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AINT.BRIT.RANTING

"It`s all just too much, I can't think." Hi, my name is Brit, and sometimes, I don't feel so funny. I know what you're thinking, "Come on now Britney, I didn't come here for this sad stuff, I see enough of that on Facebook." I get it man, so do I and it's extremely exhausting. But I can't turn on the TV because it's gonna be there too, if not there, it's from the people around you.The truth is, you just can't escape the world we live in and it's overwhelming. Listen, I'll be the first one to admit that I don't have all the answers. Hell, I don't even have HALF of them answers. So with that being said, I didn't come on here to talk to ya'll about what "you" or "we" need to be doing. People who do that really grind my gears. Because when it all comes down to actually "doing", the only time they will even lift a finger, is to point it at you. Well, that's not helping anybody

SOMETIMES, I CAN'T DEAL

"You okay? you wanna talk about it?" Actually, no. I'm not okay. Sure, we can talk about it, if you got some liquor. You better be treating too, since you wanna be nosy. Don't be cheap now. I'm probably sad cause I ain't got no money. You know the check be gone before the direct deposit even hit your bank account. I could probably use a hug too. I'm no doctor, but I'd say it's pretty unhealthy for one to keep their anger and emotions balled up inside of you. If nothing else, you have to at least admit to yourself that you're pissed, sad or scared, that's the first step. Now, when I encourage you to let your emotions out every once in a while, I don't mean getting on Facebook everyday and cussing out all your "haters" or cousins or posting all those god awful depressing memes that make me wonder how that dude I met at the club 6 years ago is doing. I'm saying, you should probably find that one person you can vent to, writ

DO FOODIES AND GYM RATS MIX?

"Yeah, I'm a personal trainer, nah, I don't eat meat or cake or anything else delicious." What you mean dude? But, I met you in a bakery. Oh, you were just there to buy some green juice? Why would you go to a bakery just for some healthy juice? Why won't you eat fat with me sometimes? I hate you, you sexy beast. Listen, I am a foodie. If I had money, I'd travel the world just to try delicious foods. I also love to try my hand at new recipes in my own kitchen, I don't care if it's a pastry or veggie soup, if it sounds delicious, I'll try it. I enjoy preparing dishes for my family and friends. Just the thought of me making something that they really enjoy gives me a warm and fuzzy feeling inside. Side note, why is it okay to feel fuzzy on the inside? Shouldn't you be going to see a doctor about that? Anyway, if you sexy and kind of got some sense, I might be able to heat up the stove and cook something for you. But if all you want to do is bl