<?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-22838170</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:10:48.665-07:00</updated><category term='week'/><category term='Dating'/><category term='Perfect Stranger - Trailer'/><category term='Whew...'/><category term='BLAH'/><category term='Beyonce'/><category term='Weekend'/><category term='Neyo'/><category term='Ciara'/><category term='Cool Finds'/><category term='Break Up'/><category term='Black Hair Documentary'/><category term='Hilary Duff'/><category term='ANTM'/><category term='You Tube'/><category term='Body Body Body'/><category term='Bla Weekend'/><category term='Pussy Cat Dolls'/><category term='Tyrese'/><category term='Should I Be Scared?'/><category term='Swimsuits'/><category term='Post Secret'/><category term='Trey Songz'/><category term='Crime Mob Ft. Lil Scrappy'/><category term='Some Funny Reason'/><category term='Todays My Birthday'/><category term='Huey'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Bday Weekend'/><category term='Makeup'/><category term='Tank'/><category term='Bored'/><category term='Cherry&apos;s BDay'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>Kiss And Tell</title><subtitle type='html'>Everyone Has A Secret</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-1593327957206319706</id><published>2007-04-26T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T08:54:55.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://a164.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/29/l_949e4087faddd2bfaec8aae51d3722ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://a164.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/29/l_949e4087faddd2bfaec8aae51d3722ab.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm going to&lt;strong&gt; LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; on Friday for the Lebron James Pivate Red Party. At first I was going to do it all up and wear my freakum dress or some shorts, but it is cold as I don't know what oustide so I think I will just go caual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me and Aries have been looking around at some vacation packeges. My friend Sean went to the &lt;a href="http://www.jamaicajumpoff.com/"&gt;Jamaican Jump Off &lt;/a&gt;last year. He had alot of fun. I don't know if I really want to go. It looks like a lot of fun, but hey you only live once so why not. If any of you guys ever been let me know whats up?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-1593327957206319706?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/1593327957206319706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=1593327957206319706&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/1593327957206319706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/1593327957206319706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-going-to-love-on-friday-for-lebron.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-8356477358857214970</id><published>2007-04-26T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T09:51:42.063-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dating'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://smartatlove.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/unhookedcouple_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://smartatlove.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/unhookedcouple_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c13/howsy/colingonglimiamivice.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I have been talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to my good friend Cherry about dating and men. She is going throught some stuff with this guy that she has been dating. So I have been looking around at some site about dating mistakes that women make. I found this article that explained some mistakes very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When women first begin dating a new man they tend to make mistakes that will eventually cause the relationship to end. These mistakes can easily be avoided if women will take the time and make the effort to avoid them. Here are 5 mistakes that women make when dating a man:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Not telling the man your likes and dislikes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; – People only know what we communicate to them. If you are a vegetarian and you tell him you love to barbeque steaks every night this will finally become a problem. Tell him about yourself so that he can get to know the real you. If you continue to do things you don’t like or enjoy you will soon resent him for not reading your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Changing your life completely for him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; – Do not change or cancel plans that you have already made with other people. It is nice to show a man that you are interested and want to spend lots of time with him, but if you drop everything and everyone to only be with him he will get nervous and back away from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Believing that he will change over time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; – Adults do not change too much as they get older. If your man is habitually late he will probably continue to do it. If he is a smoker he will probably smoke for as long as you know him. If he has too many things that you would like for him to change, perhaps you just need to change to another man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Not believing what he says&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; – People tell us who they are. Women are notorious for thinking that men are saying one thing and mean another. That’s us. Women do that but men usually don not. If your man tells you he doesn’t like the beach don’t keep talking about taking a trip to Hawaii. By believing what he says you show him that you are intelligent and trusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Making excuses for his behavior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; – There is no excuse for bad behavior. If he drinks too much and belittles you do not make excuses for him. If he is unkind to you and says it is because he had a bad day at work do not make excuses for him. If you make plans to go out with another couple and he cancels at the last minute because he had something more important to do, don’t make excuses for him. You get it now. Don’t make excuses for his bad behavior. That is who he is and you need to find someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staying in a relationship with someone that you are not honest with, who you will cancel all of your plans for, who you expect to change at some future point in time, who you think is just saying one thing when he really means another, who has bad behavior that you keep excusing – is not a good idea. Get out of the relationship now before you feel terrible about yourself, become very unhappy, and begin to blame him for all of your problems. There are many wonderful men out there who are looking for wonderful women. Also, just because one man is not a good partner for you does not mean that they will not be good with someone else. Life is too short to be with someone we are incompatible with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connie Ragen Green is a motivational writer, speaker, and mentor. To find out how to make dating fun and enjoy your relationships more visit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.SexandtheSevenYearItch.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;her site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Article Source: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://EzineArticles.com/?expert=Connie_Ragen_Green"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;link&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/22838170-8356477358857214970?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/8356477358857214970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=8356477358857214970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/8356477358857214970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/8356477358857214970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-have-been-talking-to-my-good-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-854072548096387798</id><published>2007-04-26T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T08:14:37.153-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.theinsurancepolicy.com/uploads/Florida_Coast_Sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.theinsurancepolicy.com/uploads/Florida_Coast_Sunset.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This past weekend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I hung out with "The Cop Dude" and James. I saw "The Cop Dude" at his house on Friday and had a few drinks. He gave me a massage and then I feel asleep. The next morning I was throwing up like crazy. I just had two drinks. I don't know what the heck was going on. He made me a drink that had Grey Goose and Orange Juice in it. I was gone off of the first half of the drink. All in all I don't think I’m going to put anymore energy in to him. He has been slacking on his duties. Besides i don't really think he is into me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;, I went to James football game and then to the movies. We saw the movie "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vacancy&lt;/strong&gt;".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I tell you James has really been pushing up on me like I’m his girl. After that lil fallout we had has really did a 180. We went out b4, but now we are hanging out a lot more and around his friends and stuff. I still don't think we would ever be in a relationship, but it nice to act like we are. His ass is probably acting like this because he had a fallen out with some other girls. He says I’m his girl and that how he introduces me to people, but I’m not buying all of that smooth talk. One thing that is getting on my nerves is that every time we go out he always see's some one he knows. He never says oh this is Mimi. so that is really suspect to me. I’m like ok he's in a band, but come on. He's not a Rock Star or something...UGH... Anywho, I had a good time with him. He wants us to go to Florida for his birthday. This is a lil strange for me. I have never been out of town with my boyfriend or someone that I was talking too. I normally go with my friends or my travel buddy. This is all new for me, but we'll see if we go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-854072548096387798?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/854072548096387798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=854072548096387798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/854072548096387798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/854072548096387798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-past-weekend-i-hung-out-with-cop.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-4903783891805144415</id><published>2007-04-24T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T07:02:54.627-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://looney.goldenagecartoons.com/miscelooneyous/woohoologo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://looney.goldenagecartoons.com/miscelooneyous/woohoologo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IM BACK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s just say that my clinical was not all of that fun. My back was killing me and still is. I said I wouldn't do it fulltime, but I can't even imagine doing it PT. I’m like being on call or something is fine. Aries was having a great time getting blood. I was just so annoyed with the whole thing. The people that were so called training us had lil to no patience. I’m like HELLO? Aren’t you are suppose to be helping us. Anywho, I did what I was supposed to do and in the end got the short end of the stick. I had some hard patients and my teacher said if you can’t feel the vein then don’t stick the person. So that’s what I did. I’m like if I was the patient I wouldn't want someone fishing for a vein. Bump that. That is just mean. There is this one lady that works there who did that a lot. I guess she is like hey I got it so what. Aries was getting on my nerves, because she was drawing a lot of attention to me when I couldn't get a vein. I guess she really enjoyed drawing blood because she was jumping up to help stick left and right and do this and that. For me I can't do it. I just don't like it. So in the end I did about 230 patients. However, when I looked at my evaluation (even though I wasn't suppose to see it) it said Probably 210. They also said :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mimi needs to work on her technique and try harder patients".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was pissed... UGH... Aries got &lt;em&gt;excellent job!&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;she will be a wonderful Phlebotomist&lt;/em&gt;. I’m like big ups to her, but damn they really upped her stick count to probably 260-270. I’m like what the fuck?!?! They brought my count down and moved her count up... WOW... I couldn't believe it. I guess they could see that come 1pm my energy goes down and I have that whatever attitude. All and all I’m happy it over with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/22838170-4903783891805144415?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/4903783891805144415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=4903783891805144415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/4903783891805144415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/4903783891805144415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-back-lets-just-say-that-my-clinical.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-249584380978610993</id><published>2007-04-24T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T06:31:19.504-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilary Duff'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hilary Duff-With Love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="520" height="406"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/2YOVkgLDiiTnJ8deL"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/2YOVkgLDiiTnJ8deL" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="520" height="406" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x15yfb_hilary-duff-with-love-premiere"&gt;Hilary Duff - With Love Premiere&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/Mehidi"&gt;Mehidi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-249584380978610993?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/249584380978610993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=249584380978610993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/249584380978610993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/249584380978610993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/04/hilary-duff-with-love-hilary-duff-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-9165859798367000249</id><published>2007-04-13T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T06:39:10.754-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/Rh_-eAIjUxI/AAAAAAAAAEg/h5GwD8BH7KY/s1600-h/Phelbotomy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053037098318385938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/Rh_-eAIjUxI/AAAAAAAAAEg/h5GwD8BH7KY/s400/Phelbotomy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I have my clinical next week&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so I probably won’t be posting anything for a bit. I’m not really looking forward to it, but I can’t wait to get it over with. Wish me luck!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I’m doing a lil bit of shopping with my friend Cherry. I’m not buying anything. I’m just going for the ride. No spending money for me at least not for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t think that I’m going to do much of anything this weekend. The only thing that I have planed is to see the "Cop Dude" tonight and James on Saturday night. James wants me to go to his show that his GO-GO band is having. I can’t tell you when the last time I went to a GO-GO. It’s not really my type of music or crowd. There are normally a bunch of “Hood” dudes and a bunch of “Rollers” in there. James was like the reason that I’m going wasn’t to see them, but to see him. On the other hand I don’t want to look like the “flavor of the week”. I don’t know who he normally brings every week, but I don't want to look like oh this is some new chick or this is the chick he was talking about. Ugh... that kind of stuff gets on my nerves. You know like if he is one of those guys that always have a new girl with him every time you see them. Ugh... Anyway, so I said ok only because I haven’t seen him in a bit nor have I seen him play b4. I’m pretty sure it was either that or going to his football thing. It’s too cold out side to be doing all of that, so that why I’m going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to the "Cop Dude" last night. He went to the Tigger welcome back party. I started to go. Earlier that day my Sis called me and asked me if I wanted to go, but I was like hmmm....... it’s on a Thursday ....hmmm.... a work night........ Not a good idea. Plus my ass had class too so I really wasn't going anywhere. Anywho, so he calls me when he is leaving the club and tells me that he had a dream about me the other night. I’m like oh really? What was it about? He tells me that I told him that I was getting married and that after I said that he lost all interest in me. He then said that it really hurt him…. Rolling eyes…. Yea right!!!!. When he asked me that all of his friends that where in the car with him started cracking up laughing. He then says that’s not funny. So I’m like WTF? Is he playing or is he for real? Did he say "that’s not funny" to me saying ok you can laugh now it was a joke or to his friends like it wasn’t a joke. I asked him was he playing and he says no and ask me if I’m really about to get married. I told him no not that I know of. But 4 real 4 real knowing that if my Boyfriend was to papoose to me I would say yea and would be making plans the next day. So I sort of felt like he was just showing off and it was really getting on my nerves. by this time he drove over to "Ben's Chili Bowl" and was about to get out the car to get something to eat. He said he was going to call me latter but he didn’t. I ask him today about last night and how I felt like he was showing off. He said that he wasn't playing and that he really has a feeling that I was about to get married. He said his friends were laughing because the way he said it. To me he just sounds like he is not into me anymore and it trying to give and excuse. I’m like OK?... stuff like that you don’t ask around other people. I’m not going to stress my self out. I’m just going to have a free meal and movie from time to time. &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/22838170-9165859798367000249?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/9165859798367000249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=9165859798367000249&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/9165859798367000249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/9165859798367000249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-got-to-my-clinical-to-go-to-next-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/Rh_-eAIjUxI/AAAAAAAAAEg/h5GwD8BH7KY/s72-c/Phelbotomy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-911525389216056079</id><published>2007-04-12T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T12:33:44.966-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perfect Stranger - Trailer'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Perfect Stranger - Trailer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/6Irr1EeVY8WOw9aeE" width="520" height="292" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1atf0_perfect-stranger-trailer"&gt;Perfect Stranger - Trailer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This movie was HOT!! I loved it!!! Go see this movie on Friday!!!&lt;/strong&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/22838170-911525389216056079?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/911525389216056079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=911525389216056079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/911525389216056079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/911525389216056079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/04/perfect-stranger-trailer-perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-403065409987589905</id><published>2007-04-10T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T13:06:44.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I saw the "Cop Dude" last night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I haven’t really been talking about him too much. He is still a hard to figure out. it like most dudes you can see game off the break but i can't with him. I kind of pulled away from him for a bit. About 3 weeks ago I was suppose to see him after work. We where going to have an "Ikea date". Yea that kind of date may seem corny, but I thought that it was so cute that he wanted me to help him decorate his lil bachelor pad. He has a very nice apartment, but he doesn’t have 6 pillows, a feather bed or comforter. I'm like WHO THE HELL CAN SLEEP ON A BED THAT DOSEN'T HAVE A 6 PILLOWS AND A FEATHER BED!!! No I don't sleep on every single pillow on my bed and 3 of them may end up on the floor in the morning, but they make your bed look so plush and feel really comfy. Anyway, he didn't call me at all that day so I was like bump it. I’m not calling him anymore and I guess he is not that into me anymore. That really sucked because I really liked him. So after a few week of BS’n on him and being very unavailable he calls me to ask if he could stop by my house after work. We talked and now where’re suppose to see each other on Friday. But who knows. I’m like hey whatever. Sure he can take me out and spend some money on me. But I’m not that into him like I was b4. He has really got bumped down a few spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to see that new Hallie Berry movie "&lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/movies/perfectstranger/"&gt;Perfect Stranger &lt;/a&gt;" on Wednesday. I'm so excited. The movie looks like it is going to be really good. I use to be really on top of movies. I use to see 2 or ever 3 sneak premiers a week all for free. I don't think I will start back going to them like that again, but it nice to see it early. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-403065409987589905?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/403065409987589905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=403065409987589905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/403065409987589905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/403065409987589905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-saw-cop-dude-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-4772899843599771152</id><published>2007-04-10T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T06:54:16.642-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tyrese'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Tyrese-One &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/3a3fEl7jcu2Rv5AAW" width="520" height="413" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xsk0q_tyreseone"&gt;Tyrese-one &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/Knox_Arabic"&gt;Knox_Arabic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is an old vid, but I really like this song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-4772899843599771152?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/4772899843599771152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=4772899843599771152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/4772899843599771152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/4772899843599771152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/04/tyrese-one-tyrese-one-uploaded-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-4371511098622799264</id><published>2007-04-09T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T08:14:25.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/RhpYRUAXUEI/AAAAAAAAAEY/bjgN9AjPvbE/s1600-h/BadaBingNew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051446986500689986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/RhpYRUAXUEI/AAAAAAAAAEY/bjgN9AjPvbE/s400/BadaBingNew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This weekend I did what I expected to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I chilled in the house all weekend. The least that I did was some running around here and there on Saturday morning with my Brother and Sister. After that I chilled in the house and relaxed. Unfortunately, I didn’t seem to make it to the gym. I wasn't sure if my credit card folks took their last payment from my account. WHEW... I’m so happy this is my last payment you just don't know. I’m credit card DEPT FREE!!!! However, I do have my student, car, and personal loans to still pay. However, there interest is so low that it’s not going to kill me to pay like I have been doing. I’m telling you this is the last credit card I will ever have other than an American Express. I will probably try to get that next year or so before I go to Dominican Republic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the days are getting closer to the summer, I’m kind of looking forward to be “bada bing” again. I remember at the beginning of the year I said I wasn't going to wear fake hair or nails anymore. I’m thinking about doing it again just for the summer. My nails still haven’t grown out from the tips that I had last year. My nails grow so freaking slow. My hair color is so dark. I said I wasn’t going to dye my hair anymore, but I’m thinking about going honey blond again for the summer. My friend Cherry told me not to do it and to just let my hair grow like it’s been doing, put a rinse in it and get it done. My other friend Aries said to just dye the top and get a weave so I won’t be dyeing my whole head. I may just do that and keep my natural nails up with the French.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been monitoring my calories and fat intake for a while now. I try to eat between 800-1000 calories. I know people are going to think that it’s not enough calories for me to function throughout the day, but it’s enough for me. Lauren told me I need to eat more food to lose weight, but when I was working out and eating more food that I normally would I didn’t lose any weight. I just stayed the same. I’m just going to stick to what I know that works. &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/22838170-4371511098622799264?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/4371511098622799264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=4371511098622799264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/4371511098622799264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/4371511098622799264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-weekend-i-did-what-i-expected-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/RhpYRUAXUEI/AAAAAAAAAEY/bjgN9AjPvbE/s72-c/BadaBingNew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-4851323739105183908</id><published>2007-04-06T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T11:25:17.212-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trey Songz'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Trey Songz - Wonder Woman&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="525" height="384"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/7F2cfVzLI0UdsbzTD"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/7F2cfVzLI0UdsbzTD" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="525" height="384" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1n5bh_trey-songz-wonder-woman"&gt;Trey Songz - Wonder Woman&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/akhenaton38"&gt;akhenaton38&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-4851323739105183908?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/4851323739105183908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=4851323739105183908&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/4851323739105183908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/4851323739105183908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/04/trey-songz-wonder-woman-trey-songz.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-8315255246426633612</id><published>2007-04-06T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T11:11:18.537-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neyo'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;NEYO - BECAUSE OF YOU VIDEO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/3mqCLxJf5OetBaOZg" width="525" height="365" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1ja6m_neyo-because-of-you-vid-darmeth"&gt;Neyo - Because of you [vid] DaRmEtH&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/guans"&gt;guans&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-8315255246426633612?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/8315255246426633612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=8315255246426633612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/8315255246426633612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/8315255246426633612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/04/neyo-because-of-you-video-neyo-because.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-7407170748927908052</id><published>2007-04-05T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T06:05:46.819-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BLAH'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/RhZFpUAXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/96nulsh915U/s1600-h/blah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050300608189780018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/RhZFpUAXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/96nulsh915U/s400/blah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I haven't really felt like blogging lately. I’ve been in such a BLAH mood. I have soo much stuff going on right now. Plus I have been pretty busy this week. &lt;strong&gt;On Monday&lt;/strong&gt;, I went to the&lt;strong&gt; Cristina Aguilera&lt;/strong&gt; concert. Although, I’m not a big fan of her' s I really wanted to see the &lt;strong&gt;Pussy Cat Dolls&lt;/strong&gt;. They performance was great. Aries’ boyfriend had got her the tickets for her birthday. His aunt has a suite at the Verizon Center and she had an extra ticket for me so I tagged along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;, I went to the NIH and to Howard's Medical Library to try to do some research for my presentation that I have to do in my Phlebotomy class, but had no success. I tell you this teacher is killing me with this whole report thing. I can’t seem to find anything that would help me. My topic is “Tests performed in the pathology department”. We have to do a 10min presentation on our topic, but my topic would be and hour at the least. It’s just too many ways I could go with this subject. I talked to her after class last night about my topic that she gave me and she was surprised about my topic. She said it was so broad and changed it to something else. 6 more freaking days of this class. Man I can’t wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This weekend&lt;/strong&gt; I’m probably not going to do to much. I think I’m about to start back going to the gym. Me and my friend Cherry decided to go to this gym in her neighborhood that doesn't have a contract. You just pay out of pocket every 1, 3, 6, or12 months. I’m so ready to start back going. No Bally’s for me. I heard too many horror stories about them. As I was looking around at some nutrition and fitness sites I stumbled across this great site called http://sparkpeople.com. I absolutely love it!!! It’s is free to join and it sure beats writing all that stuff down in a notebook. Other than that I am going to H20 for lunch with Aries. The have the best Cesar Salad that I have ever tasted. So my weekend looks pretty blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&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/22838170-7407170748927908052?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/7407170748927908052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=7407170748927908052&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/7407170748927908052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/7407170748927908052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-havent-really-felt-like-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/RhZFpUAXUDI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/96nulsh915U/s72-c/blah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-1349578751615100272</id><published>2007-03-30T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T09:25:50.885-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post Secret'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/Rg06C5Gul2I/AAAAAAAAAEI/gL_8fcqn_vc/s1600-h/pb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/Rg06C5Gul2I/AAAAAAAAAEI/gL_8fcqn_vc/s400/pb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047754578715383650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I had to laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at this post. You know you do it too. I try not to hit up the vending machine, but I do from time to time when I get a craving for a snickers bar or when I’m just too hungry to wait until I get home. Sometime I get a something that I might not normally get only because I see it hanging by a thread from the slot that it's in. My ass knows I don’t like Milky Way, but I sure will put my .75 cents in it to get two of them... lol...&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/22838170-1349578751615100272?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/1349578751615100272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=1349578751615100272&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/1349578751615100272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/1349578751615100272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-had-to-laugh-at-this-post_30.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/Rg06C5Gul2I/AAAAAAAAAEI/gL_8fcqn_vc/s72-c/pb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-1339126307142169322</id><published>2007-03-30T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T11:26:46.914-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beyonce'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Beyonce-Suga Mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="525" height="399"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/35aaCJOXZcwpDb82Q"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/35aaCJOXZcwpDb82Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="525" height="399" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1kupk_suga-mama"&gt;Suga Mama&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/ch1c"&gt;ch1c&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-1339126307142169322?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/1339126307142169322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=1339126307142169322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/1339126307142169322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/1339126307142169322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/03/beyonce-suga-mama-suga-mama-uploaded-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-6634418402709632822</id><published>2007-03-30T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T11:26:11.397-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beyonce'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Beyonce-Freakum Dress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="525" height="435"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/5dK6pt77eEJb2b7x9"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/5dK6pt77eEJb2b7x9" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="525" height="435" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1kt6z_beyonce-freakum-dress"&gt;Beyonce - Freakum Dress&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/soulwalkin"&gt;soulwalkin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-6634418402709632822?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/6634418402709632822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=6634418402709632822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/6634418402709632822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/6634418402709632822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/03/beyonce-freakum-dress-beyonce-freakum.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-8385232142377880824</id><published>2007-03-29T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T09:52:02.417-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='School'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/Rgvuq5Gul1I/AAAAAAAAAD8/A6ZG22aKPEs/s1600-h/bldg_front3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/Rgvuq5Gul1I/AAAAAAAAAD8/A6ZG22aKPEs/s400/bldg_front3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047390228049729362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I have been thinking&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;about going back to school a lot sooner than what I planed on. I deferred my student loans until January 2008, but I think I’m going to go back this summer. I bounced around at enough colleges to end up right back where I started. They have the best option for me right now. I don't have the money to pay out of state and I don’t really feel like taking all my math classes over at University of Maryland so in just going to transfer my new credits back to UDC. I’m kind of looking forward to finishing up my Sociology degree. All I have to do is take 3 classes a semester and I will be done in a year and a half. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole phlebotomy thing was something to do PT, but the closer this class gets to the end the more and more I’m not really looking forward to doing it in the real world. I’m so sick of this class. I can't want to get it over with and to put in my request for a refund once I pass it. Knowing that I have a fat check waiting for me in the end is the only thing that is really keeping me motivated. I have my clinical from the 16th to the 20th and I’m not really looking forward to it. My friend Aries has really got the hang of it and I think she is going to do a great job at being a phlebotomist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-8385232142377880824?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/8385232142377880824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=8385232142377880824&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/8385232142377880824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/8385232142377880824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-have-been-thinking-about-going-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/Rgvuq5Gul1I/AAAAAAAAAD8/A6ZG22aKPEs/s72-c/bldg_front3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-6626940175945665113</id><published>2007-03-26T12:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T12:53:45.260-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tank'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Tank-Please Don't GO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/G1wsyZAoEoc" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-6626940175945665113?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/6626940175945665113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=6626940175945665113&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/6626940175945665113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/6626940175945665113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/03/tank-please-dont-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-9051521662884225570</id><published>2007-03-26T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T10:03:04.602-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cherry&apos;s BDay'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/Rgga-QweEjI/AAAAAAAAADs/5wKhaAqd9Jg/s1600-h/TI_The_Blue_Lizard02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046313039421116978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/Rgga-QweEjI/AAAAAAAAADs/5wKhaAqd9Jg/s400/TI_The_Blue_Lizard02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Friday&lt;/strong&gt; I didn't do too much. My friend Lauren called and asked if I had wanted to go with her to this tattoo place down on U ST. However, by the time she called me it was already 8:30pm and the place closes at 9:30pm so in the end we didn't go. I just went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; I slept most of the day. I finally got up around 6pm and started to get ready for H20. I finally got my outfit together and went to H2O around 9pm to get in line for the guest list. Cherry was celebrating her birthday that weekend so she really wanted to get fucked up. Her friend Nita was riding with her and they decided to get some &lt;a href="http://www.alize.com/"&gt;Alize&lt;/a&gt; b4 hand. They took a while to meet up with me so by the time they got there with my cup it was my turn to go in. They had to pay because nobody was going to let them in front of them to get to the front of the line where I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't eat anything since breakfast so I knew it would be easy for me to get tipsy. My friend had this drink called &lt;a href="http://www.drinksmixer.com/cat/358/"&gt;Blue Motorcycle &lt;/a&gt;the last time we went there. I had it before at this restaurant that me and the "Cop Dude" went to. It wasn't that strong to me, but she swore by it. So I decided to get it that night. OMG!!!! :O I was gone off of one, but I ended up getting two &lt;a href="http://www.drinksmixer.com/cat/358/"&gt;blue motorcycles&lt;/a&gt;. Cherry danced and had a good time up until her last drink. She was throwing up [img]http://emoticons4u.com/obscene/Red-Barf.gif[/img] by the end of the night. Once that happened we left and ended up going to my boyfriend house and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;, I didn't really do that much. I had a lil hangover and the "Cop Dude" stopped by. After that I chilled for the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-9051521662884225570?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/9051521662884225570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=9051521662884225570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/9051521662884225570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/9051521662884225570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/03/on-friday-i-didnt-do-too-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/Rgga-QweEjI/AAAAAAAAADs/5wKhaAqd9Jg/s72-c/TI_The_Blue_Lizard02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-1960916482559986462</id><published>2007-03-22T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T08:15:36.454-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='week'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/RgKPzAweEhI/AAAAAAAAADc/d-Wc7XEJpgE/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044752639147774482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/RgKPzAweEhI/AAAAAAAAADc/d-Wc7XEJpgE/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok I feel soooooo much better now!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Come to find out I had strep throat so I was really, really, really sick. I wonder where that came from because I haven't been kissing anyone or around sick people... hmmm... &lt;strong&gt;On Saturday,&lt;/strong&gt; I had went to &lt;a href="http://h2odc.com/"&gt;H2O&lt;/a&gt; and had an ok time beside seeing some folks that I didn't really want to see, but I did get my lil dance on. Also, I found a new drink get from now on. It was a mix of Remy Red and Belvidere. OMG it is really strong and nasty, but you don't have to buy that many. Yea I do buy my own drink at first. Bump that I’m not waiting around all night for someone to buy me one plus I like to get my dance on so I have to be a lil tipsy to do that...LOL... I'm so sad that I’m going to miss my boo bear &lt;a href="http://www.omariononline.com/"&gt;Omarion&lt;/a&gt; tonight at &lt;a href="http://www.lovetheclub.com/"&gt;LOVE&lt;/a&gt;. I have never been to Love on Thursdays nights because its college night and besides all of that I have to go to work on Friday. I have class tonight so I can't go anyway, but I’m sure going to miss him… Sigh… Sniff...Sniff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I saw the Cop Dude last night. We went to get his hair cut and after that we got pizza from &lt;a href="http://www.fairfaxledo.com/"&gt;Ledo's&lt;/a&gt;. When he was about to get his hair cut he wasn't all like you want to stay in the car or nothing like that. I thought that was cute. Most dude would be like &lt;em&gt;ummm... stay right here I will be right back.&lt;/em&gt; So after that we went back to his house and watched TV, ate pizza (which was not all that great &lt;a href="http://www.papajohns.com/"&gt;Papa Johns &lt;/a&gt;is the best!!!), and talked. I didn’t leave his house until 1 something, but I did finally get to meet his roommate. He was a cool guy. After that I left and went home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&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/22838170-1960916482559986462?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/1960916482559986462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=1960916482559986462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/1960916482559986462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/1960916482559986462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/03/ok-i-feel-soooooo-much-better-now-come.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/RgKPzAweEhI/AAAAAAAAADc/d-Wc7XEJpgE/s72-c/11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-4005432024454618911</id><published>2007-03-19T10:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T08:17:06.898-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I know I have been MIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for a bit. I have been under the weather for a bit and I have been pretty busy at work. I have been hanging out with the "Cop Dude" that I use to go to school with. He is really nice. So far so good. We went out a few times and he has stopped by my house on his way home after work a few times. He seems like he is really making an effort to take his time to get to know me. I haven’t had anyone ask me the type of questions that he has asked me in a long time. Most dudes that I have met don’t care about what my favorite color is or what my favorite flower is. He has a lot to bring to the table, but I’m still on that I DON'T KNOW ABOUT HIM TIP. He has a lot of the qualities that I like, but he not all that cute. Well he is ok, but he has a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://valdefierro.com/timest49.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;MICHAEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; from "Good Times" kind of nose. He has a really nice body. He used to run track so he has an athlete’s body. However, he is really hard to figure out. He is a laid back and a nonchalant kind of person like me. On Wednesday I stopped by his house after work and we cooked dinner together. He was joking around talking about that he can't really figure me out and I told him that I really can't figure him out either. So I asked him "what do you want from me, what are his intentions with me and what are you looking for? He responded I want to get to know you and see if I can take you serious. Just so happen the B.u.d.d.y. video came on so I asked him was he looking for a B.u.d.d.y and he said "No"... I was like hmmm.... I don't know.... I guess I’m just use to guys sweating me off the break, but he is not doing that. He is like yea I like you a lil and I think you’re cute, but we'll see..if we are still talking to each other? I’m like what? This is really different. He is always saying stuff like.... in due time... if we ever hook up and we'll see... like he is weighing his options about me. INTERESTING!!!! We'll see how it goes, but I do find myself likeing him more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Friday,&lt;/strong&gt; my Boyfriend had a heart to heart with me. He was like it not working out and that he is not happy. Of course I didn’t let him go, but I didn’t really fight it either. I told him it will get better once my class is over with. I have just been so sleepy and stuff. He said he felt that I would rather hang out with my friends then to see him. We have been dealing with each other on and off for 7 years so I sort of feel like we are an old married couple. He said that it doesn’t feel the same anymore and he doesn’t know if it is me or him. We are still together, but I don’t want to waste his or my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-4005432024454618911?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/4005432024454618911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=4005432024454618911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/4005432024454618911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/4005432024454618911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-know-i-have-been-mia-for-bit_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-6510942279783639664</id><published>2007-03-19T10:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T10:53:12.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fox Attacks Black America&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UY04gIruZ4E" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-6510942279783639664?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/6510942279783639664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=6510942279783639664&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/6510942279783639664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/6510942279783639664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/03/fox-attacks-black-america_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-4847403242619245694</id><published>2007-03-13T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T09:47:19.202-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pussy Cat Dolls'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wait a Minute&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2Txzryky_J8" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-4847403242619245694?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/4847403242619245694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=4847403242619245694&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/4847403242619245694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/4847403242619245694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/03/wait-minute.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-8352001478299591656</id><published>2007-03-06T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T05:58:41.795-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Friday&lt;/strong&gt; I went to this dumb ass Cabaret. It was awful. There was a bunch of ugly old folks in there. Plus I had to pay $25 bucks to get up in there. I was so sleepy and I still had a headache so I really was not in the mood to meet anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; I took some Tylenol Allergy and Sinus around 12pm and I was out for the count. I woke up around 3pm and ended up driving up to Rugged Warehouse and bought 2 pairs jeans. I love that store. They have the best prices. Anyway, after that I met up with Aries at PG Plaza mall where she was getting hair done at Regis. After, that I took her home and met up with my boyfriend. We where suppose to be going to Hogates in Rockville, but when we got there they had closed the kitchen so we went to Fridays. I got the Jack Daniel sampler and a loaded mashed potato. I barely ate it because I was soooooo drowsy from the allergy meds. I had a few bites and that was it. So I packed it up and forgot the darn thing on the table. I feel asleep in the car and I didn't remember it until I got home. I was so blown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; I broke down and saw TJ. We went to the movies to see the  movie Zodiac. It was awful. The movie was 2 ½ hours long, but felt more like 4 hours long. I’m like ok it was based on a true story so that was kind of freaky, but it wasn’t that entertaining. After that we hung out and talked. Well he mostly talked and talked and talked about MUSIC!!! Boy oh boy I could have sworn I already had this conversation with him before. I know that he really loves music and would give away all of his worldly possessions if he could still have his IPOD, but come on now... I get it. So I just let him talk and added my two cents in here and there. All I was thinking was that I was really sleepy, still have my headache that I been having all week and that I really needed to study for my phlebotomy test on Tuesday. She gave us the so called review and study guide on last Thursday which was weird. Normally when I get a study guide I get a sheet of paper saying this is what you need to study. Her ass was like "ok turn to page 21... study that page... now turn to page 32-33...study theses terms" I’m like WTF? I guess her way is a lil bit easier, but it was different. I love science and have taken many biology related classes thou out my high school and college life so cramming for this test didn't take any time at all. Plus her ass is going to give us time to study b4 the test. WOW! She must really want people to past her class with flying colors. Hey don't make me no difference because I know that I’m going to pass it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;However, on Monday&lt;/strong&gt; I went to the doctor for my normal check up and the phlebotomist that was taking my blood told me not to become a phlebotomist. I had went with my Sister and my she had told them that I was in a class for this and that she (my sis) is doing Radiology. The phlebotomist was like they don't pay that much, it is really dangerous and to do radiology because that’s where all the money is at. I told her that I was just going to do it PT and 4 real 4 real I may not ever end up doing it. She was like good because you shouldn't. I was like WOW... This lady is 4 real. Maybe I shouldn't do it, but it is too late to drop the class so I will finish it. I did try to get into the Radiology program b4 but the freaking director of that program kept making me take all of these classes over. That major was different because you had to have C's in all of your general studies classes. So I said bump it. It was taking too long for me to get done with school that’s why I changed my major to sociology. So anyway me and TJ worked out our differences and are still hanging out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-8352001478299591656?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/8352001478299591656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=8352001478299591656&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/8352001478299591656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/8352001478299591656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/03/on-friday-i-went-to-dumb-ass-cabaret.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-2728183772018967385</id><published>2007-03-06T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T06:13:34.652-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Huey'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Pop Lock and Drop It Video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YniDowiAHGE" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-2728183772018967385?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/2728183772018967385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=2728183772018967385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/2728183772018967385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/2728183772018967385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/03/pop-lock-and-drop-it-video.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-4319228897721460121</id><published>2007-03-06T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T06:11:06.926-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crime Mob Ft. Lil Scrappy'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Rock Your Hips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kxcV7LhEgRA" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-4319228897721460121?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/4319228897721460121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=4319228897721460121&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/4319228897721460121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/4319228897721460121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/03/rock-your-hips.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-3960316554953776143</id><published>2007-03-01T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T07:41:56.190-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beyonce'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Upgrade U&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pj9ewCvT-dk" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-3960316554953776143?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/3960316554953776143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=3960316554953776143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/3960316554953776143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/3960316554953776143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/03/upgrade-u.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-3803264487996596770</id><published>2007-02-28T05:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T07:57:58.625-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/ReWjIfrJLgI/AAAAAAAAADQ/7nOjbYPssto/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036611124620504578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/ReWjIfrJLgI/AAAAAAAAADQ/7nOjbYPssto/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This weekend was pretty fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I did end up going to&lt;strong&gt; LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; and I had a ball with my friends Laruen and Cherry. &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; was celebrating &lt;strong&gt;Mardi Grass&lt;/strong&gt; this Friday so they had beads and masks. It was nice. I didn't really make and effort to get sexy because it was really cold outside. I wore a black jacket, jeans and black boots. I thought I looked pretty blah, but it seems like ever time I wear that outfit I get a bunch of numbers. Anyway, I had about 2 1/2 drinks that night. I went to my favorite bartender who is very heavy handed to get my drinks so it was more like 5 drinks. The singer &lt;strong&gt;JOE&lt;/strong&gt; was performing that night. I’m not really a &lt;strong&gt;JOE&lt;/strong&gt; fan, but it was nice to be in the front row &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;to see a performance. I dance for some hours, got some numbers and left around 2:30am. There are normally cops out side the club patrolling the area and as I was walking to the car one of the cops stop to talk to me. He said that we went to school together and he graduated a year after me. I really don't remember him at all. I asked him what his name was and it still didn't ring a bell. However, when I said my name he said I know. I was like wow this is kind of strange. He must have been really paying attention to me back in High School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; I finally got the 4 tires for my car. After that I did some grocery shopping with Aries and called it a night. I didn’t see my old friend from High School because she was MIA. Her family has this business so she was doing that. I was kind of happy because I was pretty sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; I woke up to and awful surprise of snow. I had no idea it was going to snow. I don’t really watch the news so i had no idea. Funny thing was that I was about to spend the night over Aries house the night b4. I was like good thing I didn’t. That day I pretty much relaxed and did my hair. The Cop dude ended up calling me and said that he just drove down my street. I was like WHAT? No you didn't? His ass turned around and drove back up the street to show me that he did. That’s a bit strange. He kept asking me for my address, but I didn't tell him. I was like WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been talking to him on the phone for a few days, but I’m not to sure about him. He has a few strikes against him. I’m not sure if that’s the typical "cop thing" that they do or what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1st Freak Out: Drove down my street ( I guess to see where I lived and he kept asking me for my address, but I didn't tell him) on some stalker shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2nd Freak Out: Knew my first and last name and we weren't even in the same class. I’m 98 he was 99.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3rd Freak Out: Got his friend that works at my job to look me up in the address book here to find out my info.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I didn't really go into details about the last one. That just happened last night. He is bringing me lunch today, but he told me about that b4 he even asked to come up to my job. So I’m just going to meet him for lunch. I’m like, don't come to my job. My Sis asked me not to tell him her real name and I don’t' really blame her. She doesn’t think that its a good idea for me to talk to him, but am I overeating?&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/22838170-3803264487996596770?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/3803264487996596770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=3803264487996596770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/3803264487996596770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/3803264487996596770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-weekend-was-pretty-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/ReWjIfrJLgI/AAAAAAAAADQ/7nOjbYPssto/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-1980699623415785386</id><published>2007-02-27T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T11:55:53.530-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Black Hair Documentary'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Aron Ranen's Black Hair Documentary Part&lt;br /&gt;One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't seen it by now absolutely check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p96aaTSdrAE" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LWeLiXHcSyU"&gt;Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=azfEeDRvdlc"&gt;Part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m67P2kT7TzQ"&gt;Part 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PT-nX25UrsI"&gt;Update&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-1980699623415785386?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/1980699623415785386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=1980699623415785386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/1980699623415785386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/1980699623415785386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/02/aron-ranens-black-hair-documentary-part.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-1363415738212074063</id><published>2007-02-27T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T05:34:21.405-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Makeup'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/ReSDXPrJLfI/AAAAAAAAADE/Bn01xTIcmSY/s1600-h/bridalgrid2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036294718674775538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/ReSDXPrJLfI/AAAAAAAAADE/Bn01xTIcmSY/s320/bridalgrid2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My friend Lauren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; dose her eye makeup so nicely. I always seem to do it the same way all the time and use plain browns or pinks. I asked her how did she learn how to do her makeup and she told me that she pretty much looked in magazines and practiced. So I have been looking on the Internet trying to finds some ideas and came across &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=Formaldehydexbree"&gt;Formaldehydexbree&lt;/a&gt; on You Tube. I really like how she did her makeup, but I don't like the makeup on the bottom lid. Check her out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ipBShfJh0II"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ipBShfJh0II" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/ReR9YPrJLeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/cLGrJw469ZA/s1600-h/Eye%20shadow.3jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036288138784878050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/ReR9YPrJLeI/AAAAAAAAAC4/cLGrJw469ZA/s320/Eye%2520shadow.3jpg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Shape your eyebrows and apply eyeliner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Select your Triple Split eye shadow or your choice of three matching eye shadow shades. Using the lightest shade cover the entire eyelid, from lash line to brow. Use a large flat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.coloursandscents.co.nz/category/makeupbrushes.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;eye shadow brush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Eye makeup tip:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;The lighter shade applied to the brow bone will give the eyes and wide and open look. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Apply the medium shade on the lower lid from the lash line to the crease of your eye. Use a smaller &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.coloursandscents.co.nz/category/makeupbrushes.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;eye shadow brush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Use your darkest shade in the outer corners of the eyes, out to the crease. Intensify for a more dramatic night-time look. You can also use this shade as an eyeliner. Remember to blend the shades for a smooth overall effect. Again use a smaller eye shadow brush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; Apply &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.coloursandscents.co.nz/category/makeupeyes.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mascara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; sparingly for a sophisticated daytime look. Apply two coats for a more dramatic night-time look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;source:&lt;a href="http://www.coloursandscents.co.nz/category/howtoapplyeyemakeupchoosingandapplyingeyeshadow.php" target="_top"&gt;http://www.coloursandscents.co.nz/category/howtoapplyeyemakeupchoosingandapplyingeyeshadow.php&lt;/a&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/22838170-1363415738212074063?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/1363415738212074063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=1363415738212074063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/1363415738212074063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/1363415738212074063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-friend-lauren-dose-her-eye-makeup-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/ReSDXPrJLfI/AAAAAAAAADE/Bn01xTIcmSY/s72-c/bridalgrid2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-2312102190633554312</id><published>2007-02-23T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T08:52:46.837-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Swimsuits'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I’m looking around for some swimsuits because I plan on going to Florida in May. These are some of my top picks. Tell me which one you like the most or should I keep looking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-6a.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=288230376155954026&amp;amp;site=widget-6a.slide.com" width="400" height="375" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:600px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;tt=0&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=288230376155954026&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6a.slide.com/p1/288230376155954026/bb_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;tt=0&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=288230376155954026&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-6a.slide.com/p2/288230376155954026/bb_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/22838170-2312102190633554312?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/2312102190633554312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=2312102190633554312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/2312102190633554312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/2312102190633554312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-do-you-think-im-looking-around-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-314006557383541130</id><published>2007-02-23T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T09:11:37.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I took that IM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;of me and James convo off of here because it was getting on my nerves to see it on my page. I really wasn't serious about that "don't be like that" crap that at all. That’s what he uses to say to me whenever I got mad about something and that’s why I was saying it to him. Right about now I feel like that doing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wk1MnEzvnLk"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Audrey Hepburn Gap Comercial &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;. I really need a release. I'm going to &lt;a href="http://www.lovetheclub.com/"&gt;LOVE&lt;/a&gt; tonight to dance and drink my ass off. I’m going back to the good old days tonight. I’m going out with my friend Lauren tonight. I'm not going to get pissy drunk, but I may be hugging the wall tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been on myspace in a bit, but I was a bit curious to see if James had moved me down on his top list and sure nuff he did. I'm bumped down to like #10 or something from #3, but I don't care. However, I ended up getting a message from one of my good friends from High School. We lost touch because she went away to graduate school in Europe. Turns out her ass lives in Laurel, Maryland and that’s about 30 mins from me. It's been about 3 years since we last spoken to each other and we are going to hang out on Saturday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-314006557383541130?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/314006557383541130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=314006557383541130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/314006557383541130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/314006557383541130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-took-that-im-of-me-and-james-convo.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-122135675927601198</id><published>2007-02-23T06:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T07:05:36.698-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Finds'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-04.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=288230376155950596&amp;amp;site=widget-04.slide.com" width="400" height="375" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:700px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;tt=0&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=288230376155950596&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-04.slide.com/p1/288230376155950596/bb_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?ad=0&amp;amp;tt=0&amp;amp;sk=0&amp;amp;cy=bb&amp;amp;th=0&amp;amp;id=288230376155950596&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-04.slide.com/p2/288230376155950596/bb_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/22838170-122135675927601198?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/122135675927601198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=122135675927601198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/122135675927601198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/122135675927601198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-1856919001903093012</id><published>2007-02-22T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T06:12:48.240-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ciara'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like A Boy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6m-XMkDvpOs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6m-XMkDvpOs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/22838170-1856919001903093012?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/1856919001903093012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=1856919001903093012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/1856919001903093012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/1856919001903093012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/02/played-you-like-toy.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-431877171782724796</id><published>2007-02-21T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T09:21:03.652-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Whew...'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.snapvine.com/images/messagecall/affiliate/BreakupButler1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.snapvine.com/images/messagecall/affiliate/BreakupButler1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOY OH BOY!!! This weekend was not fun at all&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I normally leave at 4:00pm during the work week, but I came to work late last Thursday. I decided to stay a late after work &lt;strong&gt;on Friday&lt;/strong&gt; to make up the hour. Plus it was my coworkers last day so I want to talk to him for a bit. :-) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(if you are reading this I really need to see you so you can fix my computer...Thanks...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but anyway after work I was so ready to go. I packed up my stuff so I can walk out of here at exactly 4:45. I wasn't bs'n. I had my coat on, purse in one hand and the mouse in the other to log out for the day on the computer. I do so and began to speed walk over the ice and monds of snow to my car thinking of all the seafood I was going to eat that night at Legal Seafood. I get to my car and I didn't bother to warm it up (I was so ready to go) and proceed to drive out of the garage. However, my car was favoring the right side and I’m like WTF is going on???!!! So I stop to see what was up with my car and guess what???!!! I had a freaking flat tire!!!!!!!! I was so mad. I don't have AAA and I have never changed my tire B4. So I call my bf to come change it for me. He came all the way to my job which was so nice. He was all the way in Georgetown and it took him about an hr to get to me. He was annoyed that he had to go thru the Police check point and had a lil attitude with me, but he changed my tire really fast. However, when he was done he was like “Well I have to go back to work and I guess we can go out to eat on Tuesday"... I’m like WHAT!!!!!... I was really looking forward to going out tonight. So I said, "WHAT!! What about Saturday? How are you just going to by pass the weekend? So he is like "Ummm... yea... I guess we can go on Saturday"... By this time I was pissed. So after that I just came home and went to sleep. James had called me on the way home to ask if I wanted to see him, but I just went to sleep. I didn’t get home until 7 something and all I wanted to do was rest. It was still snowy and I really didn't feel like seeing or talking to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Saturday,&lt;/strong&gt; I went to VA and did the whole photo shoot thing. It was nice. The pics came out nice, but I will see the finale cut probably next week. After that I went to Aries house and hung out for a bit b4 James called me again to see me. I know I said I was leaving him alone, but he popped back up. He asked me if his show got canceled then he wanted to see me tonight, but if it didn’t then we could hang out all day Sunday to do whatever I wanted to do. By this time it was 6:00 or so I was like ok we can meet up around 8:00. So 8:00pm rolls around and he calls me around 8:40 and is like he has to go to the show, but if I can see him later and I say sure if I’m still awake. 11:30pm rolls around and I'm driving home and he calls me back to say he is done and that he wants me to start coming his way. I went home first and then drove out to his house and fell asleep. The whole night all I was thinking why am I here. The whole time he is talking all kissy kissy to me. He is just so fake. So in the morning he gives me a cheap ass Valentines Card saying how much he likes me and he wants to grow with me. Whatever that’s some BS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Sunday&lt;/strong&gt;, I went to lunch with my Sis, Aries and Sean. We went to &lt;a href="http://search.cityguide.aol.com/washington/restaurants/the-diner/v-113528375"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Diner&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;again in Addams Morgan. I had a good time. Later that day I decided to send Von a text cursing him out. I never really close that door. Yea he hung up on me last week, but that’s not how I wanted it to end. I said what I had to say and he says what he had to say and that was that. I told him to stop calling me, but he still dose. It’s not a lot, but I’m not answering his calls. The rest of the day I just chill in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Monday&lt;/strong&gt;, I did nothing but chill in the house. I was thinking about James again about how I really need to end it with him. So I like I’m just going to wait to talk to him on IM so I can say what I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/22838170-431877171782724796?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/431877171782724796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=431877171782724796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/431877171782724796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/431877171782724796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/02/boy-oh-boy-this-weekend-was-not-fun-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-5883709051222023267</id><published>2007-02-16T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T12:14:56.314-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bored'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.booktalk.com/images/handline.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.booktalk.com/images/handline.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was bored&lt;/strong&gt; at work so I decided to look around at stuff and I came apon a palm reading quiz at---&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.sofeminine.co.uk/m/astro/palm-reading.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Palm Reading&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;it was pretty cool. I don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; in all of this stuff, but it was fun to try. My reading is below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Life Line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fork at the end of this line is a sign that you will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pursue&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; new direction in life. This could mean a change of profession, partner or that you will move abroad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Line of Venus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A perforated Line of Venus is a sign of openness and generosity of heart. You are a sensitive soul and a great listener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Heart Line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Heart Line which starts on the Mount of Jupiter indicates an attraction to people who are intelligent and respected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Line of Apollo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those with a short Line of Apollo will only realise their career dreams through hard graft. Stop counting your lucky stars and get out there...Sheer grit and determination is the best recipe for success!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Head Line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A large fork is a sign of warning to all those who are dreamers in their daily lives. You must work on your ideas, and see them through to completion if they are to succeed. It is also the sign of a person given to stress. Outside the office you are a party animal and night owl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Fate Line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have the true Fate Line. Your life will be full of wonderful surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Health Line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky you! Its absence is the sign that you are not hampered by those annoying health problems in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-5883709051222023267?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/5883709051222023267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=5883709051222023267&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/5883709051222023267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/5883709051222023267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-was-bored-palm-reading-it-was-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-3034271592307822622</id><published>2007-02-16T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T07:17:37.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.alandiamonds.com/images/show/show38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.alandiamonds.com/images/show/show38.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I have a photo shoot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this weekend. I'm kind of excited about it. It's been a bit since I had one. However, the studio is out in Richmond, VA and I'm not looking forward to that two hour drive. My Sis will more than likely go with me so she will keep me company. She know the Photographer and she said he's really cool. She did some of the girls hair at some of his shoots. I'm a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; mad that I cut my hair because I don't know how the Photographer is going to react to that. It's not a fashion shoot or anything like that just some pic's to bulk up my book and for his site. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had my boring ass phlebotomy class. I’m not a teacher, but come on she is really dragging out the class time. Our homework is to read the chapter and answer the questions at the end of the chapter. Instead of her going over the homework or giving us a lecture she reads from the book and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tries&lt;/span&gt; to put it in her own words from time to time. I'm like where are your note's. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; that’s good if someone forgot to read, but it's not like she is saying&lt;em&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; this is what you really need to know&lt;/em&gt; or&lt;em&gt; be sure to study this...&lt;/em&gt; She says she is going to give us a study guide for each test, but It's like I’m self teaching myself for right now because I don't just want the weekend b4 the test to cram for a test. I like to know something in advance. She has no structure. Maybe I’m wrong I don't know. Everyone has their teaching styles, but come on. Also, my friend Aries asked her if she could take our clinical during the same two weeks that I go because she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;’t have a car and my teacher said that she would think about it if we stop distracting her. I was like WHAT!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm like she is staring in my face the whole time during class. If me and Aries are talking it's about class work or what she saying. My goodness home girl is tripping. I do laugh from time to time (not loudly) because of how Aries is reacting to the teacher. The thing is that Aries gets grossed out over the littlest things. I mean I thought I was prissy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;girly&lt;/span&gt; nah she has me beat. So she my say stuff like she is getting grossed out like I CAN'T DO THIS!!!... I THINK I PICKED THE WRONG CLASS!!... But she would say it really low and it would make me laugh. I guess she thinks we are talking about something else I don't know, but oh well. &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/22838170-3034271592307822622?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/3034271592307822622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=3034271592307822622&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/3034271592307822622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/3034271592307822622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-have-photo-shoot-this-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-7903067386352800790</id><published>2007-02-15T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T12:01:47.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mixies.org/divorce.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.mixies.org/divorce.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Today I have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;decided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to let James go too. It is just too much stuff going on in my life right now. I need to be faithful to one person so I'm going to just be with BF#1. I never said his name partly because I couldn't think of a name to give him.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;... I will just call him my BF because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not with anyone else right now. Life is too short to be playing around like this. I might as well see if it is worth it, if not move on. I will give it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; the end of the year to see what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;happens&lt;/span&gt;. By that time I would have move into my new house. So it's either me moving in with him or just me moving into a house by myself. I'm really thinking about moving to Baltimore, MD again. The houses are so cheap out there. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Although&lt;/span&gt; that wouldn't be a good idea because I work in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;the city&lt;/span&gt;. But I don't think it would be a bad idea to have some property out there. Even if i am just renting it out or have my sis staying there. I think It's a good idea. I didn't go out for Valentines Day. My BF stopped by and dropped off some food and I gave him his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;VDay&lt;/span&gt; card. We are going out to eat on Friday so we cane really spend time with each other. I didn't really mind &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; it is so icy out there right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My Sis trimmed my hair a few days ago. Boy oh Boy.... it was more like a cut. She cut about 2 inches off. It was a well needed trim, but I feel so blah now. I'm so use to having longer hair. My hair is still passed my shoulders, but I don't know to do with it now. I'm going to try and get a roller wrap on Saturday or something done to it. I refuse to walk around with a pony tail. I can't tell you when was the last time I wore my hair like that, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not about to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-7903067386352800790?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/7903067386352800790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=7903067386352800790&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/7903067386352800790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/7903067386352800790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/02/today-i-have-decided-to-let-james-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-7286507744770511796</id><published>2007-02-13T12:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T11:36:20.843-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Break Up'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/jkn0019l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.cartoonstock.com/lowres/jkn0019l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I did it!!! I broke up with Von!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It is over!!! Whew.... Sniff... Sniff... I miss him.... I think I miss the drama and the attention. But I’m glad it's over. Last night I asked him last him about spending time with me on Valentine’s Day (I’m not really going to see him, but wanted to show interest like I was) and as soon as I asked him "so what are we doing on V-Day?" my sister started cracking up laughing so loud... So I started laughing because she knew why I was saying it.... He was like umm hmm your sis knows what’s up... So I just ignored him and said that I was going to take off this weekend to spend the night with him and he was acting all like uhhh… weekend… uggghhh… hmm… like he had plans or something so I was like just let me know by Friday what you are going to do and he said ok. He told me that he had gone to the Doctor for his new job yesterday. They told him that he had a UTI, but he said it so low that I was like WTF did you say? I herd him but I wanted to be sure of what I herd. I haven't had sex with him since around Christmas and I just went to the Doctor and I’m fine so I’m like WTF? He got an attitude with me and started being so rude to me he told me that he was going to call me back because I was pissing him off. I said don't bother I’m done with him being rude to me for no reason at all and said BYE and hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day one of my ex's decided to send me an email saying --&gt;Hey just wanted to see how you have been... how is your new job? Maybe we could hook up and chat over drinks during happy hour or something... also, tell me what you think of my new pic's... OMG!!!!!!! I was cracking up at work so hard. I'm like judging by that email he must have #1 sent them out to a lot of people #2 he sent pics of himself just incase you for got who the heck he was or he sent pic's because he thinks he looks better than he use too #3 this has worked b4 #4 he thinks I’m going to give in. YEAH RIGHT!!!!!!!!! LMAO...So I sent him an email back saying --&gt; I had a wonderful boyfriend now and I’d doing great. I love my job and no I don't want to meet up with you for drinks… But really wanted to say --&gt;I have a wonderful boyfriend now and I'm doing great. I love my job and no I don't want to meet up with your bitch ass for drinks. GO ASK THAT BITCH THAT YOU WAS CHEATING ON ME WITH TO GO OUT FOR DRINKS. I haven't forgotten that BS you put me through and I hope that you are having an awful life... and as for what I think of the pic's 3 words short yellow bus. But I didn't say that. Well I did say the "and as for what I think of the pick’s 3 words... short yellow bus" too. So he sends me another email back saying --&gt;I'm happy for you, you are a good woman and you deserve great thing kiss kiss ./.&lt;--- ASS HOLE...Anyway, I'm glad he is out of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-7286507744770511796?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/7286507744770511796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=7286507744770511796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/7286507744770511796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/7286507744770511796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-have-boyfriend-now-and-im-doing-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-1328585094984890329</id><published>2007-02-12T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T05:27:21.753-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bla Weekend'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;On Friday&lt;/strong&gt;, I went to &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt; with my sister. I had an OK time. We didn't really stay that long. We ended up leaving at 12:30am. I introduced her to a few people that I knew and had two drinks. That was bout it. When we were leaving the bouncer dude that that I normally talk to on our way out was handing out a new &lt;a href="http://www.hiphopweekly.com/"&gt;HIP HOP WEEKLY&lt;/a&gt; magazine. It was from the makers of the Source. I love all of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;those&lt;/span&gt; gossip magazines and it was about time that they came out with one that was for the hip hop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;community&lt;/span&gt;. I have never been a big fan of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Vibe&lt;/span&gt;, Source, or Sister to Sister so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; happy to see a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;newbie&lt;/span&gt; that I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; can enjoy reading. However, for a small ass magazine it was priced at $3.49 or something like that. NO THANKS. Call me cheap, but if it was $1.99 I would see myself buying form time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I was sick as a dog. I came on and was in the bed all day long. I haven't had cramps in a long time, but man oh man I was in a lot of pain. I really wonder why? I think it may have had something to do with going to the Dr. the day before and getting a pap done. I don't know, but I was in so much pain. My ass &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;couldn't&lt;/span&gt; find my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Aleve's&lt;/span&gt; so I took two sleeping pills and was out, but I still was in pain. I pretty much slept the day away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Sunday,&lt;/strong&gt; I went up to Catholic University and got on the computer for a bit. My sis needed to print some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;stuff&lt;/span&gt; out so I took her up there. Then I went to Costco and got some gas for the week. After that I went to Aries house and chilled over there for a bit. We were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;suppose&lt;/span&gt; to be reading chapter 2 for our Phlebotomy class, but we ended up looking at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;myspace&lt;/span&gt; for the rest of the night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-1328585094984890329?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/1328585094984890329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=1328585094984890329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/1328585094984890329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/1328585094984890329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/02/on-friday-i-went-to-love-with-my-sister.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-5237670226522954332</id><published>2007-02-08T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T11:35:34.984-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/RctaoKpu14I/AAAAAAAAAB0/PauSG0XAvkw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029213054989948802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/RctaoKpu14I/AAAAAAAAAB0/PauSG0XAvkw/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/RctbB6pu18I/AAAAAAAAACU/e0wfOGM6Udg/s1600-h/1171014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029213497371580354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/RctbB6pu18I/AAAAAAAAACU/e0wfOGM6Udg/s400/1171014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Whats all the hoopla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; over Tyler Perry's and Eddie Murphy's movie coming out at the same time? So what they have two Big Black Drag Queens in it and that they are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;coming&lt;/span&gt; out around the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;same time&lt;/span&gt;. Don't most Black movies come out around the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;same time&lt;/span&gt; anyway? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;That's&lt;/span&gt; not a Bad Thing. Most people are going to see both movies anyway so dose it really matter when they come out. I personally &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; wont see Tyler Perry's movie. I like his movies, but this one reminds me of too much of Von's life. He has two daughters too around that age and I don't want to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;annoyed&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;watching&lt;/span&gt; it. His kids are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;. They are cool and well behaved, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not into being someones &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;stepmother&lt;/span&gt;. As for the Eddie Murphy movie. I may go see it. It looks Funny, but I can already tell that it's going to be filled with a bunch of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;BBW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Stereotypes&lt;/span&gt;. I can't say that I would watch both on the day that each comes out, but I may check them out on the weekends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-5237670226522954332?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/5237670226522954332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=5237670226522954332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/5237670226522954332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/5237670226522954332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/02/whats-all-hoopla-over-tyler-perrys-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/RctaoKpu14I/AAAAAAAAAB0/PauSG0XAvkw/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-8559455802791719456</id><published>2007-02-08T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T13:35:15.069-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ANTM'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;And the winner is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s6hfV6_OoT0" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-8559455802791719456?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/8559455802791719456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=8559455802791719456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/8559455802791719456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/8559455802791719456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/02/and-winner-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-419346217372140674</id><published>2007-02-06T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T11:34:59.323-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekend'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I start my Phlebotomy Class today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I was looking forward to it until last night. I started thinking man I’m going to be so sleepy at work. The class is from 5-9:30 at night until April 19th. It's only two nights a week so I hope to be able to make up my shuteye on Saturday, because Friday is my party night. I saw James last night. We watched Prison Break. Although, that is not my show it wasn’t too bad. However, I’m so mad that I am going to miss HOUSE tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Friday&lt;/strong&gt; I did end up going to &lt;strong&gt;Fuzion&lt;/strong&gt;. My friend Cherry ended up backing out on me. Which was cool. I didn't really like my outfit for &lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt; anyway. So I changed my cloths and met up with Aries around 10:30pm. She came outside the club drunk as a skunk to meet us. I had on a black button down short sleeve shirt, jeans, a black belt they I wore high on my waist and my animal print peep toe shoes. The bouncer dude was talking about me, because I had a peep toe shoes on. Sure that was fine and dandy until he noticed that I didn't have my nails done. All I was thinking when I put them on was "oh nobody is going to be looking at my feet"... lol... They where cool thou. The dude was like “I’m going to let you get away with that, because you’re fine and have pretty feet"... it was funny... We still didn't get in. The main bouncer dude that looks like Rubin Studders always lets me in for free wouldn't let me in. He was like "15 bucks". His ass was crazy. I never paid to get into a club and wasn't about to either. He said "if you would have gotten here earlier then it would have been cool, but it's after 9:30pm". So I was like bump that and we left. After that I ended up dropping my Sister off and spending the night with James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Satuday&lt;/strong&gt; I did a lot of running around. I took my brother and my sis to Costco to buy some groceries. My sis ate my entire bag of chicken breast so she bought me a bag to replace it. I bought a big ass bag of &lt;strong&gt;Yim Yim Dumplings&lt;/strong&gt; from Costco. OMG they are so good. I told myself that I wasn't going to eat anything that has High Fructose Corn Syrup or Trans Fat in it anymore. I need to be healthier. So basically if I don't make it then I won’t eat it. After that I was suppose to see Von, but he "BS'ed" me. I told him that if he didn't call me back b4 8 then I was just going to go to the movies. He called me at 8:16, but I didn’t get the phone. I was half asleep at that point anyway. I fell asleep around that time and was out for the count. Maybe my glass of wine with my dinner brought that on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; I went to the &lt;strong&gt;Positive Black Men’s Coalition&lt;/strong&gt; Supper Bowl Party at the Hyatt in VA. It was boring as heck. #1 I don't like Football, #2 they didn't have free food, and #3 it was cold and shit in there. Anyway, I didn't really dress up. I was really casual. Most folks where dressed like they where going to the club, but I wasn't interested in meeting anyone. I just wanted to go to go. Hey it was free. After the Game was over a lot of people where partying and mingling. Aries wanted to stay to meet some folks, but I was like Nah I got to go to work in morn and it was past 10:30. My butt is normally in the bed by 8-9pm so I was pretty sleepy. No partying for me. She was a lil upset, but oh well. I wasn't going to give up my beauty sleep for no one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Radom Thought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I forgot my work ID the other day. I was half way to work and I forgot the darn thing in the house. This was the first time I ever forgot it so I was so mad. The thing is that I was making good timing by driving thru Rock Creek Park in the morning. It only takes me 30mins to get to work now. So I could have turned around, but I really didn't want to stay late. So I went thru the visitor’s entrance. I thought it was going to take 15min for me to get thru the security check point, but it didn't. Also, I thought that since I had a Gov parking pass that it would be a lot faster. WRONG!!! They were treating me like I was a Visitor. Needless to say I still got to work later than what I wanted to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-419346217372140674?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/419346217372140674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=419346217372140674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/419346217372140674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/419346217372140674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-start-my-phelbotomey-class-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-2225501816054620066</id><published>2007-02-05T07:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T07:57:02.770-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beyonce'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;A Women Like ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UijzEZ-qZwk" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-2225501816054620066?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/2225501816054620066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=2225501816054620066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/2225501816054620066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/2225501816054620066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/02/women-like-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-9128844004057022338</id><published>2007-02-02T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T06:38:45.378-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Should I Be Scared?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;On Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I went out to dinner with BF#1. We went to my favorite restaurant PF Chang's. I ordered Mongolian Beef and brown rice. I don't normally eat meat, but I love Mongolian Beef. I wonder if you can make Mongolian chicken. Hmmm, I got to find that out. As much as I love cheese wontons the wontons  at PF's are not that good. I think I will just stick to the carry out ones out in Largo. We had a nice time. I actually started thinking about getting married and having a cute lil kid with him again. I'm just waiting for him to ask me the big question and then I will drop everyone else out of the picture. However, if someone else beats him to it and they are really the love of my life then bump it... too late. I feel like we are an old married couple. Like the honeymoon is over. We have been dealing with each other for so long (on and off for 7 years, but mostly off) and I feel just too comfortable with him. Like he is my back up plan incase I don't meet my special someone. Who knows maybe he is my special someone. He says he is going to papoose to me soon, but we shall see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Throughout the week, Von has been asking to see me and I pretty much have been bs'n him. I'm not really in the mood to see him. Well let me take that back. I don't mind seeing him, but I don't want to be intimate with him. I talked to him last night and he is really getting frustrated with the fact that it has been a month and a half since we had sex. He said "oh you don't want to be with me anymore?...I can tell...I'm like Ok?... whatever.... It was funny, my Sis was cracking up she was like "he is such a lil bitch"... He wanted to see me today (on Friday) and I was like nah I got something to do, (I'm going to LOVE tonight or Fuzion &lt;-- the old Juste Lounge, but I didn’t tell him that) but I can see him "after work” on Saturday night. He acted like it wasn’t a good day for him. But oh well I tried. Later he really got mad because I asked him how many people where going to be in his house. He was like what you think you are better than me?... What you think my family is too ghetto for you to be around? I'm like no I was just asking a general question. But for real he has a lot of trafic going in and out of his house and he dosen't really have a nice house. I'm scared of him when he is talking that dumb shit. I don't want to be in the trunk of my car bucket naked. He is too old to be acting like that. He is 35 and he acts more like 15. Speaking of being found dead in your car nude. This past weekend Aries church friend was found dead in her car exactly like that. On Monday Aries called me and told me that one of her coworkers called her and asked he if I was missing because they saw this girl on there that looked just like me and thought that was me. I was like WOW. First I thought that it was a joke and that she was trying to be funny. But she was serious. So I was all on the NBC 4 and Fox 5 web site looking for this girl that they where talking about here is the story ---&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nbc4.com/news/10868708/detail.html?dl=mainclick"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sintia Mesa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We don't have the same name, the same car, and I really don't think we look alike. However, so many people where calling me and asking if I was ok, because it made them think about me. I'm like WOW. Should I be scared? My coworker K3 was like he thought about me this weekend. I was like “oh no don't tell me it's about this story again?” Surenuff it was. He said that I need to be careful about who hang out with and stuff like that and because of my life style. ho wi like for guys to take me out and stuff. But I'm not really meeting people and going out with guys anymore. I have known Von since May of last year and James since August. I know you never really know people, but I don't plan on dating or meeting anymore new guys. Aries think that I should stop talking to Von. She thinks that I don't need him in my life. I mean he hasn't really done anything to me, but he is just too jealous. I don't want to be doused with gas and set on fire if he found out that I was cheating on him. He did make this threat to me one time. It was around Xmas last year and he had just found out that his cousin’s girlfriend was cheating on him. He goes on to say "if I ever found out that you where cheating on me I would get someone to beat you up every day... you can’t play with peoples emotions". I was really shocked that he would say something like that. I asked him was he serious? He said yea. He has never put his hands on me and has never been violent to me. But that lil statement made me really think about just what kind of person am I dealing with&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-9128844004057022338?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/9128844004057022338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=9128844004057022338&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/9128844004057022338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/9128844004057022338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/02/on-monday-i-went-out-to-dinner-with-bf1.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-5397662106122338250</id><published>2007-02-02T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T11:35:16.649-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Tube'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Tyra spoke the truth!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rxKXEAeNx_4" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-5397662106122338250?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/5397662106122338250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=5397662106122338250&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/5397662106122338250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/5397662106122338250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/02/tyra-spoke-truth.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-4124727616796841038</id><published>2007-01-31T07:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T07:44:16.962-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Tube'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In other related news&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;about DC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; here was a funny clip of LaTavia being available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uFCXOq4TSMI" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-4124727616796841038?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/4124727616796841038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=4124727616796841038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/4124727616796841038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/4124727616796841038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post_31.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-1295782243750015554</id><published>2007-01-31T05:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T08:12:05.998-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='You Tube'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/RcChp8ZeoxI/AAAAAAAAAA4/hKWAtiT1YDM/s1600-h/09-39-54_19-09-2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026194926105174802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/RcChp8ZeoxI/AAAAAAAAAA4/hKWAtiT1YDM/s320/09-39-54_19-09-2005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Just the other day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I was looking for the &lt;strong&gt;E!&lt;/strong&gt; Boulevard of Broken Dreams story about DC. I found it today and it was quite interesting. It really sucked how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Beyonce&lt;/span&gt; replaced the members of DC like it was nothing. I wonder if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;LeToya&lt;/span&gt; is going to help out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;LaTavia&lt;/span&gt; with her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;career&lt;/span&gt; or is it one woman for herself. No w&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;onder&lt;/span&gt; why B&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;eyonce&lt;/span&gt; had no problem with her roll in the movie Dream Girls. She knew first hand how to be a you know what. Anyway, Check it out it was pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Looky Looky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;--&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pmcMepDC5x8"&gt;DC on You Tube &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-1295782243750015554?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/1295782243750015554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=1295782243750015554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/1295782243750015554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/1295782243750015554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/01/just-other-day-i-was-looking-for-e-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/RcChp8ZeoxI/AAAAAAAAAA4/hKWAtiT1YDM/s72-c/09-39-54_19-09-2005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-8108974418354845788</id><published>2007-01-30T11:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T06:51:09.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This past weekend was pretty fun&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;On Friday&lt;/strong&gt; I saw the movie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.smokinaces.net/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Smoking Aces &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;with James. The movie wasn't all that great to me. It reminded me of Kill Bill a little. I like going to movies that I have no idea what’s it’s about and only know the underling concept of the movie. That way I can have my own clear view of the movie. Anyway, after the movie I went back to James house and chilled and watched TV for a bit. He is a very attractive guy like I said b4; &lt;em&gt;I got this ice box where my hearts use to be&lt;/em&gt;. I have always had a wall up when it comes to guys. He has some issues with him. I'm still trying to figurer him out for real for real. He seems too good to be true. He says all of the right things, but I just think it's BS. Maybe it's my intuition tell me that. You know what they say "trust your 1st instinct". So that’s one more reason why I’m not letting him have all of me. I talked to my coworker K3 about it and he thinks he is a player pretty much. On Thursday I talked to Von and he was really worried that I was cheating on him. I told him I wasn't, but he really didn't sound all that convinced. The whole time that I was talking to him he was clicking a pen out of frustration. I was like “I'm not cheating... sounds like you are making all of these allegations to push me away…” Also, I was like “if I’m cheating on you and doing this and that then why are you with me?” Mind you, he has always been so jealous and always accused me of cheating on him when I wasn’t even doing anything. He didn’t answer the question, but needless to say he was upset. I said a lot more than that. I was trying to give him a chance to break up with me, but he didn’t take the bate. So later he got over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; I went to take my Sis to get some boots. I ended up spending money that I didn’t have. I got some really cute boots, but I ended up coming back to my senses and took them back on Sunday. After that I took a nap I was soooo sleepy from hanging out with James the night b4. Later James called me and asked me if I had wanted to go to his show. His GOGO band was playin out past Waldorf. He said I had to be ready in and hour and a half. I was like "hmm I hope I can". So I took a shower and started to get ready when he call me back and told me that I couldn’t go because he just talked to his manager and they said that he couldn’t bring anyone with him and that I would have to pay. So he said next time. OK you may be thinking Cheap Ass!! But I’m not. I don’t like GOGO music and I really didn’t want to be driving out past Waldorf. More than likely I wouldn’t be driving, but I really didn’t want to out there. Besides all of that, I probably wouldn’t be ready in time anyway. Earlier that day Aries had asked me if I had wanted to go to her coworker’s friend’s birthday party. It was in a restaurant at the Best Western Hotel. I really didn’t want to go, but I decided to go because I probably would have been bored as shit that night anyway. On the weekends I guess it turns into a club or something, because it was a lot of people there. However, it was an old head club. So I was pretty blown and ended up leaving early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; I wanted to go to &lt;a href="http://h2odc.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H2O&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;for Lunch with Aries. Her ass took forever to get ready. By the time we got there it was 3pm and they where closed. So then we decided to go to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zanzibar-otw.com/"&gt;Zanzibar&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;and they where closed too. Then we went to the &lt;a href="http://www.bohemiancaverns.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bohemian Cavern&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;and they where not open yet. By this time I was so ready to just go to &lt;strong&gt;McDonalds &lt;/strong&gt;and get a McChicken sandwich and a small fry. We drove up Adams Morgan and went to the &lt;a href="http://search.cityguide.aol.com/washington/restaurants/the-diner/v-113528375"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diner&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;and ate. I kind of wanted to go to the &lt;a href="http://search.cityguide.aol.com/washington/bars/bukom-cafe/v-130072"&gt;Bukom Cafe &lt;/a&gt;and get some yummy African food. Over all the food  was nice. After that I took her home and went to James house to chill and watch &lt;strong&gt;Click&lt;/strong&gt;. I pretty much watched it his ass fell asleep. I feel asleep on it a little bit to tell you the truth. But it was nice to just lay with someone and cuddle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-8108974418354845788?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/8108974418354845788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=8108974418354845788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/8108974418354845788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/8108974418354845788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-past-weekend-was-pretty-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-838711327391074068</id><published>2007-01-29T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T07:44:36.603-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cool Finds'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-d3.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" width="400" height="320" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;channel=288230376154436051&amp;amp;site=widget-d3.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 426px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?sk=0&amp;amp;tt=24&amp;cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;id=288230376154436051&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-d3.slide.com/p1/288230376154436051/bb_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?sk=0&amp;amp;tt=24&amp;cy=bb&amp;amp;ad=0&amp;id=288230376154436051&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-d3.slide.com/p2/288230376154436051/bb_t024_v000_a000_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&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/22838170-838711327391074068?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/838711327391074068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=838711327391074068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/838711327391074068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/838711327391074068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-6406127742332040036</id><published>2007-01-26T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T11:26:49.756-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Post Secret'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/994/593/1600/73641/orange.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/994/593/1600/73641/orange.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I was on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://postsecret.blogspot.com/#116748164132086965"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Post Secret &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;today&lt;/span&gt; and saw this post that was sooo funny. I use to work with this lady who had a lot of moles on her face and she tried to cover them up with foundation. They where the kind of moles that looks like she has a bunch of flies sitting on her cheeks. Anyway, she tried to cover them up with her makeup, but it really didn’t cover it up completely. It looked a lot better than what I can imagine it looking like without the makeup, but it was the wrong color. It always made her look &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ORANGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. She was a sharp dresser and made a lot of money as a broker, but sweetie can you buy the right shade please. I never could bring myself to tell her that.&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/22838170-6406127742332040036?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/6406127742332040036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=6406127742332040036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/6406127742332040036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/6406127742332040036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-was-on-post-secret-today-and-saw-this_4222.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-2093306665677832612</id><published>2007-01-22T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T06:08:36.618-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Body Body Body'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;This weekend was cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I didn’t really do anything &lt;strong&gt;on Friday&lt;/strong&gt;. I was so bored and just went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; I went with Aries to get her hair done. She got some reddish highlights and a nice trim. It looks really nice, but she looks a lot older with her new do. I went to a stripper thing at the Presidents Inn Hotel. OH YEAH!!!!! I saw 3 of my favorite strippers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 Body&lt;br /&gt;2 Assassin&lt;br /&gt;3 Centerfold&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good time. I was happy that the strippers didn’t really come over to me. They Must Be Tripping If They Think I'm Tipping. Lol. Von (boyfriend number 2) thinks that I still have my PT job on the weekends. So I don’t really call him that much at least not while I’m suppose to be at work. He is a trip. I don’t really want to be with him anymore, but I’m just so use to having him around. He wants you get married and this and that, but I’m not really feeling him on the long term for real for real. He was the only guy that I was having sex with. But now James has it. I was supposed to see him after the strip club but i didn’t end up leaving until like 3:30am. So I just went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; I went and got my eyebrows waxed. They are on point. I’m happy I started going to this new place to get then done. I almost did them myself on Saturday, but I’m glad I didn’t. They look really good. So I ended up seeing James on Sunday after his band rehearsal. I went to his house and we watched a movie and stuff. I met his family. They where pretty cool. It was snowing pretty light, but it was icy. Why b4 James could knock the snow off of my car, I said goodbye to his dad and he dad said “oh by the way I tried to knock most of the snow off your car” I was like WHAT!!! That was so nice. Normally people would be like yea whatever… bump your car. That was so nice. So I thanked him again and did a lil cheesy smile. James cleaned my car off and I kissed him goodbye and drive home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-2093306665677832612?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/2093306665677832612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=2093306665677832612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/2093306665677832612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/2093306665677832612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-weekend-was-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-116914150536835358</id><published>2007-01-18T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T06:13:13.478-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bday Weekend'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok so I can’t really voice my opinion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on this thing too much. Atleast not while I’m at work. Not only do work for the Government, but I work in IT so I have to be very selective of what I want to talk about on here. They have ways of finding out stuff. I plan on going up to Catholic University more so I update my blog. As for my Bday on Friday I was so depressed for some reason. My boyfriend (number 1) had given me $200 buck so I could make sure that I had enough money in the bank to cover my tuition about a week ago. He told me to go buy something to wear out to the club with the money lefted over. I was so bloated and feeling so fat on Friday. I could barely fit any of my jeans. I mean I got them on, but they where so tight. So I went a few places and could find anything. That night I work some stuff out and manage to pull together an outfit, but I really didn’t feel cute. So we get to this club called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Liv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; down on U ST in DC. It is a nice lil spot, however they had a private party that night and to make matters worst it was a teeny boppers party. I was looking around and was like "hmm they sure look young" and then I noticed that most of then had a big black &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on the hands I’m like &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OOOOOOOHHHHHHHH NO"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; . So my night was kinda bla. Before that we went upstairs to club &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Liv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;we went to &lt;a href="http://www.bohemiancaverns.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Bohemian Cavers&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;which is just right down stairs from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Liv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; .They where having a jazz show. I'm not a fan of jazz music, but the atmosphere was nice. How do you say &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Grown and Sexy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? My best friend Aries was like “Oh This is Sooooo Sex And The City” in her best Samantha voice. I had a lot of fun. We had two watermelon martinis and some BBQ wings and sweet potatoes fries. I didn’t really like the fries too much, but it was nice. My other friend Shelly came along and I don’t think she had that much fun. Over all I’m happy that I did go out on my Bday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Saturday&lt;/strong&gt; I went really wasn‘t feeling to good I was really about to start my period. Me and my sister went and did a lil shopping at Ross, Marshalls, Old Navy and Rugged Warehouse. I had wanted to go to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H2O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;for dinner and afterwards go to the club. I had a craving for the Cesar salad. THEY MAKE THE BEST CESAR SALADES…OH MY GOODNESS!!!!!... But anyway, due to the fact that I was bloated and feeling bla, I really wanted to take my time getting ready. I took a long bubble bath and got my outfit together, however I got home so late that we just ended up going to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red Lobster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;. Which I was still happy with. I really wanted to party that night for some reason, but after that we just went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So on Sunday&lt;/strong&gt; me and my best friend went to the movies to see&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Stomp the Yard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Dream&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;. I had a good time. I haven’t been to the movies in a bit especially with my Best friend so that was nice. I finally came on my period on Sunday and I was so happy to get it over with. I ended up hanging out with James that evening at Aries’s house. I have known him for about 3 months now and I did kind of Bull Shit him at first about seeing him, because I really didn’t feel like getting dressed and trying to look cute and stuff. So after I was like oh you can go out with you friends I didn’t want to ruin his fun (he was suppose to be going to the club that night and he canceled because of me) so I wanted him to just go on, but he got mad and was like ok Mimi, call me when you want to go out he is tiered of chasing me if I’m not interested. I’m like oh boy. It had nothing to do with me not being interest it was me just not wanting to look cute and getting all dressed up. James is very attractive and I just get so intimated by very attractive guys. I don’t know why? So I convinced him that I was interest and he came over. We talked and watched&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Pursuit of Happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;It was nice. He was so affectionate and I liked that. He ended up spending the night and we fell asleep on the couch. So that morning we had breakfast at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I Hop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;and talked in the car for about 3 hrs. Come to find out he can really sing. He sings in this GOGO band from time to time and he has a nice voice. However, he was just too much. I don’t really know what to think about him. You know what they say anything to good to be true more that likely is. He just says all the right things or is it he is just telling me what I want to hear. I want to give him a chance, but my female instincts are telling me NAH… He is not real. So after that I came home and slept for the rest of the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-116914150536835358?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/116914150536835358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=116914150536835358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/116914150536835358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/116914150536835358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/01/ok-so-i-cant-really-voice-my-opinion.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-116861156904891123</id><published>2007-01-12T06:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T13:00:33.536-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Todays My Birthday'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/Rbpr6sZeowI/AAAAAAAAAAs/MF6SzogyYxQ/s1600-h/1998-07-21.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024446990379819778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/Rbpr6sZeowI/AAAAAAAAAAs/MF6SzogyYxQ/s320/1998-07-21.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!!!!!!!!! The big 27!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ok I actually feel happy about my birthday today. I finally got out of my rut. I’m excited about partying tonight and putting on my freakum dress tonight. I will post some pics so you guys can see all the fun or how blown I was tonight. I hope it is all worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year I wanted a new look. So far I have darken my hair, stopped wearing weaves, and took my fake nails off. I can’t believe it either, but it was time. I think I’m going to lighten my hair to a light honey blond again or I may just do a nice red color. However, I’m so light and pale right now that might look funny so I my just might have to go get a tan b4 I do all that. Anyway, I hope today I can find something to wear tonight.&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/22838170-116861156904891123?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/116861156904891123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=116861156904891123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/116861156904891123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/116861156904891123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-birthday-to-me-big-27-ok-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2MxRK9Ru6wA/Rbpr6sZeowI/AAAAAAAAAAs/MF6SzogyYxQ/s72-c/1998-07-21.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22838170.post-116854876195638689</id><published>2007-01-11T12:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T10:07:16.044-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Some Funny Reason'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday is my birthday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;and for some funny reason I'm not looking forward to it. Not that fact that I'm getting older just the fact that I'm not in the mood to party like how I was last year. The trouble of finding the perfect outfit and finding the perfect place to celebrate it is just so BLA to me this year. I want to blame it on my period, but I really don't know what it is. I have been looking at some cute stuff online, but I really didn’t want to buy anything new. I got to save this year, but I see myself going to the mall today to see if I can find something&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22838170-116854876195638689?l=mimikissandtell.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/feeds/116854876195638689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22838170&amp;postID=116854876195638689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/116854876195638689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22838170/posts/default/116854876195638689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mimikissandtell.blogspot.com/2007/01/friday-is-my-birthday-and-for-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Mimi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16992081315128188514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://www.fredwardgems.com/images/39a-Fancy-diamonds.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
