Shaken...Not Stirred

      I have had a rough week... in fact it seems that I had a beautiful nightmare. One of those weeks where you want to repeatedly pinch yourself to see if it's real. On Monday I got a phone call that I just landed a position at a new job and that same night I was robbed at gunpoint. #KanyeShrug. I hope they needed it more than I did.

       All I can say is that it is good to be alive. A phone and a wallet are replaceable. It's just metal, leather and a few strips of plastic. I still have my health, my new job, great friends and family and most importantly my life. This is just another road block that I have encountered and conquered in life. In this jungle we live in where the monkeys roam free, the hyenas never sleep and the vultures linger around to pluck whatever is left of humanity the only thing we can really do is survive. 

     Jay and Ye weren't lying. There is No Church in the Wild. Let's just say I'm a firm believer in karma and there is no doubt that we get back what we put into this life. I'm over it. People...I swear, need to get themselves some business and stay out of mine. I'm singing in my head "If I ruled the world"..

Until tomorrow comes take care for now,

- Renard

We Found Love?

"Love can be found like pennies on the ground... that shit isn't love."

     Some of us would like to think that we have found love in a hopeless place but your odds in finding love in a hopeless place is like finding an $80.00 bill in the middle of Target®. If that's the case then I found love in a back of a subway car... I didn't know their name, but we fucked... and I LOVED it.

     When it comes to love people take it to new extremes. Some think that this idea of love is something that is supposed to be cookie cutter perfect, complete with a white picket fence and a few children. Some think that love consist of random moments of drama and make up sex. While love to me cannot be defined by words, but I do feel that love is some type of deep complex feeling/emotional bond with another.

     The media doesn't necessarily give good examples of what love is (i.e. Chris Brown & Rihanna or even Bey & Jay). I always say what's normal for me isn't always considered normal to others. So whatever works for you may be best... for you. If you ask Michelle how she found Barack or even how Oprah found Gayle, I'm pretty sure they won't say they found their love in a hopeless place... Now Bobby and Whitney, that's a different story. LOL ;-)

 

P.S. I love We Found Love in a Hopeless Place... and the video is hot.

- Renard

140 Words or Less...

In this era of technological abbreviations it is a lot easier to communicate via web, phone etc... But is the ever advancing world of technology making private life not so personal?

Throughout the day I like to take to my blackberry and storm the web/facebook/twitter with things that happen around me and random ideas that just happen to pop into my head based off the trending topic of the day. While scrolling my never ending timeline I see information from those I follow which leave very little to the imagination.

Twitter/Facebook are some of the most self incriminating sites that people venture to each day. Some take to the web to rant about their "oomf" who called them at 3am last night and some, just to inform you of which song they are "now playing" (like we give a shit). There are those who go from married to divorced to widowed and then back to single within an hour and then there are people who just want to slap you across the face with a happy stick because they are having such an awesome day. Well I'm not happy.



People, WE DON'T NEED TO KNOW YOUR EVERY MOVE..and you shouldn't want us to. I mean think about it. Do you really want your serial killer looking stalker to know that your down the street at the local Starbucks enjoying a Venti Frappuccino? NO.. didn't think so. So next time you think about tweeting, posting a status, or informing the public that your down the street and around the corner REMEMBER that crazy follower "@desperatedebbie" or Facebook friend "Jerome "CaniGetyaNumber" Jenkins" is following everything you say/do.

Something to think about.


Renard

My April.

Dear April...

What thee fuck was I thinking? I was indeed an "April Fool" last month. A fool in love to be exact. I was emotionally unstable and unable to really put in words exactly how I felt about this predicament; I was indescribable. I fell in love in the beginning and out of love in the end. I won some and lost one. So I guess you can say that the victor was I.

Here is what I lost:
LOVE.



Here is what I gained:




Haaaha ha ha. I win and you lose! In my best Nicki Minaj voice.


So I have a new love in my life and he comes complete with a sunroof, blue leather interior and a lot of trunk space to support my shopping habits.



Shopping for labels;; Shopping for love

*Kendrick

Faux Friends

So this year is all about moving forward correct? Well there have been snakes dwelling in my yard for too long and its time for me to bring out the lawn mower. That's right get rid of these pests which seem to pop up in text messages, random phone calls, and emails. One snake whose rent was due has gotten the eviction notice. This snake claimed to be my "bestie" while also being a "bitch". Here's how it all went down.

Snake: Are we even still friends? (after at least a month of not talking)

Me: Yea (I'm not going to deny someone who still wants to give it a try)
*A couple seconds later*

Me: You know I could really care less about the status of our friendship. I have my priorities and you have yours.

Snake: Thanks for being honest.
Snake: I usually don't keep friends this long anyway.

FIN.

Later on that night I was on Twitter <---- follow on the side. And I spotted the snakes account and to my not so surprise the BIO section read: "LOVES SEX". Now me being the private person that I am... I do not like when people put themselves out there. So can you say #BLOCKED.

I get a txt later from the snake...it was some bullshit. I barely glanced and just deleted the message. My Reply was "its been over #okbye."

END OF STORY FOLKS.

Sometimes you just have to let things go and move on. When you get bit by a snake they tell you to suck the poison out right? That's what I'm doing... sucking the poison out of my life.

Okay #NEXT


~ Kendrick

Cabin Fever...

Once again I am trapped inside with hopes of Spring to come early this year. The snow outside paints a different story. The snow seems to destroy my dreams turning my hopes into a hopeless reality where there is a sled dog race being held outside of my window. Each snow flake seems to have a word or phrase on it such as "I come to destroy your social life" and "LOL, try again next season" mocking in what I truly believe is the worst blizzard to hit the DMV since the last millenium. Doesn't the snow know who I am? I need to be around a different environment at least every other day if not everyday. I need to be taken out of my comfort zone to experience something new and marvelous or something frighting and life changing. Did I mention that I am in dire need of an intense make out session?

I'm Dying over here.

So until this stuff melts away I will be taking down this snow one flake at a time. Just me and this blow dryer. LOL ;-) Just kiddin.

Be Safe,

~ Kendrick

Egos are Unattractive..

And if you have one lose it... quick! Egos are not attractive on anyone including celebrities and the people that consider themselves celebrities. This applies to both my ladies and my dudes whose ego is driven by the car they drive, the clothes they wear, or even the job they have. It's so annoying to see grown men and women who have these quote on quote "Egos". And we all know them to be the ones to live their lives through material things. In some cases it is not about material items maybe its looks? Narcissism anyone? Narcissism is a disorder! Sheesh, so that must mean that having an ego equals having a mental disorder? Hmmm... let us read on.

Now having an ego is not to be misconstrued with being confident.


Confidence is a good things and in most cases confidence is the backbone which drives us to try new things, to venture out into the wilderness alone, to walk into that interview with our heads held high. Its more of an inbound emotion that we bring out in everyday life. Not only when we get a fresh cut fellas or when you get a new pair of Jimmy Choos; but it should be moderately in effect all of the time. But when you are just plain arrogant for no apparent reason #letsbehonest... It just makes you look like a JACKASS! So to all my folk with "Egos" its time to humble yourself. It makes a difference when you actually care. When you give respect you earn respect.
EGO?

Nah ma dude.. "We Off That"

~ Kendrick

Love without Sacrifice equals.....

So it's a typical night and I'm sitting in front of 2 screens one hosting a myriad of tabs holding future shopping endeavors and the other showing "The Real World" (yea right). I'm up, as usual around 3:00 am trying to figure out how to make a change for the better being that its a new year and all.

So I come across a certain saying...NO question which states "Whats love without sacrifice?" OK NOW! I have had my fair share of the good, bad and the down right ugly side of relationships, but what happens when we actually find "love"? For some its nothing but a pure blissful MUTUAL connection for one another; but for some its just lust; SEX. Now based on a few years of experience I have learned to seperate the two. I have managed to keep the heart away from a not so serious relationships where I just do the dirt, pick up and move on. Now in the past when I was just a pure innocent soul I believed in true love and finding that quote on quote "ONE". All I have to say is FUCK THAT! Some may think I'm bitter but I don't live in a fairytale where everyone has a "happy ending"... well maybe. (lol)

There are exceptions to the rules of the Game of Love. I believe in "The Game of Like" where I can like someone, flirt all I want, say things I don't mean and everyone goes home happy. The whole "Game of Love" is a bunch of b.s. to me. There should be NO GAMES when dealing with love. We are mature adults so why don't we skip all the bullshit and get right down to what we really want? Do you want a dude with a car, a job that supports your established status in the world, fresh; looking like he just stepped down from the pages of a GQ magazine, slanging a 12+ and built like a Line Backer? or Fellas do you want a girl that has an ass that would but Kim Kardashian to shame, with mean skills in the bedroom and in the kitchen, fresh, flawless and looks like she just stepped off the runway for the Spring line of Dolce&Gabbana?



OR...




WELL WE DON'T ALWAYS GET EVERYTHING WE WANT. So we have *normal people* (who aren't so bad on the eyes either) to work with. When we first start "talking to" someone it seems all fine and good. But shit, what can he or she do that you can benefit from? Do they at least have a job and pushing a whip to make up for that jacked up grill? DAMN! But don't get me wrong it can be the personality that makes up for the lack of good looks and everything else. I personally like beauty & brawn. "Yes you can have your cake and eat it too (that's what cake is for) duh!" as my BFF would say.

So here is the answer to that question. Love without sacrifice just equals like. I like you but not willing to give up my lifestyle for you.

Remember you are a human 1st and everything else comes with the territory.

~Kendrick

I'm The BLACK SHEEP...

Okay, so I was sitting in the kitchen just waiting to get a hearty bowl of homemade stew when I noticed that I was being ignored. It was one blow after the other. Like fireworks that just kept on coming. Boom, Boom, Boom; the signs kept coming and I put the pieces of the puzzle together to come to a sudden realization that I AM A BLACK SHEEP. It all started when I was younger I guess. I always was considered the baby and of course I now despise the whole thought of that "adolescent immaturity". But while I was in that kitchen I realized that my sister who I spent the majority of my life with under my mother's roof did not say ONE WORD to me when I came down to greet her. She was always socially retarded but damn I felt like Casper. I hugged my mother I guess because I felt some type of way about being ignored, but even my mother's warm embrace seemed cold and distant. It seems as though I am in the way of both of their's progress. Well damn, maybe its time for me to move the fuck out. If only I had a stable friend who wouldn't mind being a roommate. My family life is soooo FUCKED UP! I haven't talked to my father in over 2 months. Let alone my little sister who is now 9! Trust me, I have issues and I'm strong enough to admit it. So here I am, "The Black Sheep". The fun loving, free spirit, sexually active, complex, simple minded, sometimes naive, lazy and undefined socialist. And you know what? I DON'T have a problem with it. But in all reality; I need to get some business. Its 2010 and about time I stop thinking and start with the action. Fuck the people who try and stop me. Fuck emotions that seem to keep me in one place. Fuck my lovers. Love the Haters. And Just Plain FUCK YOU.

~Kendrick

Welcome 2010

Well I'm simply speechless. Its 2010 and I think back on a time where I was a naive child not giving any thought to the future. Whether it was 5 minutes into the future or 10 years; I never thought about it. Well its here and I welcome it with open arms. I don't want to recount 2009 and the events that happened but some things remain unforgettable. Right now I'm sitting and watching mTV wondering how people can actually watch this b.s. and be happy to bring in the new year in the freezing cold. Not to mention its also raining here in MD and there in NYC. But different strokes for different folks.

So here I am, nice and warm, kicking back with a breezer thinking about things that I could do differently when in all honesty I HATE NEW YEARS RESOLUTIONS! I guess its all the talk I don't like. I much rather go out and do it. So here is what I AM GOING TO DO IN 2010: Get a new car. What? I bet you thought it was going to be a long list. It's not. Tonight, like every New Years Eve there seems to be something special in the air. Something so liberating and cleansing that takes over your mind, body and soul... Or it might just be the alcohol for some. But whatever you do to celebrate the new year; today, January 1st 2010 marks a new beginning for so many of us.

Since I'm not of age I'm not with the rest of my associates partying it up. But next year. VEGAS BABY!!!!! So whether you party it up or enjoy a cozy *safe* night indoors I would like to wish you a Happy New Year from me to you. My best friend didn't even call me to wish me happy new year. No txt or anything. Just silence. But silence is golden. Watching the world premiere of Jay-Z's "On to the Next One" and just thinking "oh shit, this is the way to bring in the New year!" Hmm..hidden messages. I love em! Time to clean out the closet once again. This year will be 10x's better! Get it? Got it? GOOD.

*ON TO THE NEXT ONE* like Jay Baby!

~Kendrick