Well my mom and sis are FINALLY here. They made it and I was all types of excited! I picked them up from the airport on Friday. My friend volunteered to pick them up with his friends car, so I was on it. I was so excited to see them. When they got here, all I saw was Tiff's light bright sweater and HOT PINK shades, and brown uggs. She looked real cute, but like a city girl. My mom was chill with some Nike boings and jeans. We rode back to my town, and kicked it in the house for a bit. I didnt have any food in the crib, so we went to the supermarket (Kauflands). Kauflands is like a Pathmark. They have everything: food, furniture, toys, alcohol, appliances, houseware items, EVERYTHING. We get to the checkout and we got so much stuff that I needed a big grocery bag and you have to pay like 30 cents for the bag. So Tiff asks if I had to pay for it and I said yes. As the lady is scanning the stuff, my mom and I are putting them in the bag. So we get outside and we talkin bout Kauflands and Tiff says thats stupid that you have to pay for the bag. I said it was really cheap tho and she rebuttles with "well if you have to pay for the bag, atleast they could pack it for you" She is such a lazy American.....lol They didnt bring a lot of stuff, but Poppa sent me some goodies with them. Cookies, kool-aid, crackers, sunflower seeds. I was in sheer bliss! I made a nice salad and bought a chicken and we had that for dinner. My mom was all on the salad like it was the best thing since sliced bread. I almost thought I saw her licking the damn plate she kept sayin how good it was. It had mushrooms, tomoatoes, cheese, and eggs. It was bangin tho.....
I had a diversity training to go to for the PC sat so I had to get up early and go to Sofia. They were really jet-lagged and slept from like 8 at night fri til like 3 in the afternoon sat. I got back home as soon as the training was over and was there about 6:20. I told them to get ready so we could go out for dinner. We went to this really cute pizza place in town. But first my mom wanted to call her BF to let him know they got here ok. So we walkin down the street, you know regularly. So all of a sudden some idiots who are across the street start shouting MOZAMBIQUE at us. They were very loud and were sitting and standoin outside on the corner at this small cafe place, drinking. Now I dont think I look african, but maybe Im wrong. So I yell at them, I am from America, and they start yellin louder and one guy starts making obscene getures. He started humpin the air and doin some other stupid shit. Then I heard some fucks and other stuff that I thought was complelely rude and unnecessary. I was downright embarrassed that my mom and sis had to hear this also. My mom was actin like a true New Yorker and threw up her middle finger in their direction. I got so damn upset that I didnt want to eat anything when we got to the restaurant.
And this is the bullshit that gets me angry. I warned them earlier that a lot of people were gonna stare at them, but rude remarks and obscene gestures? I was hopin nothin like that happened and I was skeptical about going to the center of the town where we were just for this reason. Why should I not have the freedom to walk where I please without fear that someone is gonna say something stupid to me? Its makin me mad just thinkin bout it now....
We were on our way back home and I didnt want to pass those assholes again. We just so happened to run into some people I knew and we decided to get a quick drink at this one place. We got some wine and I did pretty well translating between them and my mom . She kept sayin how proud of me she was and how she was happy to be here in BG. she took pics and after a while she looked kinda out of it so we left. Im sure it was due to the fact she kept suckin down glasses of wine like it was water. On the way home she started throwin up and I was so embarrasses when we got out the car and there was a lil bit of throwup residue on the cab seat. eeeewwwww
She went to bed when we got in the house, but then was feelin sick so she kept gettin up.
Today was pretty cool. We all slept late and made out calls to the states in the afternoon. We hit up the supermarket again, and went to the internet place after.
Mozambique.....Fuckin foolishness!
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Friday, April 10, 2009
Hey there....
Well its about damn time you became a follower of my blog MERE! Lets everyone welcome her to the Lady Sha Sha experience!
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Wednesday, April 8, 2009
Just a side thought....
If one more damn person shouts Obama at me and does that fist pump I might consider hurtin myself. I know they think its cool to see a black person, and I know they want to be down with me/us. But it really gets tiring when people ask where I am from, and when I say NY, they go ape on me. I was in a thrift shop in Milan and tried on this cute jacket. The shop attendant, who was rude as hell said when we first came in, "oh you must be British" I dont know how she thought that, but I said no, we are from the states, NY. She immediately starts shouting Obama, but it sounded like she was tryna be condescending. Then when I asked how much the jacket cost, she said 120, and I said "Euros?!" And so she goes on this tirade, "yeah, what you think" And I wanted to slap her, but I just walked out the store.
We had lunch one day at some cute lil place, and the owner comes to the table and asks where we are from. We saw NY and he says Obama. So we play along and start saying it too. Then Ferg asks him about Bush, and homeboy takes his thumb and moves it from one side of his neck to the other (like he was cutting his own throat) then spits on the ground. I was like damn! I didnt know so many people were up on the political scene like that. But it seemed that even if most people didnt speak ENG (which was like most of the Italian population in Milan) they knew the name Obama. AND the pres was in London at the time. I heard the Bulgarians invited him to come over here and holla. Im holdin my breathe for that one!
I noticed too in Milan and Paris that there werent a lot of fat people. Altho there were a gazillion McDonalds everywhere, and on one street there were 2, I just didnt see many fat people, which surprised me. The Parisian men looked real good too. But they all looked the same. Blazer, shirt, EXTRA tight pants and leather shoes. There was no difference between any of them. There were also a whole bunch of different people in Paris which I liked. There were a gazillion Africans, asians, and other americans. I didnt feel like people were staring at me cuz I was black or cuz I stood out in the crowd (they were obviously starin cuz on the shit...hahaha). In Milan people could tell we were different and I think they looked at us for that reason. I looked fresh to death everyday, and Im cute. In the trains we spoke in ENG and a lot of people were lookin at us kinda weird. But there were a whole bunch of africans and asians there too, so I didnt feel like it was a Black thing, as much as it was a tourist thing.
Oh, and in Milan, customer service was HORRIBLE. We would go in a store and nobody would say anything to us. We would walk to the counter, and folks wouldnt even address us unless we said something. And I guess thats the difference between capitalist places. Cuz in the states, you go anywhere and they READY to take your money. They try to be helpful even if its fake cuz they want them dollars. But in Milan, they could give 2 shits. We went to a coffee place to get something to drink. Folks were just standin around eating croissants and the lady behind the counter saw us come in and didnt say word to us. We didnt know where the line started or ended, and gave up after a few minutes.
But it wasnt BG, so by default it was awesome....hahahaha
We had lunch one day at some cute lil place, and the owner comes to the table and asks where we are from. We saw NY and he says Obama. So we play along and start saying it too. Then Ferg asks him about Bush, and homeboy takes his thumb and moves it from one side of his neck to the other (like he was cutting his own throat) then spits on the ground. I was like damn! I didnt know so many people were up on the political scene like that. But it seemed that even if most people didnt speak ENG (which was like most of the Italian population in Milan) they knew the name Obama. AND the pres was in London at the time. I heard the Bulgarians invited him to come over here and holla. Im holdin my breathe for that one!
I noticed too in Milan and Paris that there werent a lot of fat people. Altho there were a gazillion McDonalds everywhere, and on one street there were 2, I just didnt see many fat people, which surprised me. The Parisian men looked real good too. But they all looked the same. Blazer, shirt, EXTRA tight pants and leather shoes. There was no difference between any of them. There were also a whole bunch of different people in Paris which I liked. There were a gazillion Africans, asians, and other americans. I didnt feel like people were staring at me cuz I was black or cuz I stood out in the crowd (they were obviously starin cuz on the shit...hahaha). In Milan people could tell we were different and I think they looked at us for that reason. I looked fresh to death everyday, and Im cute. In the trains we spoke in ENG and a lot of people were lookin at us kinda weird. But there were a whole bunch of africans and asians there too, so I didnt feel like it was a Black thing, as much as it was a tourist thing.
Oh, and in Milan, customer service was HORRIBLE. We would go in a store and nobody would say anything to us. We would walk to the counter, and folks wouldnt even address us unless we said something. And I guess thats the difference between capitalist places. Cuz in the states, you go anywhere and they READY to take your money. They try to be helpful even if its fake cuz they want them dollars. But in Milan, they could give 2 shits. We went to a coffee place to get something to drink. Folks were just standin around eating croissants and the lady behind the counter saw us come in and didnt say word to us. We didnt know where the line started or ended, and gave up after a few minutes.
But it wasnt BG, so by default it was awesome....hahahaha
Memorable Quotes
Quick Recap: Are you all familiar with the term "Muffin top"? Well its when a girl wears really tight pants, and her back fat hangs over her pants line, lookin like the top of a muffin.
Ok, so while we were in Italy, Ferg asked why all the Italian chicks looks so fat, but had mad tight jeans on. I said I dont know, but the girls in BG do that all the time, and they all look like Muffin Tops. Of course she was clueless as to what this meant, so I explained it to her. Fast forward to a day later when I put on a pair of jeans that were in the suitcase big sis sent me. They were kinda tight, as I have gained a few pounds, and Ferg jokingly says, "You better be carfeul, you turnin into a MUFFIN!" She starts laughing hysterically, but I didnt get it. Then I caught on to the fact that she was tryna say I looked like a muffin top, but she fucked that joke up! Parents, they just dont understand......Moving along
I said to Ferg that when I got back to the states, I was thinkin of living somewhere like Philly or outside the city. She tunred her face up. so I said well I dont have to live in Philly, but maybe somewhere like Queens or BK. She goes, "Queens is for suckers, and all the losers live in BK."
Damn, maybe Manhattan IS the pinnacle of the world.....
Ok, so while we were in Italy, Ferg asked why all the Italian chicks looks so fat, but had mad tight jeans on. I said I dont know, but the girls in BG do that all the time, and they all look like Muffin Tops. Of course she was clueless as to what this meant, so I explained it to her. Fast forward to a day later when I put on a pair of jeans that were in the suitcase big sis sent me. They were kinda tight, as I have gained a few pounds, and Ferg jokingly says, "You better be carfeul, you turnin into a MUFFIN!" She starts laughing hysterically, but I didnt get it. Then I caught on to the fact that she was tryna say I looked like a muffin top, but she fucked that joke up! Parents, they just dont understand......Moving along
I said to Ferg that when I got back to the states, I was thinkin of living somewhere like Philly or outside the city. She tunred her face up. so I said well I dont have to live in Philly, but maybe somewhere like Queens or BK. She goes, "Queens is for suckers, and all the losers live in BK."
Damn, maybe Manhattan IS the pinnacle of the world.....
Eiffel Tower
More pics to come.....But in the mean time, you can bask in the glory and greatness that is Lady Sha Sha!Autographs upon request!
I love my Jojo
Well well well, look at what my lil Jojo sent me! You can only imagine my surprise when I got this package today. I knew she sent me something, but all this, this is amazing! I had to lug this big ole box all the way from the post office to my apt, but I sure was glad I did it. In the pic: Doritoes, Goldfish, M&M peanut butter, OREO's, TRIX cereal, GRAPE JELLY, and Kool-Aid (I see someone has been reading my blog and checkin my wish-list!). But wait, it gets better, what I didnt take a pic of was a jar of peanut butter, another box of cereal, a box of tea, and tomato sauce. Girl, you know you my homey for real!!! That package was greatly appreciated, and know that if the shoe was on the other foot, I would have sent you a great care package as well. And THIS is why, Jojo is definately THE QUEEN! Poppa, now all you have to worry about is my laptop, and/or some BLING! hahahahahaIm so spoiled......*kisses*
Italy
Itlay was pretty ok. Paris reminded me so much of NY. The streets were all crowded with cafes and people walkin quickly. Most people had a lil fashion edge to them, and it really had a nice BIG city feel to me. But Italy was just ok. The streets were really clean, and the buildings looks so beautiful. They were made out of nice marble, and looked very old. They had a Victorian or 18th Cent feel to them. A lot of the buildings had balconies with pretty flowers growing around them, and healthy green vines. I barely saw garbage on the street. The people all looked so quaint with their LV bags. We rode the train mostly everywhere, and the people looked quite ordinary. I guess you could say it had a city feel to it also, but the areas we were in also felt very touristy.
After a quick power nap when we finally go to the hotel, we went out to shop. I was so excited to get so many new things from back home that I took a shower and put on my new kicks and jeans. My sis sent me the sneaks that poppa bought me just b4 I left, some fresh arimax 95s. It was rainin the first day we arrived, so we didnt get much done. I went to the Guess store and was so excited cuz Ferg had a Guess gift card. But OF COURSE, they didnt have any pumps in my size (damn europeans). I was sorely disappointed. We checked out some other shops, but I didnt get anything. I was lookin for some kicks for Poppa, but I didnt see anything good. I snapped a few pics, then we bounced.
Back to the hotel. We stopped at the bar and met this nice couple. We got to talkin and laughin, and drinkin. They said we should go see the Last Supper, painted by Da Vinci. So the next day we put that on the agenda. But when we got to the church after this awesome lunch, they told us the tours were all booked and we couldnt see it. It was better to come in the morn so we planned to come back at 8 AM the next day. From there we walked around and saw some castle that was in walkin distance, an arena, and some other old buildings. The weather was really nice, so we walked through the park and ate ice cream. It was so calm and quite. Later we went to some area where a lot of the buildings were designed by Da Vinci. It was in a really nice area that had shops, and restaurants all lined down almost every street we went down. There were also those small narrow strips of water sandwiched between walkways, like you see in those movies when people are in Venice in gondolas. We went to this one place for dinner and I got a Vanil Cosmo. It was a cosmo with vanilla vidka, and that joint was f*ckin AMAZING. Best drink I ever had!
Back to the hotel where we watched Quantum of Solace b4 bed. It was HORRIBLE!
We got up the next morn to see the Last Supper. We got there extra early and it was amazing. Its painted on a wall which surprised me cuz I always thought it was a painting. I wish I got a pic, but of course the fake rent-a-cop security guards kept screamin "No pictures" I tried to sneak one but they wasnt havin it! After that we met up with a friend of Fergs for lunch then went shopping. I was really upset cuz we hadnt seen a damn Zara or H&M by this time. I was lookin for a cute black bomber and wouldnt have been content with my LIFE had I not gotten one. But as luck would have it, we went to this one place and I got my damn bomber, a dress (thank goodness) and a cute shirt.
I almost feel bad cuz I didnt get anyone any souvenirs. There was really no place that I saw that had any of those cheap magnets, or lil shot glasses. I was hopin to stock up on that type of stuff at the airport, but all they had was Gucci this, and LV that. The trip went by pretty quickly, but I had a great time, hangin with Ferg and not bein around my students.
After a quick power nap when we finally go to the hotel, we went out to shop. I was so excited to get so many new things from back home that I took a shower and put on my new kicks and jeans. My sis sent me the sneaks that poppa bought me just b4 I left, some fresh arimax 95s. It was rainin the first day we arrived, so we didnt get much done. I went to the Guess store and was so excited cuz Ferg had a Guess gift card. But OF COURSE, they didnt have any pumps in my size (damn europeans). I was sorely disappointed. We checked out some other shops, but I didnt get anything. I was lookin for some kicks for Poppa, but I didnt see anything good. I snapped a few pics, then we bounced.
Back to the hotel. We stopped at the bar and met this nice couple. We got to talkin and laughin, and drinkin. They said we should go see the Last Supper, painted by Da Vinci. So the next day we put that on the agenda. But when we got to the church after this awesome lunch, they told us the tours were all booked and we couldnt see it. It was better to come in the morn so we planned to come back at 8 AM the next day. From there we walked around and saw some castle that was in walkin distance, an arena, and some other old buildings. The weather was really nice, so we walked through the park and ate ice cream. It was so calm and quite. Later we went to some area where a lot of the buildings were designed by Da Vinci. It was in a really nice area that had shops, and restaurants all lined down almost every street we went down. There were also those small narrow strips of water sandwiched between walkways, like you see in those movies when people are in Venice in gondolas. We went to this one place for dinner and I got a Vanil Cosmo. It was a cosmo with vanilla vidka, and that joint was f*ckin AMAZING. Best drink I ever had!
Back to the hotel where we watched Quantum of Solace b4 bed. It was HORRIBLE!
We got up the next morn to see the Last Supper. We got there extra early and it was amazing. Its painted on a wall which surprised me cuz I always thought it was a painting. I wish I got a pic, but of course the fake rent-a-cop security guards kept screamin "No pictures" I tried to sneak one but they wasnt havin it! After that we met up with a friend of Fergs for lunch then went shopping. I was really upset cuz we hadnt seen a damn Zara or H&M by this time. I was lookin for a cute black bomber and wouldnt have been content with my LIFE had I not gotten one. But as luck would have it, we went to this one place and I got my damn bomber, a dress (thank goodness) and a cute shirt.
I almost feel bad cuz I didnt get anyone any souvenirs. There was really no place that I saw that had any of those cheap magnets, or lil shot glasses. I was hopin to stock up on that type of stuff at the airport, but all they had was Gucci this, and LV that. The trip went by pretty quickly, but I had a great time, hangin with Ferg and not bein around my students.
Miscellaneous Pics
So there are a few pics that didnt really make the slideshow, cuz I wanted to caption them:
We peeped some guy pissing in the bushes. Ferg told me to snap the pic, and it was weird, cuz when I zoomed in, I could see his lil weewee. I kept wondering, with all the restrooms located just a few feet away, why in the world would he go behind the bushes. Laziness!!!
Big Pimpin right there. When we checked into the hotel, this message was on the TV!
Right behind the Eiffel Tower, there is a bathroom that we stopped into. This was just outside the bathroom, and I thought it was funny!
Yeah thats right,Parisians are always swagga jackin us!
Saw this outside of a school.....
We peeped some guy pissing in the bushes. Ferg told me to snap the pic, and it was weird, cuz when I zoomed in, I could see his lil weewee. I kept wondering, with all the restrooms located just a few feet away, why in the world would he go behind the bushes. Laziness!!!
Big Pimpin right there. When we checked into the hotel, this message was on the TV!
Right behind the Eiffel Tower, there is a bathroom that we stopped into. This was just outside the bathroom, and I thought it was funny!
Yeah thats right,Parisians are always swagga jackin us!
Saw this outside of a school.....
Paris
I met up with Ferg in Paris on Wed. I almost missed the flight cuz I thought I was flyin out on Thur. My flight was at 6:55 AM, so I went to Sofia Tues. night and hung out with G til about 3 AM. We went to see Slumdog Millionaire and we got some grub. Then we went to an internet cafe for a while. I finally spoke to my big and lil sis, and Poppa. Things are not goin so well back at home, but there really is nothin I can do all the way from here. Poppa had somewhere to go and couldnt really talk, and that kinda made me upset, but I got over it!
I waited in the airport for a few hours for my flight. I read a book, combed my hair, went to the bathroom like 8 times. You know, things to pass the time. My flight was only 2 hours, and by about 9, Ferg and I were huggin each other tightly and I had a big smile on my face. My sis packed a suitcase full of shoes and clothes for me a while back, and when Ferg was supposed to come for X-mas she was gonna bring it to me, but she didnt come. But she brought it this time, and to my surprise, there were 7 pairs of pumps and a pair of sneakers, a few pairs of jeans, shirts, dresses, my Fendi bag, Gucci bag, and new Coach bag I bought b4 I came but never wore. I was so f*ckin happy to see all the stuff. It was like X-mas for me!
We took the train so we could meet up with her friend for lunch. We had Italian food and after that we went sightseeing. We of course went to see the Eiffel Tower which was amazing. The line was dumb long so we didnt get to go up, but I snapped a lot of picks. We went to see some other statue thing nearby, walked around a bit in search of shops, then got some grub. We went to this small bar type place and got burgers. They were interesting cuz the burger came with only the bottom bun and an egg on top. It was really good tho. We got the night train to Milan and arrived Thurs morn about 7 AM.
I waited in the airport for a few hours for my flight. I read a book, combed my hair, went to the bathroom like 8 times. You know, things to pass the time. My flight was only 2 hours, and by about 9, Ferg and I were huggin each other tightly and I had a big smile on my face. My sis packed a suitcase full of shoes and clothes for me a while back, and when Ferg was supposed to come for X-mas she was gonna bring it to me, but she didnt come. But she brought it this time, and to my surprise, there were 7 pairs of pumps and a pair of sneakers, a few pairs of jeans, shirts, dresses, my Fendi bag, Gucci bag, and new Coach bag I bought b4 I came but never wore. I was so f*ckin happy to see all the stuff. It was like X-mas for me!
We took the train so we could meet up with her friend for lunch. We had Italian food and after that we went sightseeing. We of course went to see the Eiffel Tower which was amazing. The line was dumb long so we didnt get to go up, but I snapped a lot of picks. We went to see some other statue thing nearby, walked around a bit in search of shops, then got some grub. We went to this small bar type place and got burgers. They were interesting cuz the burger came with only the bottom bun and an egg on top. It was really good tho. We got the night train to Milan and arrived Thurs morn about 7 AM.
The Pussy Cat Dolls feat. Nicole Sch.....
Well aint this some BS if I ever seen it! I got back from my Italy trip (Ill write about that later) and as usual, Im chillin in bed, watchin music videos. Apparently the Pussycat Dolls have a new video/song out called "Jai Ho" Some Indian sounded joint. Its kinda cute, and in the vid Nicole looks damn near Indian. But what I am concerned about is that fact that when they list the name of the music vid when it first begins to play, you know with the artist, and their label, it looks a lil something like this:
Jai Ho
A. Rahman and the Pussycat Dolls Feat. Nicole Sch.. (whatever her name is...)
Doll Dominination
When in the hell did Nicole go solo? Why in the hell is it the PCD FEAT. Nicole?
This is what my BEEF is with these damn girl and boy groups. They have a lead singer who by all means, can sing really well, but arent they in a group? What the hell are the other members in the group there for if they not singing? We have seen this time and again with plenty of "groups" i.e Destiny's Child. We all know they should have been called Beyonce and them, cuz she sang the most, did all the vocals, and in the videos, she was the center of attention. SHE was the GROUP! Then there was NSYNC. The other members sang a few words, but we all know Justin and that other guy were the main dudes. And look were Justin is now, in the spotlight while the others are where....? Not that anyone really cares where they are tho.....
I just think this is major BS. Nicole has been the star of the group for a while now, and the others are there to just look good and dance. Damn shame. I keep wonderin tho, if I could sing, and I were in a group where one person was gettin all the shine, would I stay in the group cuz I was gettin paid the same.....
Hell no, cuz I need to be the center of attention............I wonder if the other PCD can even sing at all?
Jai Ho
A. Rahman and the Pussycat Dolls Feat. Nicole Sch.. (whatever her name is...)
Doll Dominination
When in the hell did Nicole go solo? Why in the hell is it the PCD FEAT. Nicole?
This is what my BEEF is with these damn girl and boy groups. They have a lead singer who by all means, can sing really well, but arent they in a group? What the hell are the other members in the group there for if they not singing? We have seen this time and again with plenty of "groups" i.e Destiny's Child. We all know they should have been called Beyonce and them, cuz she sang the most, did all the vocals, and in the videos, she was the center of attention. SHE was the GROUP! Then there was NSYNC. The other members sang a few words, but we all know Justin and that other guy were the main dudes. And look were Justin is now, in the spotlight while the others are where....? Not that anyone really cares where they are tho.....
I just think this is major BS. Nicole has been the star of the group for a while now, and the others are there to just look good and dance. Damn shame. I keep wonderin tho, if I could sing, and I were in a group where one person was gettin all the shine, would I stay in the group cuz I was gettin paid the same.....
Hell no, cuz I need to be the center of attention............I wonder if the other PCD can even sing at all?
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