"What the hell is that over there crawling?!" Look, let me start off by saying that I am NOT one to deal with creatures. They are gross and scare the devil out of me. You probably already have an idea of where this story is going but have a seat, I`m going to take you on a walk through the last few months of my life leading up to this blog post. Ladies and gentleman, the story of #BritneysLAJourney. You ready?
I want to thank all of you who made your way back over to Aintbritfunny. I knew ya`ll would though because ya`ll nosey. I know I havent been very consistent with the posts lately but trust me, I have a really good explanation.
Remember that "Walk of Shame" back to my car that I spoke about a few blog posts ago? Well, I`ve never taken one like this before.
For years, I`d planned this huge LA journey. I`ve always wanted to get into Film and Television and maybe a little voice over for animation. Now, if you were paying attention to my bio, you know that I hold a degree in Theater Acting. But, LA is where the cool stuff is....or so I thought. I never wanted to make that place my home. I was moving there strictly for business (with a few nights in the club dancing with something sexy on the side). I spent the past few years of my life investing all of my thoughts, time, energy and not to mention MONEY into moving to LA. Well I`m here to tell you friends, God is laughing at your plans.
Two months was all it took. Me and mom packed that little bitty car, got some coffee, and hit the road for two days. Now, I was never in love with my apartment from the start but I figured it was good enough for me until I got the place that I really wanted. I woke up one morning ready to start my day, before I even got out of the bed, something was already awake and ready to greet me. (No I`m not talking about a "good morning" text either). "WTF is that over there crawling" I said out loud as if I was going to receive an answer. It was a roach! A roach guys, in MY apartment. He don't have NOTHING on this rent! I said to myself "Dude gotta go!" Then, I immediately turned into a G. I hopped out the bed, grabbed my shoes and the bug spray and killed that fool! Who he think he is? I pay the bills up in here! And that was the first of many encounters I had with bugs in my apartment until I couldn't be a G anymore. I packed up my things, broke my lease and decided to find a better apartment. What I found out next was so disturbing. A week before today, I was supposed to move into a new place in a beautiful area. When I went to view it, There were bugs everywhere! Roaches in the cabinets and refrigerator!!! So I decided to keep looking. I went to a building that I thought was pretty awesome. By this time, I knew to ask if they had a pest issue. I asked the young lady who was giving me the tour. She responded, "Yeah, sometimes we have that problem, is that a deal breaker for you?" Im looking at her like "YES! Dont show me another unit!" My search continued just like this for DAYS! Nothing clean and affordable. UNBELIEVABLE! I even tried renting out a room for a few days in one of those nice houses but the lady told me that I had to sign the lease for a year and SHARE. A. BATHROOM. Ladies and gentlemen, Britney Annice does not share bathrooms. Okay? Basically, you either live with roaches or go broke trying NOT to. They just have a pest issue in LA.
I was under so much stress, I never wanted to be in my apartment, I was crying thug tears everyday and on the verge of sleeping in my car to follow a dream. And believe me, I had tried every option possible until my mom told me something I wasn't ready to hear just yet, "Brit, you need to come home, you`re not yourself when you`re hungry, here`s a Snicker". Just kidding, she didn't offer me a Snicker. But she was right. So my big brother came to the rescue.
Its not something that I wanted to do. I wanted to stay and follow my dreams. But I cant do that if I don't have a clean place to lay my head at night. And who bout to pay $1,100 for a studio apartment? Hell, I need a sugar daddy for all that. I mean the REAL sugar daddies with the gold chains and powder on the chest. I bet he don't live with roaches. They are out of their minds! But you know what, I did it. I can say that I did it. I made a goal, got a plan. and stuck to it to make it happen. No matter how long it lasted.
And you know what, forget that "walk of shame" I`m a G about mines and I accept this change even though it`s not at all how I imagined my journey going. I put on my flip flops, a good bra (because you feel better when your boobs are right), picked out my fro, grabbed my sunglasses and hit the road. It`s just me, my bro, and white chocolate. Don`t act like you didn't name your car too.
See, everything in life doesn't always go as planned. Its okay to fall off, as long as you get back up. I`m pulling myself up now. It`s an everyday struggle. But I share this with you because I am not ashamed of what has happened. I want to encourage you if you have a big dream, go for it! You won`t be satisfied until you do. I can honestly say that I am satisfied. I had a goal, I accomplished it. On to the next. Live your dreams guys, just make sure its no roaches in your dreams. That`s nasty.
The Journey is just beginning. Stay Tuned.
-BRIT
I want to thank all of you who made your way back over to Aintbritfunny. I knew ya`ll would though because ya`ll nosey. I know I havent been very consistent with the posts lately but trust me, I have a really good explanation.
Remember that "Walk of Shame" back to my car that I spoke about a few blog posts ago? Well, I`ve never taken one like this before.
For years, I`d planned this huge LA journey. I`ve always wanted to get into Film and Television and maybe a little voice over for animation. Now, if you were paying attention to my bio, you know that I hold a degree in Theater Acting. But, LA is where the cool stuff is....or so I thought. I never wanted to make that place my home. I was moving there strictly for business (with a few nights in the club dancing with something sexy on the side). I spent the past few years of my life investing all of my thoughts, time, energy and not to mention MONEY into moving to LA. Well I`m here to tell you friends, God is laughing at your plans.
Two months was all it took. Me and mom packed that little bitty car, got some coffee, and hit the road for two days. Now, I was never in love with my apartment from the start but I figured it was good enough for me until I got the place that I really wanted. I woke up one morning ready to start my day, before I even got out of the bed, something was already awake and ready to greet me. (No I`m not talking about a "good morning" text either). "WTF is that over there crawling" I said out loud as if I was going to receive an answer. It was a roach! A roach guys, in MY apartment. He don't have NOTHING on this rent! I said to myself "Dude gotta go!" Then, I immediately turned into a G. I hopped out the bed, grabbed my shoes and the bug spray and killed that fool! Who he think he is? I pay the bills up in here! And that was the first of many encounters I had with bugs in my apartment until I couldn't be a G anymore. I packed up my things, broke my lease and decided to find a better apartment. What I found out next was so disturbing. A week before today, I was supposed to move into a new place in a beautiful area. When I went to view it, There were bugs everywhere! Roaches in the cabinets and refrigerator!!! So I decided to keep looking. I went to a building that I thought was pretty awesome. By this time, I knew to ask if they had a pest issue. I asked the young lady who was giving me the tour. She responded, "Yeah, sometimes we have that problem, is that a deal breaker for you?" Im looking at her like "YES! Dont show me another unit!" My search continued just like this for DAYS! Nothing clean and affordable. UNBELIEVABLE! I even tried renting out a room for a few days in one of those nice houses but the lady told me that I had to sign the lease for a year and SHARE. A. BATHROOM. Ladies and gentlemen, Britney Annice does not share bathrooms. Okay? Basically, you either live with roaches or go broke trying NOT to. They just have a pest issue in LA.
I was under so much stress, I never wanted to be in my apartment, I was crying thug tears everyday and on the verge of sleeping in my car to follow a dream. And believe me, I had tried every option possible until my mom told me something I wasn't ready to hear just yet, "Brit, you need to come home, you`re not yourself when you`re hungry, here`s a Snicker". Just kidding, she didn't offer me a Snicker. But she was right. So my big brother came to the rescue.
Its not something that I wanted to do. I wanted to stay and follow my dreams. But I cant do that if I don't have a clean place to lay my head at night. And who bout to pay $1,100 for a studio apartment? Hell, I need a sugar daddy for all that. I mean the REAL sugar daddies with the gold chains and powder on the chest. I bet he don't live with roaches. They are out of their minds! But you know what, I did it. I can say that I did it. I made a goal, got a plan. and stuck to it to make it happen. No matter how long it lasted.
And you know what, forget that "walk of shame" I`m a G about mines and I accept this change even though it`s not at all how I imagined my journey going. I put on my flip flops, a good bra (because you feel better when your boobs are right), picked out my fro, grabbed my sunglasses and hit the road. It`s just me, my bro, and white chocolate. Don`t act like you didn't name your car too.
See, everything in life doesn't always go as planned. Its okay to fall off, as long as you get back up. I`m pulling myself up now. It`s an everyday struggle. But I share this with you because I am not ashamed of what has happened. I want to encourage you if you have a big dream, go for it! You won`t be satisfied until you do. I can honestly say that I am satisfied. I had a goal, I accomplished it. On to the next. Live your dreams guys, just make sure its no roaches in your dreams. That`s nasty.
The Journey is just beginning. Stay Tuned.
-BRIT
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