WOW. X is really alllllll in my business, lol.
1. What was the worst day of your life?
Hmm… I had to think about this one. The actual worst day of my life I will not share over the internet. So this is the 2nd worst. I think the worst day of my life was the day my grandmother died. I have never felt so guilty. I wrote about it awhile back. So go read that. I still feel pretty guilty so I don’t wanna rehash it. But I’ve never felt worse in my life.
2. Who and what do you hate?
Groupies. Oh God how I hate groupies. Groupies of celebrities, groupies of normal men who got something going on for themselves. At Howard, I used to hang out with a bunch of guys who were all attractive, smart, talented, funny, and VERY attractive. To watch the way hoes fell all over themselves for them made me wanna throw up in my mouth a lil. And what’s even worse is the men who’s whole disposition changes because these silly bitches sweat them so hard. I’ve seen the most extra regular ass niggas get all on their own dick just because they crossed a greek org and bitches were on them or because they were in the fashion show and bitches were on them… whatever the case may be. And don’t get me started on celebrity groupies. I personally don’t get star struck cuz I feel like these people breathe and shit just like I do. But I hate to encounter celebrities who automatically assume you wanna fuck them just because you’re in their orbit… i.e. Usher and his “curved” ass. Ugh. Personal story. Part of many reasons why I think he is a shitty human being.
3. The best sex you’ve ever had. Tell me all about it.
Do you mean who with or what instance? Or both? My best time was with The Mexican after he told me he loved me for the first time. It was all the best things about slightly drunk sex and “something big just happened in our relationship” sex. SOOOOOOOOOOOOO DAMN good. But um, that’s all I wanna say about him. He gets no more compliments from me.
4. What was your favorite toy as a child?
I had one of those little dogs that did flips and barked. I LOVED that thing. It was white. I had it since I was a baby. It met it’s unfortunate end one day when I broke it’s legs… not because I am crazy before you even say something smart ass, but because as I grew up, I started feeling the urge to figure out how things worked which is why I’m so good at fixing stuff.
5. Think about something that a man does to you that leaves you DONE. What is it?
In a good way or a bad way? Let’s go with the good way cuz I’m over being bitter… for the moment.
To see a man play with kids is the worst thing a guy could ever do to me if I’m really feeling him. After that, it’s pretty much a wrap for me hiding any feelings I have for him. There’s something about watching a man who is not only good with kids, but completely just lets himself go and is a kid with them. Actually, the first time I realized that I was in love with The Mexican was watching him play with this little girl one day on campus. Completely did me in.
And now back to being bitter…
I HATE when a man ignores me. Anyone, really, but especially a man. Like, seriously? I KNOW you heard me nigga. I’m LOUD. lol If you don’t wanna answer me then say that, but at least acknowledge that I just addressed you. That is just a horrible way to avoid a convo you dont wanna have. It IS however, a good way to get La to go from 0 to 100 in under 3.782 seconds.
Next interview please!