting around. I'm sick of your bullshit ass excuses. I'm sick of giving you a million second chances. And I'm sick of always being your victim.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I won't be. The next time you wanna drink &amp;amp; smoke in the same nite you was sposed to come see me, I truly hope the hazel fumes close in around your throat. (Lol, aight a lil extreme)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You put up this thick ass wall and play me at a distance and for what? Shit's not even worth it. Excuse me, you not even worth it. Truth be told luv, dudez like you are a dime a dozen here. Look the fuck around. If I wanted to wait up all night, weak ass text back and forth, listen to empty promises only to fall asleep alone - don't you think I'd still be wit D.V. &amp;amp; Time Check's asses right now????? Trust me you ain't that special. You forget it took me 2 1/2 years to notice you right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And you truly have the audacity to catch feelings when I put you up with them when yall act EXACTLY ALIKE!!!!!! HUH??? HELLO? ARE YOU SERIOUS?! And yeah you tell me all the time how I don't deserve this and I don't deserve that. But in the end you only hurting yourself cuz you only showin that you know the gat shit you do is wrong while you CHOOSE to do it anyway.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cuz that makes sense.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, whenever you ready to show me how on earth you're any different, MAYBE you can hit me up, and if I recognize the number maybe I'll even pick it up/text back - whatever you choose. Til then, I'm not even holdin my fuckin breath.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-6559563345079372635?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/6559563345079372635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=6559563345079372635&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/6559563345079372635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/6559563345079372635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/03/vent.html' title='Vent'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sax_SiEZ57I/AAAAAAAAAPw/5-y19IZBlLo/s72-c/silentscream.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-3568431928083545857</id><published>2009-02-26T17:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T18:00:23.299-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='danity kane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Remember Back When....</title><content type='html'>Aubrey was humble?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; the roomie used to always sing this little vocal exercise thingy (yeah we're geeks) lol. So I youtube'd it and bong, found it. Okay so most def. the gurls are MAD rough around the edges in this clip - in terms of singing in tune, blending and all that. But I thought this was such a pretty excerpt of when they were first starting out as a group. And it reminds me of once upon a time when Aubrey was just less...everything. Lol Just simply like the rest of her bandmates. *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/thjsBLzQEOY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/thjsBLzQEOY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-3568431928083545857?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/3568431928083545857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=3568431928083545857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/3568431928083545857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/3568431928083545857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/02/remember-back-when.html' title='Remember Back When....'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-3215235911552443876</id><published>2009-02-26T17:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T17:42:10.348-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AT YOUR OWN RISK'/><title type='text'>SellOut (Throwback Poem ~ Revamped)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SacZzry83CI/AAAAAAAAAPo/2eXxJ7a7pNI/s1600-h/tragic.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307239061599869986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SacZzry83CI/AAAAAAAAAPo/2eXxJ7a7pNI/s400/tragic.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't quite remember when I wrote this. But I actually lost it, remembered about it and then found it again lol. This time around tho, I decided to tweak it a little bit. So here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SellOut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To my sellout…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My boo ~I always did wanna be JUST &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LIKE YOU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How you could never imagine how you've choked all my expression&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stifled my thoughts...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look how proud I am of you now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look what you've grown up to be........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EVERYthing you said you wouldn't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You said:" Amongst me &amp;amp; them – you could never compare"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Funny how identical suits you far better&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Trust me and you’ll never feel that pain"&lt;br /&gt;{And neva be without pleasure… eva…. again} &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;L.F.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now invisible scars will forever bear their hideous heads&lt;br /&gt;Nestled in beds&lt;br /&gt;That you and I shared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Your disappearing acts are such a f***** joke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But outside you've finished your construction&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The most beautiful prison - cold &amp;amp; rigid&lt;br /&gt;I pound my fist against your fortress’s walls, screaming&lt;br /&gt;I’m right here, I’m Right Here, &lt;strong&gt;I’M RIGHT HERE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;But my voice lands on deaf ears…&lt;br /&gt;So where am I really? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;More importantly, where the hell are you?&lt;br /&gt;Is it 6 floorz up….or maybe 5 townz over&lt;br /&gt;Idk....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But since I know you'll never return&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can finally read your Dear Jane letter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loud &amp;amp; clear&lt;br /&gt;So, boo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess there ain't much left for me to do….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Besides sell out too….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I always did wanna be just like you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-3215235911552443876?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/3215235911552443876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=3215235911552443876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/3215235911552443876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/3215235911552443876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/02/sellout-throwback-poem-revamped.html' title='SellOut (Throwback Poem ~ Revamped)'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SacZzry83CI/AAAAAAAAAPo/2eXxJ7a7pNI/s72-c/tragic.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-9041354266987650275</id><published>2009-02-24T19:23:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T13:48:59.771-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='males'/><title type='text'>Paying 4 HER Mistakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SaSPtjz3j9I/AAAAAAAAAPI/kKNv_7aw-A4/s1600-h/iceheart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306524273818963922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SaSPtjz3j9I/AAAAAAAAAPI/kKNv_7aw-A4/s320/iceheart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, last nite I spent the nite over Q-Tip's spot. (Don't worry ~ we're straight lol). But we had a little convo last nite that I woke up thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the reason he, like many other young men I'm finding, is hesitant to be in an "official" relationship and quickly fall in love is because of past relationships that ended up being horrible. Like, HORRIBLE. He like many other males, explained to me that dudez falling in love &amp;amp; getting their hearts broken is different than from gurls. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;When dudez fall ~ they fall hard&lt;/span&gt;. So naturally the end result when *ish goes sour is pretty much recipe-for-disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, no matter how many timez I hear this story, I can't stop thinking........ not every gurl out there is going to break your heart. And more importantly - &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I AM CERTAINLY NOT EVERY GURL, SO I AM NOT GOING TO BREAK YOUR HEART. SO JUST....LET IT......GO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. I understand once is enough but &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it's def. not fair to make every new gurl in your life have to suffer and deal with glueing the pieces back together on our own cause of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;some inconsiderate broad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;did before we came along&lt;/span&gt;. If you go through life with this big padlock on, you're robbing others of getting to feel the real you and in return, you're not nearly feeling what you could be to its fullest capacity. And if females bounce back faster cause we're supposedly "stronger" in that sense, why don't you just take a page out of our book luv...so that we could be in this &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt;?.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idk, I know that all of these wordz are easier said than done....But don't you realize it's all the more harder if the 'doing' part of it never even starts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my thoughts....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.I.W.I.E. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-9041354266987650275?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/9041354266987650275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=9041354266987650275&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/9041354266987650275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/9041354266987650275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/02/paying-4-her-mistakes.html' title='Paying 4 HER Mistakes'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SaSPtjz3j9I/AAAAAAAAAPI/kKNv_7aw-A4/s72-c/iceheart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-793050878510032661</id><published>2009-02-20T15:57:00.025-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T21:45:05.934-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AT YOUR OWN RISK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.I.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabulosity'/><title type='text'>Tha Beautiful Ppl</title><content type='html'>So, I wanted to compile a post of photos I've ran across over the dayz that caught me eye. Male &amp;amp; Female. The onez where I actually look just a sec longer and be like ~ wow, that's actually hot. Or something along those linez that makes me wanna take pics that ppl stare at too. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, DON'T start going off on the side about talent, careers, none of that. This post is about the asthetics. Everything else can come some other time. And p.s. Is it even really necessary for me to add the *no homo* disclaimer? I just recognize what's (in my opinion) appeasing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here we go.... if it bombz - hey it's only round 1.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8apEMRXuI/AAAAAAAAAMw/i8wvaMvsSs8/s1600-h/meganfox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304988178867904226" style="WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8apEMRXuI/AAAAAAAAAMw/i8wvaMvsSs8/s400/meganfox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First up is Miss Megan Fox @ the Golden Globes. For those who are unfamiliar, she was the leading lady in Transformers. Peeped this over on Kim K's blog. Thought the whole look was fierce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8gugs22PI/AAAAAAAAAOg/OF2mlKn2Zaw/s1600-h/ll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304994869489883378" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8gugs22PI/AAAAAAAAAOg/OF2mlKn2Zaw/s400/ll.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is none other than Miss Lauren London. or unfortunately known as "New-New". Loved her ever since ATL. Still on the rise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8b1c7hyTI/AAAAAAAAANI/MlBRw3AoH5s/s1600-h/mya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304989491178621234" style="WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8b1c7hyTI/AAAAAAAAANI/MlBRw3AoH5s/s400/mya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miss Mya. Shoutoutz to the fellow dancer. Pic which I believe is from Vibe Vixen mag (not video vixens) is actually up on my wall. I thought this pose looked very elegant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8cNX-tnWI/AAAAAAAAANQ/cNTxr0KBDgw/s1600-h/backshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304989902166662498" style="WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8cNX-tnWI/AAAAAAAAANQ/cNTxr0KBDgw/s400/backshot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8dIGLaYnI/AAAAAAAAANg/t6keZfRXGBM/s1600-h/chalkboard.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304990911000371826" style="WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8dIGLaYnI/AAAAAAAAANg/t6keZfRXGBM/s400/chalkboard.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course none other than tha hubby, tha KING - T.I. I used this is one of my very first posts. The black &amp;amp; white/beach look got me. The other's just a bonus. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8chB7eIbI/AAAAAAAAANY/hS8tGPE9mHE/s1600-h/candacecabrera.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304990239844868530" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8chB7eIbI/AAAAAAAAANY/hS8tGPE9mHE/s400/candacecabrera.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, another garnered career from the F.O.L. series but I admit, the gurl is very pretty. Don't know about the whole lack-of-clothing choice (lol) but I loved her skin tone, the jewelry and her eye color in this shot. Miss Candace Cabrera aka "Black".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8deHLYmSI/AAAAAAAAANo/jM1-wEEcHIg/s1600-h/doll1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304991289225812258" style="WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8deHLYmSI/AAAAAAAAANo/jM1-wEEcHIg/s400/doll1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8doppJxUI/AAAAAAAAANw/B1xDVr1Ay8o/s1600-h/doll2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304991470276166978" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8doppJxUI/AAAAAAAAANw/B1xDVr1Ay8o/s400/doll2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stank face and all, the XXL Eye Candy of the Year had a nice mag cover. Her title shoot tho was way more classy, IMO, which is what I really liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8eKGk1frI/AAAAAAAAAN4/mKR8B3R4Jco/s1600-h/lebron1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304992044978372274" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8eKGk1frI/AAAAAAAAAN4/mKR8B3R4Jco/s400/lebron1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8eUicdXSI/AAAAAAAAAOA/usEQyoHRHBs/s1600-h/lebron2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304992224258120994" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8eUicdXSI/AAAAAAAAAOA/usEQyoHRHBs/s400/lebron2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peeped these yesterday of Mr. Lebron James. Again, something about black &amp;amp; white adds something to pics. I don't believe I ever saw him in any shoots like this previously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8exKX0b9I/AAAAAAAAAOI/g3rq0-rzIQA/s1600-h/goodgirlgonebad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304992716012416978" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 391px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8exKX0b9I/AAAAAAAAAOI/g3rq0-rzIQA/s400/goodgirlgonebad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite all the DRAMA surrounding the singer, I wanted to add this one. I remember thinking the layout of this album cover was very cute. The line/curve of her frame surrounded by the highlight and then shadow was a cool effect. P.S. Today is her 21st birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8fZ6sisOI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/QRt1IMmfJgs/s1600-h/trey-songs-cover-black-beat-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304993416179003618" style="WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8fZ6sisOI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/QRt1IMmfJgs/s400/trey-songs-cover-black-beat-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one's an oldie but a goody for me. People often complain that Trey be lookin mad regular but I think that's what worked in this pic. It's something real comfortable about it. The happy trail is a cute touch lol. But the demeanor is what appealed to me most. Cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8hSKzETGI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Jtxo6tp3mKg/s1600-h/nicole+ari+parker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304995482085641314" style="WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8hSKzETGI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Jtxo6tp3mKg/s400/nicole+ari+parker.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss Nicole Ari Parker. Best known for her role on Soul Food The Series and as Reese in Brown Sugar, also Boris Kodjoe's lovely wife. I always thought she was beautiful and this pic is very warm and sultry in a way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8h3asg2eI/AAAAAAAAAO4/QtZCSb2TK5A/s1600-h/tyson.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304996122008279522" style="WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8h3asg2eI/AAAAAAAAAO4/QtZCSb2TK5A/s400/tyson.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last but certainly not least (no pun intended) - Tyson. While I was saving pics I wanted to post, THIS pops up on the second page in Google. You already. Lol. Um........I actually don't think I have any wordz. I'll just let this one rock for yall. Lol Besidez, what's more &lt;em&gt;beautiful&lt;/em&gt; than being comfortable in how God initially intended us to be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope ya liked! Muah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;N.D.I.B. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-793050878510032661?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/793050878510032661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=793050878510032661&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/793050878510032661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/793050878510032661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/02/tha-beautiful-ppl.html' title='Tha Beautiful Ppl'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZ8apEMRXuI/AAAAAAAAAMw/i8wvaMvsSs8/s72-c/meganfox.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-8310301899450134734</id><published>2009-02-19T09:31:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T20:36:26.489-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><title type='text'>It's Jus Me &amp; U</title><content type='html'>'Morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's early....DUMB early actually. But I'm bout to dip off to my 9:50. Just wanted to post this cuz I STILL woke up dancing from last nite (had 2 separate rehearsals over the course of 3 1/2 hours ~ both hip hop dances). Last nite reminded me of this video. Haha - the DANCING aspect - clearly not the singing. Jus thought it was cute. Enjoy your day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k6EJZtQjiYA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k6EJZtQjiYA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.I.W.I.E. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-8310301899450134734?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/8310301899450134734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=8310301899450134734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/8310301899450134734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/8310301899450134734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/02/morning.html' title='It&apos;s Jus Me &amp; U'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-4587800178977401487</id><published>2009-02-18T15:48:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T21:00:22.307-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gatness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabulosity'/><title type='text'>10 Cosas</title><content type='html'>So, so far I REFUSED to give in to the 25 Randomz Bandwagon (emphasis on SO FAR lol). But the other day my roomie found this note on Facebook from a gurl we went to high school with and I thought the concept was cute + it's a way for you all to know me just a tad bit better. Hope ya like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;10 Thingz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:bell mt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;TEN things you wish you could say to TEN different people right now:&lt;br /&gt;1."1st thing ~ decaf".&lt;br /&gt;2. "I'm sick of you. You know what? Lose the f***** number."&lt;br /&gt;3. "So, you can text me on your own account and play-fight me in public but you fade all my messages?".&lt;br /&gt;4. "I'm really starting to like you luv...a lot. Hope you feel the same".&lt;br /&gt;5. "You're not down". lol&lt;br /&gt;6. "I still think you're a cutie but I SO don't feel like I'm on your radar anymore".&lt;br /&gt;7. "Fix your face".&lt;br /&gt;8. "I was really looking foward to being your "first lady". More than anybody else."&lt;br /&gt;9. "I miss you and I love you".&lt;br /&gt;10. "I miss what we used to be".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;NINE things about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;1. I hate when people cut me off (driving or walking) and then proceed to go slower than me&lt;br /&gt;2. I feel like no male at my school wants a relationship&lt;br /&gt;3. I've never had the chicken box&lt;br /&gt;4. The only (real) thing I'm allergic to is fake jewelry (I had expensive taste from birth haha)&lt;br /&gt;5. I only wear Vicky Secret underwear&lt;br /&gt;6. I aspire to be a Speech Pathologist since I was always correcting my family members' speech&lt;br /&gt;7. My only fear is being forgotten/abandoned&lt;br /&gt;8. I LOVE FOOD and I virtually eat almost everything&lt;br /&gt;9. Me &amp;amp; my dad have the same birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;EIGHT ways to win your heart:&lt;br /&gt;1. Adore me....and show me&lt;br /&gt;2. Be a sweetheart....in every sense of the word. But still hold ur own - I shouldn't have more balls than you.&lt;br /&gt;3. Find out what I like - without me telling you&lt;br /&gt;4. NEVER fall off&lt;br /&gt;5. Make me laugh when I'm bawling my eyes out&lt;br /&gt;6. Be patient&lt;br /&gt;7. Be yourself - by that I mean, be like no other&lt;br /&gt;8. Love life and have aspirations. Stick wit me - you goin' places kid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;SEVEN things that cross your mind a lot:&lt;br /&gt;1. D.V. (Yes, still)&lt;br /&gt;2. Q-Tip&lt;br /&gt;3. Who I'll end up marrying&lt;br /&gt;4. What it'd be like if my dad was still alive&lt;br /&gt;5. Will I ever make it to grad school&lt;br /&gt;6. Can I really have all 5 kids??&lt;br /&gt;7. If I'm destined for something greater than what I'm currently chasing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX things you do before you go to bed:&lt;br /&gt;1. Text the boo&lt;br /&gt;2. Wash off the mascara &amp;amp; foundation&lt;br /&gt;3. Check the email, Facebook, and the blogz&lt;br /&gt;4. Stuff my face&lt;br /&gt;5. Think about the next thing to spend money I don't have on&lt;br /&gt;6. Think about letting Q-Tip **** the **** outta me. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;FIVE people who mean a lot.&lt;br /&gt;1. My mommy&lt;br /&gt;2. My daddy&lt;br /&gt;3. Cuzzo's (blood and non-blood)&lt;br /&gt;4. Bestie, Brothers &amp;amp; Sisters (tha brown &amp;amp; gold pham)&lt;br /&gt;5. ALL OF MY FAM! They'll always be there when nobody else will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;FOUR things you’re wearing right now.&lt;br /&gt;1. Light blue skinny jeans&lt;br /&gt;2. My ♥ on my sleeve&lt;br /&gt;3. Sky blue long-sleeve top from O.N.&lt;br /&gt;4. Yellow V.S. boy shorts w/ navy blue PINK shields&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;THREE songs that fit your life perfectly (at the moment).&lt;br /&gt;1. "Feelin' You" - Solange Knowles&lt;br /&gt;2. "Broken-Hearted Girl " - Beyonce&lt;br /&gt;3. "How It Was Supposed To Be" - Ryan Leslie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;TWO things you want to do before you die:&lt;br /&gt;1. Raise a family - teach them every lesson I've ever learned and give them the tools to be better than me&lt;br /&gt;2. Visit the motherland - Panamá, that is&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ONE confession:&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm a big ball of insecurities. But I try my hardest to never let it peek through. And I spend everyday to be better, wiser, more fabulous and more unforgettable than the day before. Best of all - you know you love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-4587800178977401487?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/4587800178977401487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=4587800178977401487&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/4587800178977401487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/4587800178977401487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/02/10-cosas.html' title='10 Cosas'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-7867603337645571001</id><published>2009-02-16T22:42:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T00:08:02.352-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fabulosity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='males'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Can U Say 'Best Feb.14th Ever!' ??</title><content type='html'>Yeah. I gotta admit it. This Valentine's Day was literally the best one I ever had. From start to finish (well, almost lol) it was sooooo cute! So, let's recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spent the whole late morning/afternoon cleaning up the apt...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally got Q-Tip around 5. (of course) Then, we went in on the main course/ making dessert. He ended up dipping most of the strawberries since he tried to come at my skills. Couldn't snap a "finished product" pic so here's one of the few that were left (after us &amp;amp; the roomies got to em:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZo5rKD6DwI/AAAAAAAAAMI/e-hyDPU3-I0/s1600-h/100_0980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303614924780080898" style="WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZo5rKD6DwI/AAAAAAAAAMI/e-hyDPU3-I0/s320/100_0980.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cutiez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's see what else....oh yeah in the middle of dinner (sorry couldn't snap any pics of the meal) I asked him what he got me for V-Day lol. And he responded 'huh? I thought we weren't getting each other anything'. So I say 'yeah but everybody knows that no really means yes to a gurl on V-Day'. So he shrugs and walks off to the room....a sec later he comes out &amp;amp; gives me these:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZo-EDf8dsI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/X3z5wAvCv7M/s1600-h/100_0975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303619750561871554" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZo-EDf8dsI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/X3z5wAvCv7M/s200/100_0975.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZo-SmR61BI/AAAAAAAAAMY/2DYY6LqyK_Y/s1600-h/100_0976.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303620000416453650" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZo-SmR61BI/AAAAAAAAAMY/2DYY6LqyK_Y/s200/100_0976.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know they're the typical gifts but you gotta understand my Valentine's Days freshman and sophomore years were not the greatest. And we only been talking for about a month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway, dinner was BANGIN'. I hooked up the Teriyaki Chicken (sauce from scratch, by the way) while he hit up the spanish rice &amp;amp; string beans. We threw down =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We topped off the night with these: [my HIGHLY anticipated]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZpBBlWkdTI/AAAAAAAAAMg/3u3aMs8AtuE/s1600-h/100_0982.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303623006644630834" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZpBBlWkdTI/AAAAAAAAAMg/3u3aMs8AtuE/s320/100_0982.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GODIVA CHOCOLATE MARTINI'S! Handmade by yours truly (Q-Tip helped mix). Looked pretty good if I do say so myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bestie unfortunately couldn't make to partake with us :-( But I must say the martini was GOOD! Tastes just like chocolate milk with a little kick in it. If you're a chocolate-lova, I highly recommend them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1/2 shots of Godiva liqueur&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1 1/2 shots of Creme de Cacao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1/2 shot vodka&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 1/2 shots of Half &amp;amp; Half&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The rest of the night was jus spent watching a Cheaters marathon which was on all nite (LMAO), a good massage, and some 'just us' time. I do confess that Q-Tip really made me feel...dare I say it....special? Loved it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, yeah. For my look I went with a pale shimmery eye. I blended a very shimmery silver all over my lid(Bare Minerals in Celestine) with a dark gray I had in the crease &amp;amp; outer corner. Finished with the Givenchy mascara, just on the top lashes (loving it, by the way)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came out like so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZpCrze2hVI/AAAAAAAAAMo/gXIaeKQDNIY/s1600-h/100_0962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303624831503598930" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZpCrze2hVI/AAAAAAAAAMo/gXIaeKQDNIY/s200/100_0962.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually looks a lil like eye gloss. Lol Prob the flash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that's how I spent my 14th. Hope yours was all you wanted it to be!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O.I.Y.D. &amp;hearts;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-7867603337645571001?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/7867603337645571001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=7867603337645571001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/7867603337645571001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/7867603337645571001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/02/can-u-say-best-feb14th-ever.html' title='Can U Say &apos;Best Feb.14th Ever!&apos; ??'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZo5rKD6DwI/AAAAAAAAAMI/e-hyDPU3-I0/s72-c/100_0980.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-8615763635173392213</id><published>2009-02-14T00:07:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T12:26:30.925-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>V~Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZZVfD-aeQI/AAAAAAAAAL4/nrbUL25JFuY/s1600-h/cloud-heart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302519603406731522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZZVfD-aeQI/AAAAAAAAAL4/nrbUL25JFuY/s400/cloud-heart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know how some of y'all feel...that it's just a "hallmark holiday" and that "you don't need a holiday to show the ones you love how you feel" which is true, but I believe a special day out of the year is still a fun way to celebrate your luv's. For whatever reason, I love love and I simply love life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to find some history on Saint Valentine and this day (just to drop some knowledge) but everywhere I looked, stories were mixed. But from some of what I found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A) Back in the day, a Roman emperor found that single men made better soldiers than ones with wives and a family so he wanted marriages ceased. Saint Valentine still tried to marry couples on the low and when emperor found out ~ off with his head.&lt;br /&gt;B) Another one says that the saint sent the first valentine himself, to a girl he fell in love with while imprisoned. Before he died, he wrote a letter and signed it "From Your Valentine", which is how a lot of people sign Valentine's Day cards today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, y'all know I wasn't there and I'm pretty sure y'all weren't either. So really, none of these myths could actually be true. Or parts could be true. But hey - who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself have 3 Valentines this year (lucky me). Sike nah, only 1 of them is verdadero. One's an extremely good friend of mine (Jefe) and the other is just a young boi (who also asked my sister to be his valentine as well, btw. Lol - joke).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For tha nite, I'm trying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Godiva Chocolate Martini's&lt;br /&gt;Main course of Teriyaki Chicken (sides &amp;amp; veggies) {which Q-Tip is helping with :-)}&lt;br /&gt;Finished by the infamous Chocolate Covered Strawberries (milk chocolate w/ &amp;amp; w/o a white chocolate drizzle).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit a while ago I was opposed to chocolate martini's like others (*ahem* Q-Tip) but they've grown on me and well..... just think of it as like....a dessert. Lol. Now, why it's first on the list - don't really have a good reason. I just wanna go hyph with the chocolate cuz it's Valentine's Day. LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, rest assured PICS WILL FOLLOW - I PROMISE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I also need a look. Hmmm.... not even sure what I'm wearing (nothing too crazy). I wanted to post it tonight but I guess I'll just have to see what I piece together when I wake up tomorrow. So, I guess I'll share post-festivities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;If you can't tell - I actually think I'm excited this year. (My mind is a little all over the place). I got a sweetie coming thru, yummy &amp;amp; chocolate-filled menu on deck, ANOTHER yummy menu on deck after that ;-) haha and just a fun time planned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to all of my readers out there - if you don't necessarily care for V-Day: hey, to each his own.&lt;br /&gt;To all those who do: whomever you love or are in love with, just love them. Point blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;But don't change a hair for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Not if you care for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Stay, little Valentine, STAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;{Come on and stay}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Each day is Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;~ My Funny Valentine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y.K.Y.L.M. &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-8615763635173392213?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/8615763635173392213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=8615763635173392213&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/8615763635173392213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/8615763635173392213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/02/vday.html' title='V~Day!'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZZVfD-aeQI/AAAAAAAAAL4/nrbUL25JFuY/s72-c/cloud-heart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-7211907873609838613</id><published>2009-02-12T11:01:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T11:33:24.322-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>"I Can't Get Over U ~ I Think About U All The Time"</title><content type='html'>2 more days!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But til then.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This came on my iPod shuffle while I was on my way back from my 1st class. (Which was cancelled by the way because a student passed out in the first 5 min. *In my prayers*). So, just decided to share. Remember this? Muahz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THROWBACK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rgA7f2EIi7g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rgA7f2EIi7g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.D.I.B. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-7211907873609838613?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/7211907873609838613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=7211907873609838613&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/7211907873609838613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/7211907873609838613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-cant-get-over-u-i-think-about-u-all.html' title='&quot;I Can&apos;t Get Over U ~ I Think About U All The Time&quot;'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-4227376100352757048</id><published>2009-02-09T14:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T14:58:07.361-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='males'/><title type='text'>Can U Blame Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZCDMIH6B8I/AAAAAAAAALY/Nd2mjstPN4Q/s1600-h/glamorous.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300881005777389506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 359px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZCDMIH6B8I/AAAAAAAAALY/Nd2mjstPN4Q/s400/glamorous.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yah, I'm going hyph with the posts cause my 2nd class was cancelled today. Muah! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But um, question of the day: is it bad that I got a new one? Well, not officially but he could be a prospect. It's still too soon to tell. But since it's only right, we shall name him Rico. Lmao as in Rico Suave. We always half-flirt when we see each other, cuz we run into each other all the time in my building. But purely innocent. We just happened to exchange numbers this weekend (bout time) and he ever-so-discreetly asked me out on a date. (My pay-back for not getting him a cinnabon when I went to the mall lol.) I admit he's a little cutie. And the 'Good Morning beautiful' text in my 1st class was refreshing as well. But lemme not jinx it. Tryna play my cardz right. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Random: The orange juice from Au Bon Pain is MAD GOOD! Lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Did you know the little paper sleeves the hash browns from McDonald's says 'Wakey Wakey' on them? Lol. Wat?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Y.K.Y.L.M. ♥&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-4227376100352757048?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/4227376100352757048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=4227376100352757048&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/4227376100352757048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/4227376100352757048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/02/can-u-blame-me.html' title='Can U Blame Me?'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZCDMIH6B8I/AAAAAAAAALY/Nd2mjstPN4Q/s72-c/glamorous.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-8105426820366307758</id><published>2009-02-09T13:27:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T14:22:05.136-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><title type='text'>BEAUTY BOOK V</title><content type='html'>I think the Roman Numerals might come to an end eventually. I can only go up but so far. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My newest installment in the book! Today I'm gonna share my latest purchases. Yesterday I hit up the Sephora;dropped a cool $80+. *Sigh* The costs of being me. J/K&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So first up, the INFAMOUS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZB4L-2svUI/AAAAAAAAAKg/YgXkLEu4qDA/s1600-h/givenchy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300868908661390658" style="WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZB4L-2svUI/AAAAAAAAAKg/YgXkLEu4qDA/s320/givenchy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This would be the new Givenchy Phenomenon'EYES Mascara. There's been mad hype regarding this, mostly because of its unique brush, its spherical as opposed to the traditional horizontal ones. I just tried it this morning and.......me likey. The main thing I look for in a mascara is a lengthening and curling effect, you know to make my eyes look 'flirty'?, if thats a good word. This one did its job. The brand claims that the special brush grips even the tiniest, thinnest, lightest eyelashes and still gives them a magnified effect. A little pricey, but worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZB6ghkwluI/AAAAAAAAAKo/O32SbJISdBY/s1600-h/smurf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300871460602025698" style="WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZB6ghkwluI/AAAAAAAAAKo/O32SbJISdBY/s320/smurf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a new, limited edition of Too Faced's Emotionall Activated Lip Gloss. You may have noticed I own the original formula (in one of my other beauty books). What it does is, according to your body temp, the sheer(blue) shimmery gloss changes to your own perfect shade of pink. [Of course it don't really start out blue on people of the darker persuasion.] This is similar to Smashbox's famous O-Gloss, that goes from clear to a pink shade that personally compliments your own skintone. For some reason, I like this version better than the plain one. The cute, little smurfette is a nice, girly touch as well. [&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tho.....they say why date a smurf when you can have a man? LOL Semi-Insider]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3rd.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZB-LF32X-I/AAAAAAAAAKw/T9RH6Qkp9ZY/s1600-h/glimpse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300875490435162082" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZB-LF32X-I/AAAAAAAAAKw/T9RH6Qkp9ZY/s200/glimpse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZB-WIcHTkI/AAAAAAAAAK4/8TTbwPsVe3Y/s1600-h/glimpse2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300875680102698562" style="WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 50px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZB-WIcHTkI/AAAAAAAAAK4/8TTbwPsVe3Y/s200/glimpse2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I picked up a Bare Escentuals/Bare Minerals Glimpse Eyeshadow in Gal Pal (the shade on the right). I picked this up because walking around the store, glancing in all those mirrors, my face seemed a little washed out. So why not add a little color. I've been very hesitant with the blushes (ever since an ex said I looked like I got punched in the face). I usually only use cheek stains when the heavier looks call for it. So I liked this shadow cause (contrary to the pic) it has medium-light pink shade that I think compliments my golden skin tone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly: (for the purchases)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZB_s38y5tI/AAAAAAAAALA/6vGP6R0HH8A/s1600-h/smashbox.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300877170324989650" style="WIDTH: 164px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZB_s38y5tI/AAAAAAAAALA/6vGP6R0HH8A/s200/smashbox.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we have Smashbpx's Photo Finish foundation primer. What got me first was the name (thought it was cute). I haven't tried this yet honestly, but I will asap. Mainly because personally I have oily skin, and what this primer does (similar to eyeshadow primer) it helps your foundation stay in place all day, instead of rubbing off on clothes,etc. Interestingly, I believed Kim K. (gasp! yes, I read her blog from time to time) posted an article about this and she said that a lot of makeup artists actually don't like primers cause your 'natural oils' should be incorporated with your makeup.........*blank stare*. Well, she said "oh well" to that and I think I am as well. Will let you know how it turns out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Final one:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZCBYKThIjI/AAAAAAAAALI/ki4VAnqQQX8/s1600-h/rih.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300879013498135090" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZCBYKThIjI/AAAAAAAAALI/ki4VAnqQQX8/s200/rih.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZCBYCFNWYI/AAAAAAAAALQ/RGJPZ1gSlUM/s1600-h/eyeligts.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300879011290634626" style="WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZCBYCFNWYI/AAAAAAAAALQ/RGJPZ1gSlUM/s200/eyeligts.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may recall the commercial with Miss Rihanna for this mascara, the Cover Girl Exact Eyelights, which is said to enhance the color of blue, green, brown &amp;amp; hazel eyes.... How can I put this succinctly..........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I DO NOT RECOMMEND THIS FOR ANYONE!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This did absolutely nothing for my eye shade and doesn't impress me as far as mascaras go either. Don't waste your money. I'll leave it at that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-8105426820366307758?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/8105426820366307758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=8105426820366307758&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/8105426820366307758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/8105426820366307758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/02/beauty-book-v.html' title='BEAUTY BOOK V'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SZB4L-2svUI/AAAAAAAAAKg/YgXkLEu4qDA/s72-c/givenchy.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-6834600502126080671</id><published>2009-02-08T19:21:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T00:25:06.026-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='males'/><title type='text'>If U Used To Him, U Betta Get Used To Her</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SY99rXCxOhI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/JDwe2oJTl8c/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300593470311840274" style="WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SY99rXCxOhI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/JDwe2oJTl8c/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;*HER being me, of course* lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here is a prime example of how previous relationships can sabotage your currents and your futures. Take notes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As posted before, Q-Tip was supposed to pay me a visit this past Friday night so we could....um.....yeah. Lol. So the night was going fine, I asked wat time he'd be over here and he replied around 12-ish. I asked for a little more time (to get pretty and all that) and he said 'sure, jus lemme know'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, hit him up @ 12:45 I believe, sayin coast was clear. He responded, cool -i'll let you know when I get there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time goes by....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1:45 rolls around. I impatiently text him 'Today, luv'. To which he responds, "he's working on it".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time goes by....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2:45 rolls around. By this time, I've called him ~ to which I receive no answer. Another semi-angry text follows, saying 'If you not coming, just say so". (A bit childish, I know).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little more time goes by.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3:00 am hits. Now I'm mad. I call him once more (to give him the very last bit of benefit-of-the-doubt I have left in me). Then I proceed to forward my signature, purely angry text reading:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Well, I hope you're having fun wherever you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanx 4 makin me wait 4 nothin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goodnite".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y'all know - I'm furious. Not even cause I coulda been doing other things. Not even cause he had me waiting for 3+ hours, only to disappear. But because, deep deep deep inside........................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is the &lt;em&gt;same&lt;/em&gt; thing D.V. used to do. ALL the time. And subconciously, it was killing me. I guess my instincts and my brain were trying to protect me from letting the same mistakes hurt me again. But truth is, I didn't even realize it at the time. Could barely fall asleep first. Couldn't bring myself to cry but couldn't bring myself to scream either. (Maybe it wasn't that serious). Didn't help that I woke up the next morning expecting a flooded inbox full of explanations. - NONE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I hit up my gurlies, explaining the situation. Ja &amp;amp; April really tried to make me see he HAD to have a bangin' excuse. Otherwise - why? Little did I know, it was the previous young man's actions that were SEVERELY preventing me from believing this at all. All types of *ish were running through my mind all afternoon. How badly I wanted to tell him to lose my number, wanting to cuss him out, wanting to call...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I managed to hold off. Thank GOD I did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause turns out, he DID have a good excuse. Little strange, but extremely valid &amp;amp; understandable. Not only that, but he even apologized to me and explained how unacceptable it was. :-O (He didn't even need to). My heart melted.. and I felt so bad afterwards. Lol. Cause I was SO ready to go in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MORAL OF THE STORY: No matter how f'ed up, childish, stupid, or gat a previous relationship was, DON'T BY ANY MEANS let that pre-determine or alter how you think a new man will treat you. Give it a chance FIRST. Please. Cause you might just turn away from someone worth keeping around for awhile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sidebar: Is it bad I still actually miss D.V. sometimes? One of my sisters thinks I should tell him, cause he just might miss me too. Good idea? Bad idea? Well, like they say, if it's meant to be........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. My title comes from "Get Used To Her" by Usher. Beautiful song. Or at least I think so. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I.W.A.L.Y. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-6834600502126080671?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/6834600502126080671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=6834600502126080671&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/6834600502126080671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/6834600502126080671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-u-used-to-him-u-betta-get-used-to.html' title='If U Used To Him, U Betta Get Used To Her'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SY99rXCxOhI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/JDwe2oJTl8c/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-2707838623451670664</id><published>2009-02-06T13:36:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T14:30:33.099-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='males'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Wateva, Wateva, I Do Wat I Want</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SYyPE4tXseI/AAAAAAAAAKI/LuErZ8tcVFk/s1600-h/pink2.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299768175613161954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SYyPE4tXseI/AAAAAAAAAKI/LuErZ8tcVFk/s400/pink2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Feliz viernes, luvs! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My class was cancelled today! I was so happy... then I realized I still had to do the hw assignment. So I proceeded to work on it and was fine... then I realized it was long as *ish and I wasn't gonna finish on time, nor did I really know what I was doing at the end. :-0 (f***!) Lol. So, since it doesn't matter if you get the answers right or wrong (it's just for credit) and since he doesn't specify whether lates are accepted or not, I just did what I could, hit the 'submit' button and threw the deuces. Let's just say, Office Hours on deck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, in a bit I'm bout to dip off to the grocery store cuz I feel like I have ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO EAT IN THIS APT.! Wat I'm thinking so far is, Taco Salad, Arroz con Pollo, Pasta w/ Pesto Sauce, and of course my infamous Rice, Chicken &amp;amp; Cheese dish. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. The strawberries trial was good. But I DESPISE white chocolate (I only tried it cuz it's used in mad types of C.C.S.) It doesn't even have real chocolate in it. (Google it ~ I kno what I'm talking about.) So I think for the 14th it's gonna be strictly milk chocolate covered ones and milk chocolate with a thin white chocolate drizzle. Delish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;** On second thought, I don't think I'm ever gonna say the word 'delish' again. I sound like a gay male. No offense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Q-Tip should be coming thru tonite. LORD knows what's gonna happen. The young man is quite.... "passionate" about what he wants. Lmao. I say that to say.....when we were talking about his next visit and I asked him what he wanted to do, his response was simply:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"pardon my french.......f*** the s*** outta you"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;???????????????????????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uh, okay. Lol. At least I know he's not frontin. After that, I was a lil concerned that that may be his primary focus. But after we spoke last night while I was @ work, I don't think that's the case. So it's straight. Oh yeah, I don't think I mentioned - he asked me to be his valentine too. ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sidebar: Who should hit me up the other nite on some late nite *ish but.......D.V.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think he was tryna spark up some type of convo but....uh...huh??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And OF COURSE when I text him back during normal hours = no response.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh well, doesn't really phase me now. And if he really wants to reach me, clearly he still got the numba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;B.I.W.I. &amp;amp;hearts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-2707838623451670664?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/2707838623451670664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=2707838623451670664&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/2707838623451670664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/2707838623451670664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/02/wateva-wateva-i-do-wat-i-want.html' title='Wateva, Wateva, I Do Wat I Want'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SYyPE4tXseI/AAAAAAAAAKI/LuErZ8tcVFk/s72-c/pink2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-7357574007250210416</id><published>2009-02-01T12:36:00.012-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T19:37:16.771-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='males'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>It'z Tha Pretty Brown, Round Drivin' Me Wild</title><content type='html'>February's here!!!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know what that means.....14 dayz of Valentine's Day! Lmao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, or not. Have yet to establish my valentine yet. But hoping it will be the current luv (Q-Tip). We'll see though. Also, PLEASE BELIEVE I WILL be concocting these lovely's:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SYXk9rBocRI/AAAAAAAAAJg/fVPzNCSiXNA/s1600-h/ccs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297892284843979026" style="WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SYXk9rBocRI/AAAAAAAAAJg/fVPzNCSiXNA/s320/ccs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SYXlK4nQhwI/AAAAAAAAAJo/4cfrlZCZYOg/s1600-h/ccs2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297892511829755650" style="WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SYXlK4nQhwI/AAAAAAAAAJo/4cfrlZCZYOg/s320/ccs2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SYXlZamSk1I/AAAAAAAAAJw/1W_0gHzq2xQ/s1600-h/ccs3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297892761470669650" style="WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SYXlZamSk1I/AAAAAAAAAJw/1W_0gHzq2xQ/s320/ccs3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matter fact, just looking at them, I think I just might have to have a trial run tonight. (Doesn't help that I'm starving lol). I dont think I've made these in a minute either so.....it should be fun. Pics to follow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Speaking of Q-Tip, we just started talking heavy and already we've hit a major speed bump. Primarily, dealing with him being a member of another org. and what that entails (gatness). But we've bounced back (twice now, I believe) so I guess that's a good thing. Still MAD early to tell. Doesn't hurt that he told me he was basically gonna stalk me anyway. Lol. A mess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;80's vs. 90's party was hot! Bestie got the pics. To be posted soon I'm sure. I need to start taking my own again lol. I just did a classic off-the-shoulder shirt which read "Radio Killed The Hip Hop Star", green beater underneath, jean mini, two-toned hot pink tights, black leg warmers and some black patent leather stilettos. Also for the makeup, I used this quad:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SYXyVSGJtzI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/_bEPYbuGp8U/s1600-h/tropicalfusion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297906984120071986" style="WIDTH: 156px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 136px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SYXyVSGJtzI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/_bEPYbuGp8U/s200/tropicalfusion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With the blue on the lower half of my lid, green on the upper &amp;amp; blend. Colorful. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found a new music website ~ so excited! My former one disappeared off the internet a while back :-(. But yeah I'm LOVING IT. Feeling a tad hesitant to link it under 'Frequent Flyer Mileage' just cuz I'm feeling a little selfish at the moment. But hey - you might already got it actually. But maybe you don't &gt;:-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last nite, while I was on my way to pick up Nii-Amon, this Lloyd &amp;amp; Weezy jawn came on on the radio and I loved it from the minute I heard it, which SERIOUSLY says a lot about a song cuz 9x out of 10 a song has to grow on me......and &lt;em&gt;then &lt;/em&gt;I love it. hehe. But yeah, not sure how long it's been in rotation but here's a link:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Things U Do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/52220486032ce495/"&gt;http://www.zshare.net/audio/52220486032ce495/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Muah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A.I.W.I.E. ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-7357574007250210416?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/7357574007250210416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=7357574007250210416&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/7357574007250210416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/7357574007250210416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/02/itz-tha-pretty-brown-brown-drivin-me.html' title='It&apos;z Tha Pretty Brown, Round Drivin&apos; Me Wild'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SYXk9rBocRI/AAAAAAAAAJg/fVPzNCSiXNA/s72-c/ccs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-400111855776995352</id><published>2009-01-27T19:38:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T20:15:21.942-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><title type='text'>BEAUTY BOOK IV</title><content type='html'>So we proceed.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SX-pMj8hTPI/AAAAAAAAAIg/2Ootr4P0gsI/s1600-h/100_0862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296137720083598578" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SX-pMj8hTPI/AAAAAAAAAIg/2Ootr4P0gsI/s400/100_0862.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La cara:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. BonneBell Glimmer Bronze in Gold 'N' Glitz/ Scintillant &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(more of an all-over deep bronzer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Becca Compact Concealer in Pecan &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(unfortunately Becca has been discontinued, too bad cause this matches my skin tone EXACTLY, if you can find it - HIGHLY RECOMMENDED for African-American shades)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cover Girl Natural Hue Minerals Pressed Powder in Light Bronze 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(mineral foundation, great for the skin, a little dark for me but stil do-able, but I don't recommend powder in the drying winter conditions)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;. Sephora Hydrating &amp;amp; Smoothing Liquid Foundation in D40 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(posted this a while back, very smooth and doesn't make my skin oily, which I'm prone to have, SPF 10 for those who care, beautiful soft finish)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Revlon Pinch Me Cheek Stain in Plum Flushed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(don't be scared by the dark shade, comes out very natural on medium-brown skin, very light texture)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Flirt! Sheer Powder Cheek Color in 04 Dapple Apple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(good for a real faint looking blush, light peachy-pink shade)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miscellaneous:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SX-sX1l3ZUI/AAAAAAAAAIo/kGs4qmKsqkM/s1600-h/100_0869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296141212333860162" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SX-sX1l3ZUI/AAAAAAAAAIo/kGs4qmKsqkM/s400/100_0869.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Cover Girl Exact Eyelights in Black Gold &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( see Beauty Book V)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Too Faced Lash Injection Mascara&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (posted before, thick, full brush produces thick, full lashes, loves it!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Shu Uemura Eyelash Curler &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(the infamous, curls up even my bone-straight lashes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Too Faced Shadow Insurance Eyeshadow Primer &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(posted before, cream eye shadow primer that really lets your shadow last ALL day, non- creasing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SX-t1pADUmI/AAAAAAAAAIw/fuOkrroSKlA/s1600-h/100_0888.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296142823861736034" style="WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SX-t1pADUmI/AAAAAAAAAIw/fuOkrroSKlA/s400/100_0888.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. pic of the Lash Injection brush&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. N.Y.C. Liquid Eyeliner in Jet Black &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(perfect, skinny brush for easy control, a lil thin formula but you can always go back over)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SX-u2zPFa3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/O0qnNk_fJwc/s1600-h/moodswing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296143943300639602" style="WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SX-u2zPFa3I/AAAAAAAAAJA/O0qnNk_fJwc/s320/moodswing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My pic was gat, so stole one from the net.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is Too Faced Mood Swing Lip Gloss ~ starting to notice a fav. brand yet? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(similar to Smashbox O-Gloss, starts off clear then starts to change from a range of pale to deep pink according to your "moods". Moreso your body temp. I presume. Cute concept tho ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SX-v2r8KeII/AAAAAAAAAJI/mV3ZaBha11w/s1600-h/100_0885.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296145040853858434" style="WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SX-v2r8KeII/AAAAAAAAAJI/mV3ZaBha11w/s400/100_0885.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So cute. This is a travel-size eye makeup remover from Target. Very clean formula, non-oily and has a fresh Dove-like scent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND WHY NOT:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SX-wq93M5gI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/YfyGywWe9NA/s1600-h/100_0874.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296145939018081794" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SX-wq93M5gI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/YfyGywWe9NA/s400/100_0874.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pic of the Everyday Makeup Bag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you liked! Muah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-400111855776995352?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/400111855776995352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=400111855776995352&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/400111855776995352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/400111855776995352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/01/beauty-book-iv.html' title='BEAUTY BOOK IV'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SX-pMj8hTPI/AAAAAAAAAIg/2Ootr4P0gsI/s72-c/100_0862.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-5563873014069885134</id><published>2009-01-27T19:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T19:36:29.409-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><title type='text'>BEAUTY BOOK III</title><content type='html'>As we continue............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Los labios:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SX-iAhrgK2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/gFFVvCRp9tw/s1600-h/100_0860.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296129816735525730" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SX-iAhrgK2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/gFFVvCRp9tw/s400/100_0860.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Smashbox Lipgloss in Afterglo &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(cute, peach-y color)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Tarte Lipgloss Duo in Tarzan &amp;amp; Jane &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(one end is a toffee brown and the other, a dark, clear gold shimmer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Revlon Get Glossy Lip Palette in Twinkling Pinks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(reminds me of lipstick shades, I strictly use this for dance shows cause of the bold colors)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Burt's Bees Beeswax Lip Balm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(hint of peppermint, very soothing, however no shine)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;C.O. Bigelow Strawberry Sundae Mentha Lip Shine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(light clear pink shimmer, hint of mint, VERY VERY SWEET)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Victoria's Secret Beauty Rush Lipgloss in Red Delicious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(clear red shimmery gloss, smells just like apples)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Victoria's Secret Beauty Rush Lipgloss in Honey Do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(clear coral shimmery gloss, smells just like melon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;BonneBell Lip Smackers Roll-On Lip Shine in Merry Melon &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(THROWBACK! crystal clear thin gloss with watermelon scent (and taste, lmao!))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cover Girl WetSlicks AmazeMint in Freedom of Peach &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(not really a peach shade, more like a flesh-toned pink, with a strong dose of peppermint oil; long-lasting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sephora Lipgloss in Pink-O-Lada (I believe) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(gorgeous summer peach shade with hint of gold shimmer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;11. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Too Faced Lip Injection &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(clear lip plumper, indeed tingly, a lil on the thick side)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sugar Freshen Up Gloss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(minty gloss - reminds me of dinner mints, on the thin side)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;13. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Forever 21 Lipgloss in Light Brown (I believe) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(cheap find that works JUST like all the expensive ones, pretty nude/natural color)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;14. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Flirt! Squeeze Me Lipgloss in Fruitalicious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(beautiful peachy-pink shade, watermelon scent)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;15. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hard Candy Sweet Spot in Bohemian &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(dark gold gloss, w/ sweet, orange blossom scent)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;16. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sephora Fresh Gloss &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(pale clear pink gloss w/ mint, very small tho, ideal for after coffee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;17. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Smith's Minted Rosebud Lip Balm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ROOMIE FAVORITE! Conditioning lip balm w/ peppermint &amp;amp; rose oils. HIGHLY RECOMMENDED!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MORE TO FOLLOW&lt;/em&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-5563873014069885134?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/5563873014069885134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=5563873014069885134&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/5563873014069885134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/5563873014069885134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/01/beauty-book-iii.html' title='BEAUTY BOOK III'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SX-iAhrgK2I/AAAAAAAAAIY/gFFVvCRp9tw/s72-c/100_0860.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-2207702111202354667</id><published>2009-01-27T18:04:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T19:01:33.050-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><title type='text'>BEAUTY BOOK II</title><content type='html'>So, this is my 2nd installment that is the Beauty Book; my little section where I discuss all things beauty cuz this blog wouldn't be complete without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I decided to share my makeup collection with all of you this time around. It needs to grow actually. But hey, I'm getting there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starting with los ojos:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SX-Z7mpYd2I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/jNkcBLZZYGI/s1600-h/100_0858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296120936076441442" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 377px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SX-Z7mpYd2I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/jNkcBLZZYGI/s400/100_0858.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are all my shadows. In numerical order:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Wet 'N' Wild Ultimate Expressions in Sand Castle &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(the browns &amp;amp; golds are BEAUTIFUL w/ my complexion)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Too Faced Shimmer Veils in Angel Hair &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(another pretty gold, but virtually almost pure glitter)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Nicka Absolute! Eyeshadow in ABES22 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(okay from the beauty supply store, I believe I wore this for prom, my dress was a very similar Tiffany's blue shade)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Maybelline ExpertWear Eyeshadow in Electric Blue &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(an even bolder Tiffany's blue)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Bare Minerals Glimmer shadow in Sex Kitten &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(bronze-y)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Bare Minerals Glimmer shadow in Celestine &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(a beautiful dark silver w/a hint of pale pink)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. BonneBell Eyeshadow in Café Classics &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(various browns, good for a smokey eye)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. BonneBell Eyeshadow in Girlie Pinks &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(combo of pinks, a shimmery white &amp;amp; fuschia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. Sephora Eyeshadow in Strass &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(a shimmering green with flecks of gold)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Arissa Eyeshadow in Romance &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(duo w/ lilac &amp;amp; lavender shades)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Sephora Eyeshadown in Mat &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(pure black, extremely bold)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. E.L.F. Brightening Eye Color in Drama &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(another smokey palette w/ black, dark gray, light grey &amp;amp; white)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. L'Oreal H.I.P. Shadow Duo in Spirited &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(a bold ocean blue &amp;amp; navy blue)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. L'Oreal H.I.P. Shadow Duo in Lively &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(a pale gold &amp;amp; dark green)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. L'Oreal H.I.P. Shadow Duo in Rascal &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( a girly pink and denim blue - reminds me of bubblegum)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. Revlon Creme Shadow in Not Just Nudes &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(very neutral looking)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;TBC&lt;/em&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-2207702111202354667?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/2207702111202354667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=2207702111202354667&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/2207702111202354667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/2207702111202354667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/01/beauty-book-ii.html' title='BEAUTY BOOK II'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SX-Z7mpYd2I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/jNkcBLZZYGI/s72-c/100_0858.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-2991463187879495251</id><published>2009-01-26T18:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T18:32:52.812-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><title type='text'>"But Now I'm Hot &amp; Baybee U Gon' Get It"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SX5FTr0MXhI/AAAAAAAAAIA/jrzv6eIsTrg/s1600-h/bothworlds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295746416315751954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SX5FTr0MXhI/AAAAAAAAAIA/jrzv6eIsTrg/s320/bothworlds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So, R.P.D.C. rehearsals started last nite (Rutgers Performing Dance Company, that is) and I'm so excited. My first one was an advanced jazz dance to "Breakin' Dishes" by Rihanna and I believe we're also gonna do "Bad Girl" by Danity Kane. "Advanced" isn't the word. But it's nothing I can't handle..... you know, just your standard axle turns, double pirouettes, triple pirouettes, extensions, fouettes, front leaps, switch leaps..... ;-) Oh yeah, DEF. landed wrong trying to do my side leap (came down on my 4th and pinky toe on my left foot). I walked out the gym with swollen toes and all. Lol. It's so ironic I ended last semester with RPDC with an injury (a SERIOUS pulled hamstring) and I start off this semester with another one. Not to mention I must be out of shape cuz not only are my quads and hamstrings sore but my actual butt muscles ~ not like the surface, MY ACTUAL BUTT MUSCLES are sore. Lmao. Oh well, nothing a little ice on my foot couldn't help. The second one was a hip-hop routine to "Take You There" by Donnie Klang, followed by the hubby's "Swing Ya Rag". Not too sure about that one. I really wanna stay cuz I like the vibe to it so far and of course I don't mind dancing to a T.I. song buuuut the routine's not all that challenging and it's MAD HEADS in that dance ~ like some 50+ girls. Yeah, okay. Tonite I'm trying another advanced contemporary piece to "Dream On". More to follow. I'm baaaack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.D.I.B &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-2991463187879495251?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/2991463187879495251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=2991463187879495251&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/2991463187879495251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/2991463187879495251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/01/but-now-im-hot-baybee-u-gon-get-it.html' title='&quot;But Now I&apos;m Hot &amp; Baybee U Gon&apos; Get It&quot;'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SX5FTr0MXhI/AAAAAAAAAIA/jrzv6eIsTrg/s72-c/bothworlds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-5232417425081157907</id><published>2009-01-25T13:07:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T13:31:38.813-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>S.O.A.C.K. (Swagger Of A College Kid)</title><content type='html'>Lmao, don't look @ me like that, my brothers made it up ^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the midst of all my "woe is me" moments, I completely forgot about everything that preceeded that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first I gotta plug in my sidebar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I MUST be the hotness cuz plz tell me why I woke up to 14 friend requests on Facebook today. Lol, sorry I had to put it. But sike nah, &lt;a href="http://hernameisaprilrose.blogspot.com/2009/01/youre-nobody-until-youre-talked-about.html"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; prob. had something to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, my classes are straight. Let's see...mañana I have Phonology &amp;amp; Afromusicology I believe. It's a little off for me to see an African Linguistics professor but hey ~ get in where you fit in. Lol. And Afromusicology - sure to hold my interest I'm sure....with her feminist, deep-south, blunt persona and all. Also doesn't hurt that my day is done @ 3 o'clock. Hol' up.... did I go back to elementary school with this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, then the following day I'll have Syntax &amp;amp; Spanish Lit., which I mentioned before in another post. Syntax is actually not bad at all. 40% of your grade is these homework sets and it doesn't even matter if you get them wrong or right. (Are you serious?) Spanish Lit ~ not so much. But what did I expect, it's a Lit. class after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, of course my "woe is me" moments never even truly last that long cuz someone else steps into view, but that'll be another post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might just go hyph with the posts today :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craving Taco Bell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be continued&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;em&gt;mucho&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.W.A.L.Y. ♥ (I Will Always Love You)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-5232417425081157907?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/5232417425081157907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=5232417425081157907&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/5232417425081157907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/5232417425081157907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/01/soack-swagger-of-college-kid.html' title='S.O.A.C.K. (Swagger Of A College Kid)'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-7196621150619400838</id><published>2009-01-24T11:20:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T11:38:35.667-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='males'/><title type='text'>"We Were Once A Fairy Tale, But This Is Farewell"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SXtDmOKb9hI/AAAAAAAAAH4/yGA5WeU_0Xo/s1600-h/heartbreak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294900110820111890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SXtDmOKb9hI/AAAAAAAAAH4/yGA5WeU_0Xo/s320/heartbreak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me &amp;amp; D.V. are done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Officially.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It ended last night around 10 o'clock pm. All of my gurls said it needed to happen, cuz honestly y'all, we were NOTHING. And we were nothing like we used to be. What's worse was it really got to the point where I was doing all the work; always had to hit him up first, always making plans, always down for us when he did very little. It's extremely tiring after awhile. And I've given him this speech countless times before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I guess what hurts the most is that all he really said in return was "I understand" and nothing much further. You know, in the back of your mind you always think if he really wanted me and us to work he wouldn't just let me walk away. But he did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I guess he doesn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somewhere along the road he changed, because we changed. It just hurts so much cause it seems like he could care less. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, everything happens for a reason rite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah, rite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I'll just never see it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;N.C.K.U.T. ♥ (Nothing Can Keep Us Together)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-7196621150619400838?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/7196621150619400838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=7196621150619400838&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/7196621150619400838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/7196621150619400838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-were-once-fairy-tale-but-this-is.html' title='&quot;We Were Once A Fairy Tale, But This Is Farewell&quot;'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SXtDmOKb9hI/AAAAAAAAAH4/yGA5WeU_0Xo/s72-c/heartbreak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-26112896145336947</id><published>2009-01-21T09:10:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T11:34:39.300-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='VIP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='males'/><title type='text'>"Ain't No Point In Feeling Blue...."</title><content type='html'>So, I've been a little lacking in the blog category the past couple dayz. But that's because the last 2-3 have been extremely hectic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, well as you all know the lovely and wonderful man that is Barack Obama became Mr. President yesterday. So, my organization hosted an inaugural brunch (wish I had pics) for his swearing-in ceremony. My sisters and I were in charge of decorating the place. I never ever realized how much work this actually called for until, well until it was too late. Let's just say.....we were slaving over centerpieces, favors, balloons, programs for DAYZ. But hey, the end result was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also yesterday, my Spring semester started. I was actually in class when Obama became president. (WACK, I know. IMO, I don't see why classes weren't cancelled ANYWAY!!!! Lol) I had Syntax @ 11:30 then Spanish Lit @ 2:15....by the way did I mention my Spanish prof. is a Korean woman who was raised in Spain?? My life........ lol. But yeah, def. glad I went to my first one cuz *ish was intense AND we got homework. WTF? Um......books weren't bad this semester came to about $200 minus one little novel that NOBODY had. (Huh?) Was gonna use the extra to finish my tat but now.......not so much. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night too, becuz of our efforts on the brunch, we also got invited to an Inaugural Gala over in Edison. Too bad I felt mad special to be in there. Muchas gracias to Ms. La Rue for the invite. Gov. Corzine was in the building as well but I couldn't catch him. It was fun tho. I never seen... like drunk, middle-aged people in suits and gowns dancing their a** off. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(but can you say - "open bar"? You already know!). Lol Shhhhhh &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ended up hittin up Time Check (been a while), D.V. &amp;amp; Q-Tip when I got back home last nite. Too bad when I woke up this morning I discovered only Q-Tip had replied. (HA!) Time Check's been hittin me up lately and idk why, esp. when I def make little efforts to talk back. Dudez....what goes through yall minds sometimes I really wonder. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's something else I wonder. .....yall might have figured by now that me &amp;amp; D.V. can't never really catch a break, for example. So, Follow Me: you have sometimes I don't get his texts, sometimes he don't get mines; Time Check hasn't replied to my texts the past couple nites but he'll text me during the day randomly; so far all 3 times me &amp;amp; Q-Tip tried to work something up it looks like it's gonna flop..........................................................is God just trying to tell me something??????? Like, maybe, just maybe all these dudes are wrong for me and the Lord above is trying to steer me away from them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the other hand, the &lt;a href="http://hernameisaprilrose.blogspot.com/"&gt;bestie&lt;/a&gt; says that if something's REALLY meant to be, it'll work itself out in the end, no matter how many times *ish goes south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.H.T.B.Y. ♥ (It Had To Be You)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-26112896145336947?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/26112896145336947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=26112896145336947&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/26112896145336947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/26112896145336947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/01/man-i-cant-b-mad-he-just-like-me.html' title='&quot;Ain&apos;t No Point In Feeling Blue....&quot;'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-5539022362442268988</id><published>2009-01-14T21:18:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:55:24.245-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='males'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>I'm A Beast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291344020274860978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SW6hWgje07I/AAAAAAAAAHI/_zKoXeLRpTk/s320/IMG_1884.JPG" border="0" /&gt; So this would be my BEST DISH MADE.......EVER! When I say this *ish goes in - sweetie THIS *ISH GOES IN!!!!! Lol. This is my version of Cajun Chicken &amp;amp; Pasta and its the best meal I think I've ever tasted in my life. Not to sound conceitied but....I'll be expecting the ring any day now. Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What's not-so-funny is that this meal was originally intended for D.V. We were supposed to chill last nite (fun stuff, nothin too heavy......except some massages :-)). BUT in true D.V. fashion, it never went down. Me, April, my sis Shanta, her gurl Keenya and one of my bros ended up eating it last nite....then me &amp;amp; Apy finished HIS plate this afternoon for lunch. Somehow - between him stopping by the first time and the time he was supposed to return to my apt. he got into this huge fight with his (blood) sister and somehow it f'ed up his whole night. Now, I believe him and all, because truth be told, dude has no reason to lie to me. But still, I can't help feeling like....WTF????? I can't never win with dude. So I ended up just laying down my head, disappointed, after a few long text messages were exchanged on both ends. Woke up to another one this morning. I replied with another 2-page jawn. Which he responded to later today. I don't know exactly what happened but *ish had to be heavy for him to get like that, but I basically told him the exact above said statement and I don't wanna keep on if I'm just gonna play chaser. He assured me I don't need to feel like that. But still....sometime it IS like - why the f do I bother? He cares but...........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;em&gt;Enters Q-Tip&lt;/em&gt;* Hehe. And he actually had bangin a** timing cause in the midst of all the back and forth last nite who should hit me up? So, def. will be patiently awaiting his return back to Jerzee. Honestly, can't wait to kick it. He's a breath of fresh air, as corny as that sounds. Actually, maybe his whole timing in general couldn't be more perfect. Cuz D.V. can't possibly have too many more lives left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So all I keep thinking nowadays is "Don't F*** Up". Only thing is...should it be more directed to him...or me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. Here's one for the luv's. Hope ya like!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SW6lEvCvHHI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/UB-sIax2k90/s1600-h/smile.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291348112972913778" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SW6lEvCvHHI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/UB-sIax2k90/s200/smile.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y.T.O.T.I.W. &amp;hearts; (You're The One That I Want)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-5539022362442268988?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/5539022362442268988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=5539022362442268988&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/5539022362442268988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/5539022362442268988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-beast.html' title='I&apos;m A Beast'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SW6hWgje07I/AAAAAAAAAHI/_zKoXeLRpTk/s72-c/IMG_1884.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-6434296805924523557</id><published>2009-01-10T02:16:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T03:43:16.064-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Request Line</title><content type='html'>So, it's late-nite (for some anyway). Can't really sleep yet, don't know what D.V., Q-Tip or any others are up to, so why not turn to my all-time high ~ la musica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that gets me about a song, (besides the production, which usually catches my ear first) is if it has these lyrics that make me bob my head even harder cuz of what dude just said. It makes me wanna learn em faster too, lol. So in this 3 o'clock hour I thought I'd share some lyrics that I like. &amp;amp; It's cool if you don't like 'em......that's why that name to the right is Dizzy and not [insert your name here].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, that was rude. Lmao. I apologize.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still wuv you!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST UP:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWhTONDjH8I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nhxeEBzosng/s1600-h/chris-keri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289569265834467266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWhTONDjH8I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nhxeEBzosng/s200/chris-keri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;em&gt;It's not a bird, not a plane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's my heart and it's going-gone away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;My only weakness &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;is you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Only reason is &lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every minute with you I feel like I can do...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anything...........&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The type to make me ponder this exact feeling and what it must be like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;NEXT UP:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWhUyXuqgXI/AAAAAAAAAGY/PlWGAUFQUNU/s1600-h/mario.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289570986686579058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWhUyXuqgXI/AAAAAAAAAGY/PlWGAUFQUNU/s200/mario.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;em&gt;I don't wanna confuse things&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I just can't keep my lieing to myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you're holding me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can feel your pain, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh baby, let me &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;be your dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm the answer, come see me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And &lt;strong&gt;you won't have to cry no more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl ~ I can hear your heart&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kind of another "Superhuman", with dude saving girl from her pain, and all. How romantic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;NEEEEXXT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWhWe9hVLFI/AAAAAAAAAGg/XCdZsuOzu-A/s1600-h/mylife.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289572852257074258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWhWe9hVLFI/AAAAAAAAAGg/XCdZsuOzu-A/s200/mylife.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;em&gt;And I'm grindin' til I'm tired&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuz they say you ain't grindin' til you tired&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I'm grindin' with my eyez wide (?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lookin' to find, a way thru the day ~ a lite for the nite&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Lord, you done took so many of my people&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I'm just wondering why you haven't taken &lt;strong&gt;my life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like, what the hell am I doing rite?&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't exactly relate but I can relate to the emotion. People are taken from us left &amp;amp; right, so why?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;God only knows.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND THEEEN:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWhYGAg0dUI/AAAAAAAAAGo/oKYAYrc0wvw/s1600-h/katharine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289574622586762562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWhYGAg0dUI/AAAAAAAAAGo/oKYAYrc0wvw/s200/katharine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;em&gt;I could sit in this house, in this room&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;In this bed, just as long as I'm feeling this way&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;And boi, since you been away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't sleep ~ I've been awake&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just lay here tryna deal with this pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;4 walls&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;silence&lt;/strong&gt; in this room is &lt;strong&gt;so loud&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one else can fix it but you...&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Never cared about or listened to the girl a day before in my life until I found this on YouTube while I was looking for inspiration for my jazz/lyrical dance. Loved it from the first time I heard it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;LAST ONE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWhb2Tf5vDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/vdWk6E-qyAY/s1600-h/treysongzgotta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289578750851791922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWhb2Tf5vDI/AAAAAAAAAGw/vdWk6E-qyAY/s200/treysongzgotta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"It's 8:30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know my baby kinda worried&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I said I'll be there, said I'd make it in a hurry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I ain't even on the way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She think at home it's so perfect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I guess it's cuz her vision kinda blurry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She don't realize she do me so dirty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And she don't recognize the things that she say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things you say ~ can drive a man so crazy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Make him wanna leave yo a** (Wit 1 foot up out the door, I can't take no more, Sometimes I wanna)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walk away ~ and find another lady&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cuz it's so hard to read yo a***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Wit all the things I do for you, I'm gettin tired of the)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things you do, to make me wanna cheat on you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uh, yeah. Didn't wanna hear it the first few times I heard the track but could ring very, VERY true. And I loved the bluntness, esp. for a debut album. The hook &amp;amp; production don't hurt either. ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I had fun doing this. Will def be making another one. Now I'mma try to take it down for good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;B.I.W.I. &amp;hearts; (Because I'm Worth It)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-6434296805924523557?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/6434296805924523557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=6434296805924523557&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/6434296805924523557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/6434296805924523557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/01/request-line.html' title='Request Line'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWhTONDjH8I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/nhxeEBzosng/s72-c/chris-keri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-7192624664063475070</id><published>2009-01-10T01:51:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T02:13:25.729-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shoes'/><title type='text'>W.A.L.K. This Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, the Sigma's are having an 80's vs. 90's party shortly after the semester starts and I finally started the process that is finding an outfit for the nite. I think I'm gonna be brave and actually try an 80's Madonna-esque look, with the layers and the colors and the beads and the hair, lmao.... should be fierce. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And in my search for a pic on the web I somehow managed to come across these two lovely objects:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289555520802187266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWhGuI0e6AI/AAAAAAAAAFg/MKqSDPlbufo/s320/4stilettos.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These 4's Stilettos worn by Miss Christina Milian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289558991562594338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWhJ4KaP2CI/AAAAAAAAAGA/n_Ph4ufbyRQ/s200/4stilettos2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This was her whole outfit&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289555968614437522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 196px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWhHINDPkpI/AAAAAAAAAFw/y3eTSSake6U/s200/balenciaga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And these babyz by Balenciaga.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As anybody who really knows me can tell you, I'm nowhere near being a sneakerhead (clearly) but &lt;strong&gt;Jordan Stiletto's&lt;/strong&gt;????? UM HELLO? THAT'S LIKE ~ THE BEST OF BOTH WORLDS FOR YOURS TRULY! Lol. I remember this cover from a while back actually but didn't really pay much attention to it. But, only Lord knows how much they were going for...(but should He tell you ~ the bday's Sept. 12th, get @ me for details! :-D)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As for the Balenciaga's........of course they would only be for a matching occasion but I can't deny I think they're adorable. And I can see how many could easily hate 'em, but rockin' those wit the perfect combo - you couldn't tell me nothin'. Even those that hate 'em would think twice HAHA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay, that's enough for that one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;O.I.Y.D. ♥ (Only In Your Dreams)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-7192624664063475070?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/7192624664063475070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=7192624664063475070&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/7192624664063475070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/7192624664063475070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/01/walk-this-way.html' title='W.A.L.K. This Way'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWhGuI0e6AI/AAAAAAAAAFg/MKqSDPlbufo/s72-c/4stilettos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-2094754845127152157</id><published>2009-01-08T17:51:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T19:09:37.246-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='confrontation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>AijuswanaSCREAM!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so the title is a bit dramatic. But, it was moreso inspired from yesterday. Today was actually a whole-lot less stressful...............but, that's today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, I had my orthodontist's appointment (NOT fun). But thankfully, they took the hooks out! Yay! [For the past 6 weeks, I had these bad boys on both sides of my mouth, running along the bottom to the top like so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWaERR52htI/AAAAAAAAADg/c2DG88E0IJ4/s1600-h/Forsus1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289060244791920338" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWaERR52htI/AAAAAAAAADg/c2DG88E0IJ4/s320/Forsus1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.......yeah].&lt;br /&gt;So now they're gone and they put me back on rubberbands. Honestly, it shouldn't be too much longer. Everything's straight - just have to line it all up. I've had braces for a little over 3 years and counting now. The grillz need to come OUT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday must've been my day to be tried. Me &amp;amp; my mom got into it about some dumb *ish. You know when someone's mad at you and now, because they're mad, they gotta fuss about every single, little, itty-bitty, tiny thing? That's the stuff she was on and it was pissing me off. Can't even remember why she was quite so mad........something about me not graduating on time. I'm not gonna start. And THEN, she wants to b**** because she came home from work and saw that I washed no dishes, brought in no garbage can, zilch.......Okay: Newsflash: I'm a college student. I'm rarely ever in this house for long periods of time ~ winter break being the longest. So naturally, those chores never cross my mind. Don't get me wrong - those are all nice things to do and a daughter should want to help out her mother which I do and am not objecting to at all. But for her to not even ask me, just come home PISSED, makes zero sense. That's like me coming home from class one day, with a stank attitude that Jefe didn't cook dinner for me; knowing darn well he never did before......so why would I expect it now? What???????????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um, what else.......I was semi-hungry and bored after awhile so I decided to try my hand @ banana fritters! Haha here's how they came out. Watcha think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWaJiEmGlzI/AAAAAAAAADo/PQ_x5Bec3Ww/s1600-h/100_0849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289066030835341106" style="WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWaJiEmGlzI/AAAAAAAAADo/PQ_x5Bec3Ww/s320/100_0849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, they're puffy as all get-out but it was only my first time! Lol. :-D They still tasted good so that's all that counts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Click-Flash: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's a few shots of how I spend a random nite with the girlies. (April &amp;amp; Theresa, that is). We hit &lt;em&gt;Rangoon&lt;/em&gt; which is this cute little Burmese spot in Philly. BEST FOOD EVER! OMG! Lol. And that's all I'mma say. Hopefully bringing Q-Tip along next week when we head back. Yes, notice I said &lt;em&gt;when.&lt;/em&gt; Down below we have some mango juice, Burmese wontons, crab dumplings, the thousand layer bread &amp;amp; my mango shrimp. Soooo......can we say we just christened our new 'spot' ladies?? Lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWaS9UlRcdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/wb__bN63Pxw/s1600-h/100_0836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289076394587943378" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWaS9UlRcdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/wb__bN63Pxw/s200/100_0836.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWaRqnZ_utI/AAAAAAAAAEY/0TbcT1Zczn8/s1600-h/100_0835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289074973711776466" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWaRqnZ_utI/AAAAAAAAAEY/0TbcT1Zczn8/s200/100_0835.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWaS-Me6efI/AAAAAAAAAEw/x9jHXJVPyIU/s1600-h/100_0838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289076409593657842" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWaS-Me6efI/AAAAAAAAAEw/x9jHXJVPyIU/s200/100_0838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWaS9j1Q_5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/B_OzzhlldOo/s1600-h/100_0837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289076398681554834" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWaS9j1Q_5I/AAAAAAAAAEo/B_OzzhlldOo/s200/100_0837.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWaS-qU_VQI/AAAAAAAAAE4/RXjgBK68wJc/s1600-h/100_0839.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289076417605096706" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWaS-qU_VQI/AAAAAAAAAE4/RXjgBK68wJc/s200/100_0839.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWaS-4OYt-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/st7kRyB6dM0/s1600-h/100_0840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289076421335496674" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWaS-4OYt-I/AAAAAAAAAFA/st7kRyB6dM0/s200/100_0840.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; W.I.L.T.Y. &amp;hearts; (Would I Lie To You)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-2094754845127152157?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/2094754845127152157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=2094754845127152157&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/2094754845127152157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/2094754845127152157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/01/aijuswanascream.html' title='AijuswanaSCREAM!'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWaERR52htI/AAAAAAAAADg/c2DG88E0IJ4/s72-c/Forsus1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-4140823881337348035</id><published>2009-01-05T02:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T02:39:56.023-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AT YOUR OWN RISK'/><title type='text'>Poem - Poison</title><content type='html'>I swear&lt;br /&gt;You drain every last drop of life out my veins&lt;br /&gt;Paralyze my flow&lt;br /&gt;Stop my breath in it's tracks&lt;br /&gt;You shoot your ice cold venom&lt;br /&gt;Into my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;And got me ready to jump in front of a moving car&lt;br /&gt;Only to have it dodge me, swerve effortlessly&lt;br /&gt;Leave me waiting for my next dose&lt;br /&gt;And I know you care...&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes your negative outweighs your positive&lt;br /&gt;I know at the end of the day you're bad for me&lt;br /&gt;But I still come back for more&lt;br /&gt;Shocking myself a little more each time; pushing my limits&lt;br /&gt;It's like.......I can't STOP&lt;br /&gt;Nor will you stop me&lt;br /&gt;Don't even recognize my frame in the reflection anymore&lt;br /&gt;Just a numb substance falls into my dips &amp;amp; curves&lt;br /&gt;Look what you've become&lt;br /&gt;You're a poison, luv&lt;br /&gt;And guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I   l o v e   it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Inspired by "Broken-Hearted Girl" by Miss Beyonce. It reminds me of another poem I wrote this past summer called "The Addict". I like this one better. :-)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-4140823881337348035?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/4140823881337348035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=4140823881337348035&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/4140823881337348035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/4140823881337348035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/01/poem-poison.html' title='Poem - Poison'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-3909835766634958103</id><published>2009-01-05T01:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T02:24:28.164-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='males'/><title type='text'>"In Love With An Angel, She Don't Belong To Me"...</title><content type='html'>I find myself a little torn. Once, I told someone I like to be chased and in response he told me I like chasing guys I can't have. I don't think this is entirely true, cause if they were truly inaccessible, believe you me - I would quickly just give up. But I digress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, with tonight giving me my 3rd revelation, I've now come across 3 people who I never necessarily looked at that way before, but basically, they got a thing for your gurl. The first one is, ODDLY enough, one of the cuzzo's. Clearly we're not blood-related but I genuinely look at him as my cuz, so that's a bit.....yeah. A little while ago he told me that he had liked me but not so much in the past. He moreso found me attractive like over the summer and recently. I'm flattered, but CUZZO YOU'LL ALWAYS BE MY CUZ! LIKE, WTH?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one, for discretional purposes, we'll call Jefe (hef-ay)('boss' in Spanish). Now, me &amp;amp; Jefe have gotten real tight real fast. He's been like, the best guy friend I've ever had. Then, I could tell things slowly starting to change. After a few instances of flirting, one day he came out and told me how about his feelings towards me, which I kinda knew was coming, even though I didn't feel the same way, and in a way the guilt from that realization lingers in the back of my mind a little each day. Me &amp;amp; Jefe are still there for one another and hopefully will continue to be. But, I really can't see myself......seeing him like that. And I'm not even on no picky *ish with these young men. But, I can't force it or fake it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third to bare his soul is Q-Tip. (Lol, I know.) Q-Tip I've known since freshman year, through the roomie. We talked &amp;amp; chilled for a little while and then less my sophomore year. Honestly, I think he used to be cuter when we first met, but don't get me wrong he's not unattractive now either. But again, the main thing that stopped me from letting him go further was that bit of lack of chemistry between us. But we still flirted up until now, but the thing that complicates the situay is that *tentatively* he's a member of another frat., and the intermingling..... does NOT sit well with the siblings. (But only if they were to find out hehe). But what's making me think twice is the fact that his text was so...genuine. He basically told me how he liked me and always has and he likes being around me and how the thoughts that prob. cross a lot of dudes minds cross his too but we're grown.....so why not act? It may not sound like much but to me, I respect his outright honesty, esp. when I've faded him a little bit in the past. Lol So, who knows....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This situation blows my mind. Dudez that I barely double-take at outta the blue tell me they're infatuated. I admit, I notice their attractiveness, but I guess I'm too busy chasing after ungrateful nigga's &lt;em&gt;(*cough* D.V. *cough*)&lt;/em&gt; to really notice or even care. So what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.S.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Sad news: Prof. Stromswold won't change my grade. *Tear* Another f'in semester. And my last shot at redemption. Now to tell the madre.......pray for me y'all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.Y.F.A.M. &amp;hearts; (Don't You Forget About Me)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-3909835766634958103?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/3909835766634958103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=3909835766634958103&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/3909835766634958103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/3909835766634958103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-love-with-angel-she-dont-belong-to.html' title='&quot;In Love With An Angel, She Don&apos;t Belong To Me&quot;...'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-2279854908230601960</id><published>2009-01-05T01:08:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T03:31:59.087-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beauty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fragrance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='diy'/><title type='text'>BEAUTY BOOK</title><content type='html'>So, from time to time I'd like to put up a little section on my main obsession: beauty/shopping. Hope it could be useful or at least insightful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here goes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Newest Addition (but not new to many, I'm sure):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWGkimq4vUI/AAAAAAAAACI/tVTx__00vnM/s1600-h/heavenly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287688351912607042" style="WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWGkimq4vUI/AAAAAAAAACI/tVTx__00vnM/s320/heavenly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is "Heavenly" from Victoria's Secret. It's said to be a type of 'vanilla oriental' and I lovez it, esp. since my last couple fragrances have been on the sweet side (Pure Vanilla by LAVANILA &amp;amp; Falling In Love by Philosophy). Actually, turns out my sis Sarah uses this and one day I was in Vicki's just spraying a whole bunch of stuff and then I smelled something that smelled exactly like her (no homo). As much as I hate to admit, I wanted it = I got it. :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DIY: Lip Scrub&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not to sound conceited, but I've been told to have very nice lips. So, I thought I'd share a tiny tip of mines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWGmQMLsuPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/NEPF19qj4ZM/s1600-h/sugar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287690234588084466" style="WIDTH: 101px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWGmQMLsuPI/AAAAAAAAACQ/NEPF19qj4ZM/s200/sugar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWGmow6SVOI/AAAAAAAAACY/JApcQZPktLc/s1600-h/olive+oil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287690656764024034" style="WIDTH: 71px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWGmow6SVOI/AAAAAAAAACY/JApcQZPktLc/s200/olive+oil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mix 1 tbsp. white sugar with about 1/2 tsp. olive oil. (Actually I believe regular oil works well too.) Apply to your lips with a baby toothbrush and rub the scrub in circles. Rinse well with warm water. Immediately after your favorite lip balm. I just picked up:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWGnkVF1iOI/AAAAAAAAACg/lo8jA6nUvR0/s1600-h/burtsbees.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287691680088426722" style="WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWGnkVF1iOI/AAAAAAAAACg/lo8jA6nUvR0/s200/burtsbees.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey, it works for the loves! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-2279854908230601960?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/2279854908230601960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=2279854908230601960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/2279854908230601960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/2279854908230601960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/01/beauty-book.html' title='BEAUTY BOOK'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWGkimq4vUI/AAAAAAAAACI/tVTx__00vnM/s72-c/heavenly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-644182878635222319</id><published>2009-01-02T17:45:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T16:10:37.813-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gatness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='T.I.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year&apos;s Eve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='males'/><title type='text'>Husbandz &amp; Happy Hour</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Where to start, where to start.......I guess I'll go in chronological order.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-PRE-NYE:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me &amp;amp; D.V. got into a verbal altercation on New Year's Eve. After an entire afternoon of fading I initiated a mini-spazzing session....which led to even more fading. &gt;:-\ I swear if it's one thing that pisses me off, it's the pointless ignoring. SO f'in rude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-NYE (Day)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In preparition for my little soiree up @ the Rock, me and my girl Steph drove up late afternoon, then had to make a few runs to the Rite Aid in Highland Park (hehe) and the grocery store. Bill came to about $74+. NEVER AGAIN! While I picked up a couple boxes of Jell-O, D.V. &amp;amp; I went back and forth about why he proceeded to ignore me, how rude he was, how rude I was and other petty *ish. We peaced it up right before I started mixing the shots, which was all I really wanted to accomplish before 2009 got here. Since then, he's been a little touchy and standoff-ish which makes me worry but we've spoken and have *tentative* plans so I'll hold my breath til then.&lt;/p&gt;-NYE (Night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, a few martini's and some Jell-O :-) later, the folks from Boro arrived. A few more than I expected, which inevitably grew to even more as the night went on. But all in all, the festivities were fun, with a few exceptions: &lt;/p&gt;-&lt;em&gt;So the cuzzo brought the guitar, mic, drumset, and console from Rock Band.....and forgets the game. What??????????&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Taboo was short lived. Ppl were haters. Lol&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;em&gt;'The Kiss', as predicted, never went down. However, I must admit I got an unexpected post-New Year's small one. :-D&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;em&gt;I got married! hehe.....see below&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Someone managed to knock over an entire pitcher of June Bug, and NOBODY, including me, saw.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Some gat, UNINVITED chick, who was a friend of a friend I presume went HYPH from the minute she started drinking til the minute she left the following morning; which included her sticking her finger in some dude's mouth she did not know, pulling on his dreds &amp;amp; telling him he liked it rough, spazzing on us when she missed the Ball drop, 'crying' when we tried to refuse her anymore shots, randomly quoting "Look Back At Me" by Trina, and telling me I was cute &amp;amp; then proceeding to slap the mess outta my a$$. :-O&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;U already know. Never EVER Again!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-&lt;em&gt;Not to mention my cuz and my big bro almost got into physical altercation with the LB and Brothers, but that's water under the bridge.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, so my new-found husband? He's about 5'9", maybe 170 lbs., chocolate-complexion, goes to school about 5 hours away and he reminds me of Young Joc. The ceremony took place around 10:30 pm Dec. 31, 2008 and the honeymoon commenced shortly after. Lol NEVER how I imagined, I know. Sike nah, he's not really the hubby. Just my homie from high school who I kicked it with a couple times over this break. He's leaving me soon anyhow. :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, the REAL hubby (by real I mean, the one I've had for some time now, but he's just a place-holder til the real-life one comes along lol) is having a concert the end of this month, which the bestie told me about and we're going! It'll be the first concert of his I've ever been to and I can't wait. Tix were a grip truthfully, but hopefully it'll be worth it. Til the 31st, I'll just hold this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWEia7xRSPI/AAAAAAAAABg/jxgTSGhkPk4/s1600-h/backshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287545283625961714" style="WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWEia7xRSPI/AAAAAAAAABg/jxgTSGhkPk4/s320/backshot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tha KING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh* If only.........lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y.K.Y.L.M ♥ (You Know You Love Me)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-644182878635222319?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/644182878635222319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=644182878635222319&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/644182878635222319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/644182878635222319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2009/01/husbandz-happy-hour.html' title='Husbandz &amp; Happy Hour'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SWEia7xRSPI/AAAAAAAAABg/jxgTSGhkPk4/s72-c/backshot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-715673169334883463</id><published>2008-12-29T20:49:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T21:16:47.699-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year&apos;s Eve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='males'/><title type='text'>Birth Control</title><content type='html'>My day could not have been anymore trying. After not falling asleep til after 2am, I woke at 7:30 (on my winter break, no less) only to find that my monthly came to visit for bout a week. :-S Only reason I woke up that early to begin with is because one of the cuzzo's asked me to ride down with her to B-more today. Her and her hubby are finally tryna sell their townhouse and they met with this "realtor" to list it. So, me and my oh-so-caring self of course said 'sure!... sounds like fun'. *blank stare* Wtf was I thinking?? Well...... it would've been absolutely fine actually if it didn't turn into a 12-hour fiasco with her 2 ADORABLE daughters having a screaming contest for the latter part. My cuz couldn't have put it better herself: spending just ONE DAY with me is the perfect form of birth control. Seriously, if never before, I def. am gonna hold off on the kiddies for a few MORE years than I was originally planning (about 5-6-7 years from now). And if I'm blessed with girls????? :-O Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New Year's soiree still looks like it's going down. On deck is picking out the *ahem* Jell-O for the nite and the beverages. THIS JUST IN: Taboo and ROCK BAND added to the program! As the fabulous hostess I'm hoping toturn out to be, I'm just aiming to avoid the drunken gatness that could be my invites, while still being as photogenic as possible since I'm sure Mulan will be flick-flickin' it up in full effect. (I knew you'd like that one April). Chances of 'The Kiss' happening is starting to slim down drastically. But you never know - esp. with MY luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the boo-ski category, still find myself thinking about D.V. The ex-prospect 'Time Check' called me today, which caught me by surprise. He asked me for a favor, tryna contact his unavailable LB. And asked when I'd be returning to the Roc (my apt. building). When I replied New Year's Eve he responded 'oh so I'll be seeing you soon then', with that whole can-you-tell-I'm-smiling-on-the-other-end-of-the-phone tone in his voice. Small talk or genuine? We'll see. But can somebody answer me this? With my thoughts..and late-nite thoughts always trailing to D.V., a lot of times I have to fight not to pick up my Blackjack 2 and text him, just cuz he ain't text me first. I mean yeah, he hits me up but I always feel like I hit him up more. I know he thinks about me and whenever I do initiate the convo the feelings feel more than reciprocated but....... why do I sometimes feel this urge to play hard to get? Tryna hold out til the homeboy texts my 609 instead of me hittin his? Hey, if it pays off I'm all for it but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N.D.I.B. &amp;hearts; (Nobody Does It Better)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-715673169334883463?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/715673169334883463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=715673169334883463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/715673169334883463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/715673169334883463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2008/12/birth-control.html' title='Birth Control'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5336338888120825731.post-6778054352041351649</id><published>2008-12-27T23:16:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T22:21:32.473-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year&apos;s Eve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='makeup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='males'/><title type='text'>Mi Dolce Vita</title><content type='html'>My sweet life? More like my never-a-dull-moment life, good and bad. Rite now I'm still awaiting an email back from my far-from-favorite Psych professor about my "D"isappointing final grade. I really need that changed or else.....academic career is about to be in the basement. To help alleviate the pain, I indulged in one of my top 3 guilty pleasures: SHOPPING! &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;(sidebar: Xmas was wonderful. Got pretty much everything I asked for plus more - perks of being an only child ;-p)&lt;/span&gt; Anywayz, I picked up a nice liquid foundation from Sephora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SVg9EZqHw0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/KC5-G47YOok/s1600-h/foundation2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285041308535604034" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SVg9EZqHw0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/KC5-G47YOok/s320/foundation2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;an eyeshadow primer by Too Faced &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SVg_87KMZ1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XhzAeyRLWpA/s1600-h/shadowinsurance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285044478624425810" style="WIDTH: 174px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 153px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SVg_87KMZ1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/XhzAeyRLWpA/s320/shadowinsurance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the Lash Injection mascara as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SVg_Gu6LtdI/AAAAAAAAABI/gFgIbqxkrqI/s1600-h/lashinjection.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285043547623110098" style="WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SVg_Gu6LtdI/AAAAAAAAABI/gFgIbqxkrqI/s320/lashinjection.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know, I know the names are a little extreme. A lot of my friendz, particularly my guy friendz, particularly "D.V." claim they honestly don't notice my makeup looks - I guess that means I'm a natural beauty! Haha jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;SB: D.V. has been "in" my life for about 9 months now. Throughout my rendezvous with my males he always seems to be right there whenever my loves take a turn for the worse. He does have his oh-so-difficult moments: not hitting me up for dayz, getting piss drunk then hitting me up late night, fading rite in the middle of a convo, but when we're straight ~we're STRAIGHT. On a good day, he's just my little shawty wit a cute smile and a cuter way wit words. Lawd help us. Lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So........New Year's Eve is in 5 days and as corny as it sounds, I want a New Year's kiss. Lol I never had one before and I think it'd be kinda cute. Not to mention what it could lead to.......... a goodnite hug! You and your dirty minds! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh* 2 more hours and 45 min. left of me sitting at this duty desk. Taco Bell on deck (on my fat-fat ish). Hopefully my nite will end well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.I.W.I.E ♥ (All I Want Is Everything)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5336338888120825731-6778054352041351649?l=xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/feeds/6778054352041351649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5336338888120825731&amp;postID=6778054352041351649&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/6778054352041351649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5336338888120825731/posts/default/6778054352041351649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xxfastlanexx.blogspot.com/2008/12/mi-dolce-vita.html' title='Mi Dolce Vita'/><author><name>Dizzy♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13508371610016452852</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/Sv7yMtR5JJI/AAAAAAAAAcM/wmyDD9b6EpE/S220/100_2486-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0JsKPzZ2TDY/SVg9EZqHw0I/AAAAAAAAAAw/KC5-G47YOok/s72-c/foundation2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
