Britney Annice

"Baby, when the phone didn't ring, I created my own opportunities." -Jenifer Lewis (aka my cussin Auntie in my head) Happy February ya'll. I hope you've completed all of your goals for the month of January. Hell, it was long enough. I have a list of goals for the year that I am still working on but I'm learning to pace myself and do what I can, which has been very hard for me, an over-thinker. In the past couple of years, I've felt myself going deeper and deeper into panic mode about where my life is going. I've always had what I thought was a straight and narrow path for myself. Meaning, I would put myself in the right positions and things would just fall into place. Well, it hasn't been that cut and dry. Sometimes, the plans that you make for yourself fall through. The positions that you put yourself in, are not for you. The opportunities you thought were yours, weren't meant to be. Don't you hate when people say that? Like, you b

"I just don't understand why they treat me like that" "This job got me messed up" "I thought that was supposed to be my friend" A ight. Last week we talked about how important friendships were as well as maintaining the ones you have. But this week, I ain't trying to be sweet. Hell, Valentine's day is NEXT month. Today, we need to discuss when it's the appropriate time to cut em' off! Ya'll hold on, I gotta go in my kitchen and pour some Henny with a lil chaser for this one... Okay, I'm back... *takes sip* (whew! that hit me in my chest) Listen, I know you're thinking that this is going to be some post about me hating everybody and kicking them out of my life. But, you're wrong. I don't have enough energy to hate anybody. (Accept for the dude that ate my frozen ice cream snickers out of MY freezer at a kickback I threw one time in 09. He was wrong.) I just wanna talk to ya'll real quick about choosin

"Yay! Girl's night out!" "Can't wait to link up with my crew!" "#SQUAD" A s outgoing as I may be, I have always considered myself to be kind of a loner. Most times, I prefer being in my own space, enjoying my own company, listening to trap music and imagining myself in hella dope situations that will literally NEVER happen. I mean, people are cool, but after a few hours, my battery starts to die and I get awkward. Which is why I've never been able to identify with any particular group. I'll be honest, I'm very picky about the people who I call "friend". Therefore, it's hard for me to latch on to folks. Almost all of my friendships thus far, have been initiated by the other person. But once you got me, YOU GOT ME! I'm a good friend, okay? Somebody got you messed up?... Where they stay at? You ain't ate all day?... Come through for dinner! They about to cut your lights off?... I ain't got enough to help y

"Why don't you send the first text?" "Oh you think he`s cute? Go talk to him then." "He's probably just nervous, you should say something!" L ike, girl/ man, what the hell? I'm nervous too! Call me old fashioned if you like, but I believe that men were born with the ability to pursue. Therefore, I shall remain at the bar with my legs crossed and allow that man to do just that. Plus, when I get nervous, my fingers shake uncontrollably. So, there's that. Now, before ya'll get mad and start to compose your little shady tweets and statuses about me, just hear me out. I get it. Some women are much more outgoing than me when it comes to that. Meaning, if you see something you like/ want, you go and get it (ya'll probably be in the stores stealing too... I'm just kidding, calm down). Truth be told, I envy your confidence and ability to have fun with it and walk away if it doesn't work out. I, on the other hand can not take

" What are you in right now? " " I have 73 shows this month " " What have you been auditioning for? " " Are you SAG AFTRA yet? " Blah. Blah. Blah. T his may come as a surprise to you. But, sometimes, I just want to be a regular person around regular people who talk about regular things. Like everyday life. I don't want to talk about my career and the auditions or shows or parts that I may or may not be getting. Have you ever had functions after work that you dreaded going to because you knew that once you got to the function, everyone was just going to be TALKING ABOUT WORK? Like, excuse me Barb, I am on my second glass of wine, the last thing I want to do is talk about the emails that stressed me out this morning. Hell, Barb need to chill. I get it, some folks are just genuinely wondering how everything is going with you. While on the other hand, those other folks just want to make sure they're staying one step ahead of you. O