7 posts tagged “scrubs”
So, I'm sitting on the computer minding my own business and going back and forth between Myspace and Facebook because I have nothing else better to do. While going through my daily stash of annoying Myspace messages and friend requests from some very ignorant and childish people, I get a request from a very cute 20 year old guy. I just accept anybody on Myspace because I really don't care. Unless they mess with me, I accept them and go on about my usual nothing else better to do stuff. After accepting this guy, I get a message from him saying that his name is Coleman (but that i could call him c.j. or c-wood) and that he is new to myspace and thanking me for the add (myspace lingo for adding people onto your friend's list or adding people onto yours... i don't think that that really needed to be explained *lol*). I tell him no problem and welcome him to myspace, while also giving him a fair warning about the crazies that occupy myspace. From there, we got to talking about about poetry, music, and stuff on my profile (btw... most guys that add me on myspace only add me because they want to see my pics. it totally caught me off guard that he actually read my profile and we were able to hold a decent conversation.). A few messages later, we exchange AIM screen names and continue talking to each other on AIM.
Now, I thought that he was someone worth talking to before the exchanging of screen names, but after that... I thought that he was more than that. I thought that he was the coolest person EVER! It was crazy! We had soooooo much in common and talking (or chatting in this case) to him was fun. The best thing is that while talking to him, he said this: "You're like the Carla to my Turk!". If you didn't know already, Scrubs is my favorite t.v. show. I never mentioned that to him before he said that, so I was totally stoked when he said that and I found out that he a Scrubs fan too. It was like... I don't know... It was crazy.
He mentioned that he would set his Myspace name as: She's the Carla to my Turk. I thought that it was cute and sweet of him, so I decided to change mine to: He's the Turk to my Carla. We exchanged numbers (i don't usually give out my number to random people. especially people on myspace.) and said our goodbyes afterwards. I went to bed with a smile on my face and high hopes. I woke up the next morning and couldn't stop talking about him to my mom. I was happy! My happiness faded later that day when I logged into Myspace.
I noticed that he wasn't in my friend's list anymore, so I added him again. When I did, I got a very disturbing message which made me wonder: "WTF happened to that great guy that I was talking to last night?". He apparently had a fiancee and she didn't want him talking to me anymore. I'm not one for drama, so I said that he should honor his fiancee's wishes and that was that. There's more to that, but the fact of the matter is I was hurt and HELLA confused. I was crushed! My mood suddenly got knocked down a couple of notches (my mom noticed the sudden mood change and related it to that, but i didn't want her to know... even though she already did... why does mom always have to be right and know it all? *lol*). Then, I started to regret having broken my own rule of not handing out my number to random people.
His fiancee somehow got my number and started texting me. I answered her texts politely and asked her nicely to lose my number. That didn't work. Neither did ignoring her. She kept confronting me and I was starting to get really pissed. I almost called her to yell at her in a very colorful way to leave me alone, but I held my composure and tried my best to not let her get to me. All I did was talk to C.J. in a friendly way. I didn't even know that he had a fiancee who claimed to be two months pregnant (i knew that he already had a daughter and i thought he had a son.)! So, I was trying to figure out why the heck I was getting confronted as if I had did something wrong. Why in the world wasn't she confronting C.J.?
In the middle of her texting me and me trying to figure out what was going on, I get a text from C.J. saying that his ex is out to ruin his life. Hmmm... that explained what was going on in some sense, but I was still left confused. Could I believe him? How could I trust that what he says is true?
He apologized a million and one times (that's a hyperbole *lol*) for getting me into this situation and not warning me about her in the beginning, and told me that he would understand it if I never spoke to him again after this. He was soooooooo sure that I would run away and head for the hills. He was kind of right *lol* I was about ready to run for the hills, but I didn't. I really liked him and I hate to think the worse of people, so I took a chance.
So, I called him and he explained everything (i found out that he only has a daughter and that the only reason that he was still talking to his ex is because he wanted to be a father figure to her son which i thought was his son. his ex seems to have a hard time with letting go and she has it set in her mind that if she can't have c.j.... nobody will. i wasn't the first girl to have a run in with her, but i was the first to stick around after it.) and then we talked for half of the day and I was back to being happy. He came over and we got together after knowing each other for two days.
Now, I know what you're probably thinking: "WTF were you thinking Ebonni? You've only known him for 2 days and now he's your boyfriend?!?!? He has a crazy ex that he neglected to tell you about at first!!! What is wrong with you?!?!?!?".
I was asking myself the same thing. I was asking myself a lot of questions and telling my self a lot of things such as:
"Are you sure you know what you're doing?"
"HE HAS A CRAZY EX!!!"
"HE HAS A DAUGHTER!!!!"
"Are you going nuts?!?!?"
"I thought you said that you weren't going to get yourself back into another relationship for a WHILE!!!"
"What happened to waiting for Nate to make up his mind?"
"What would Nate say or think?"
"Would he be mad?"
"Would he be hurt?"
"Yeah, you told him that you would move on... but I thought that you were going to wait around on him some more!"
"You met him on Myspace for crying out loud!!!"
"You met Brian on Myspace too, but he's a marine! There's a difference!!!"
"You meet a lot of guys online... Man you need a life Ebonni!!!" *lol*
Yeah, so I had a long talk with myself. But then I thought... He's the Turk to my Carla and I'm tired of holding onto false hopes and hollow dreams. I never take very many chances in life, and so I took one. I leaped without looking! I fell with no safety net to cushion the blow (i took that from natasha bedingfield's song i bruise easily).
I'm happy with my decision to act before I thought *lol* I did think it through though and my mom and others might think that I'm kinda crazy/stupid, but it's okay. We all have to learn our own lessons. I really like C.J. and I'm happy that I met him. If I wouldn't have met him, I'd probably still be waiting on Nate and being pissed because I decided to do so.
There are many disappointed guys that have told me how much they wish that I was their girlfriend, and how C.J. should be lucky, and how they will be waiting on the sideline if we should fail. I kind of felt bad for some of them, because I was actually interested in a couple, but C.J. somehow won my heart. Even with the crazy ex and the daughter (i'm still kinda adjusting to dating someone with kids. when i was little, my sisters and i use to say that we would never date anyone that smoked or had children... we've dated or are dating someone that has or does smoke and i'm dating somone with a child. it's funny how things change in life *lol* ) and some other things that I'm not going to mention (i think he had me hooked with the: she's the carla to my turk comment *lol*). So he has made some mistakes in life and he isn't perfect, but I still like him. Call it dumb, call it luck, call it love, or whatever you call it but it is what it is. Is being that we're together and I totally <3 this dude and have fallen head over heels which I wasn't really looking forward to but I like it *lol*
So, there it is folks. I have a new boyfriend. We've been together for about a week and it has been the best week EVER!!! C.J. is HELLA GREAT AND I LOVE 'EM ^_^!!!!
Hope all is well :)
(oh yeah.. c.j. has a vox too. if you want, you can stop by and welcome him! he hasn't posted anything yet, but he said that he will soon. my mom forced him to get a vox btw *lol*)
Just wishing a happy thanksgiving to all! Make sure to have fun, eat lots and lots of turkey (and cranberry sauce of course), and watch lots and lots of football (GO LIONS!!!). Wait... I don;t even like the lions like that (GO WHOEVER IS GOING AGAINST THE LIONS!! *lol*). I will be doing all of the above that I mentioned (especially eating lots and lots of turkey, cranberry sauce, and everything else).
Oh, and this is nothing Thanksgiving related, but Everything connects to Scrubs in my world! *lol* I thought that this was just uber cute and soooooooo romantic.
*sigh* I think my relationship is close to an end. I missed the Piston's open practice. I MISSED SCRUBS!!!!! This day is just GREAT!!! And I mean that with all the sarcasm that I can muster. This day is frickin' craptastic! The thing that really keeps getting to me, is the me missing scrubs part. I CAN'T LIVE WITHOUT IT! SCRUBS MAKES ME HAPPY ^_^! I NEED MY SCRUBS EVERY DAY! *lol* But seriously, the part about my relationship is what keeps getting to me.
I don't know what the "fluff" is going on. Apparently my relationship is complicated. Well, according to Nate. I found that out when I logged into Facebook, and read his profile, after seeing that I was no longer in a relationship with Nate Smith. First he switched his status to single. Then in an open relationship. and finally in a complicated relationship. To me, that sounds like there is something going on that I'm not exactly sure about. After seeing that, I didn't know how to feel about my relationship with Nate anymore.
Dang! Is it that he's tired of being with me? Is it that there is someone else, and the same thing that happened to Holly (his ex) is now going to happen to me? Is Holly the other person? Did he really want to be in a relationship with me for real? Does he really love me like he says he does, or was it that fake "love"? Is it that he doesn't have the same feeling for me that he did before? What is it? What the "flip saunders" happened?
The more I try to not let this whole thing get to me, the more I let it. I can't stop wondering: What did I do? What went wrong? Are we really close to the end? These same questions keep running through my mind. I'm really letting this get to me. I don't know how to feel, think, or what to do!
I guess you can say that I can't really be too upset at this, because I felt it happening. Things just weren't the same. He hardly called anymore, and we found less and less things to talk about on the phone. Things have felt different from since we were friends. Not different in a bad way to me, but I guess it felt different in a bad way to him. Man! I'm soooooooo mixed up right now!
Whatever is going on, I hope that we are able to work out whatever and find some kind of happy median in our relationship. Like I've mentioned before, I really, really, really, really like Nate. He makes me happy.He makes me laugh all the time. He's my buddy ^_^! And I don't want to lose my buudy.
Trying to explain how Nate makes me feel is like me trying to figure out how to explain the sport of curling. It's confusing and really doesn't make that much sense to me either *lol* It's this whole crazy, crazy, thing (that was for you mom)! I don't know why I feel this way about Nate. It's scary. I've only known him for about... 5 months... I think. and we've been together for almost 2 months. How the "higgly puff" did I fall for him sooooooooooo fast? It's scary, but then again it's not. I feel comfortable with Nate. Falling so fast for him wasn't as scary as it was when I was with Chico/Mikey.
Like I said. I'm willing to work things out, but if he wants to go... I can't do anything but let him go. I can't continue to hold on to something that doesn't want to be kept. As in the words of G.K. Chesterton: "The way to love anything is to realize that it might be lost." No one wants to lose someone that they love, but we all realize that we might sooner or later. If I realize this, why does it still hurt?
Well, I guess I'll get to see Tayshaun Prince and the rest of the Pistons some other time. I'm still disappointed because I have been looking forward to open practice since last year, when I first found out about it. I really wanted to go. But, I'll get over it in about a couple of years or so *lol* As for me getting over missing scrubs... I wont ever get over that. You guys just don't understand. Scrubs is my life! *lmao*
Well, I'm about to go chill out and write and listen to some music. I have a lot on my mind. I release some of my worries by playing the video game, but Sonic Adventure 2 Battle can only take away so much of my stress. That games can get pretty boring, and there aren't any other games to play (i hope santa brings me an x box 360 this year, and at least 2 games like GH or Halo *lol*).
Hope all is well :)
Yes in deedy! It's that time of the year again. You know, the time of the year that all kids dread and that all parents celebrate. Come on. Say it with me... BACK TO SCHOOL TIME!!! YAY!!! *lol* I would usually dread this time of year right along with all the other kids, but I'm actually looking forward to school this year. I'M FINALLY A SENIOR!!! YAY!!! This means that this is going to be my last year as a high school student. Next year, I'll be a freshman in college and one step closer to making my dreams come true.
I feel more determined to go to school this year, because I know that this is the last year that I have to really make a difference with my grades and try to get noticed by some really good colleges. The fact that I was considered by one of the top colleges in the state of Michigan and of the U.S. (u of m) makes me determined to do the best that I can. This year, I'm going to be serious and push myself to go to school. No more waking up in the morning and deciding, "I'm too tired to go to school today, and I don't feel like going. I'll go tomorrow or maybe the day after that.", or deciding to just get my GED and get it all done and over with. I'm being fa serious! *lol*
School officially started yesterday, but me, Sam, and Erius, weren't able to go because we were missing certain paper work. Sam and Erius will be going tomorrow, and I will be going whenever DPS decides to send me my transcripts.
WE went to go get our school uniforms today. Sam and I were excited at first. But then our excitement was quickly defused when we actually tried on the uniforms. As soon as we did, we both looked at each other and laughed and then we both said, "WE LOOK LIKE DORKS!!!" *lol* Erius was excited about his uniform of course. He's just actually excited about starting school. Oh... and of course we had to model the uniforms as soon as we got home:
Along with our new uniforms, I will be getting some new glasses for the new school year. I just have to wait on my mom to make the appointment and everything. If I'm lucky enough, I'll be getting some contacts! So, wish me luck :) (I don't think that i'm going to be that lucky though *lol*).
Well, I'm about to go watch Scrubs and chill. I'm pretty tired from running around for the first part of the day. On top of that, it's HOT!!! Here's to making the best out of this school year and to me being a senior! SENIOR CLASS OF 2008!!!! YAY!!!!
Hope all is well :)
After talking with a friend, I found out that summer school is going to cost a whole lotta money! Classes are two hundred dollars each! What happened to free summer school? Hopefully I can find some way to get the money, so that I can pass into my right grade. If not, then... I'll be an 09 instead of an 08 :( But... I've learned my lesson... I guess. I messed up, therefore I have to deal with the consequences. I hope college is a whole lot better. From what I've heard about it, I think I'll like it :) I've made a promise to myself that I was going to start going to school from now on. Everyday until the end of the school year. I know that there are going to be times that I'm going to hate myself for forcing myself to go to that boring place, but sometimes you just have to do things that you don't want to do. I don't wanna go to school, but in order for me to carry out my future plans, I have to go.
I think I'll go to bed now. I'm starting to doze at the keyboard *lol* Okay, I'm about to go climb into my warm bed and snuggle with my teddy bear and drift off into lullaby land :)
Hope all is well with you guys :) (I've noticed recently that i put these gosh dern smilies all over the place *lol*)
O yeah... I couldn't think of a good song to post, so I didn't putt one up. I'll think of one for tomorrow, or should I say later today? Anywho, goodnight/good morning fellow VOX peeps :) (there goes that dern smiley again *lol*)Video: Show us your TV crush.
Submitted by quornflour.
My t.v. crush would have to be Zach Braff as Dr. John Dorian aka: J.D. I absolutely love him! He's funny, smart and weird, but in a good way. He's just so gosh dern cute :)
when beyonce struts
and shakira's hips don't lie
then dull when she's the beauty
that beholds their eye
she deciphers the message
loud and clear
and no matter how many times
her mother tells her different
ugly betty is all she hears
when her named is called
mothers are supposed to think the best
of their children after all
right
she struggles and picks herself apart
ignoring the beauty within her heart
telling herself she'd be better with
tighter abs
for him
bigger tits
for him
a firmer ass
longer hair
wider hips
for him...
the him is never specific
"him" is the one who gets excited
when ciara pops her goodies
or rhianna sends out an s.o.s.
the same "him" who tells her
she's sweet
but stays on some "just a friend"
mess
over and
over and
over again
at only seventeen
her perception of beauty
is dictated by small and silver screen
fallacies of winsomeness
her view of beauty has narrowed
to the point where
it ceases to include
her comeliness
she treads through dark days
eyes cast low
shyness robbing her of her voice
her presence of choice becomes
the fading wallflower
stripped of all the power
that comes with her name
if she could see herself
through my eyes
she'd cease to buy into
media misconceptions
add some switch to her swagger
and hold her head high
a song of joy on her rosebud lips
a gleam of pride in her eye
she'd see her intelligence as
her strength
her spirit as an asset
her talents as golden
and she'd proudly attest that
her momma and the creator
didn't make no junk
if she saw herself through my eyes
she'd shake the weight of her
blue funk
she'd know her beauty
void of the additives and preservatives
that are hollywood
necessary
she'd be able to see her true self
and she would cease to carry
the burden
of living up to
the twisted
wicked
sadistic
demented
and utterly constricted
ideal of beauty
being anything other
than what she
is
© 3/19/07 AMS
* For Black Victory - black victory is the meaning of my daughter's name
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For the past week and a half, I have been going through a lot. As you all know, or may not know, I have a hard time trying to accept myself. When everybody first heard this... no one could believe it. "Ebonni... you seem so confident... I would've never guessed this about you... *gasp*." No matter how confident a person is or "seems", there is at least a few things that they wish that they could change or don't like, I know this to be true about myself and a couple of other people, but after reading this poem (written by my mommy, who i love endlessly :), I have gained a new confidence about myself.
All of my "flaws" and what not, are the things that make ME who I am. So what if my teeth aren't perfect? So what if I'm too skinny? And so what if my hair isn't long and my forehead is too big? These are the things that make Ebonni... well... EBONNI! To change all of those things, would mean changing who I am and losing one heck of a cool person (i am cool... ya'll have to admit that *lol*). To look like everyone else would be boring. But to be different and to accept who we are is unique. I'm no America's Next Top Model or anything like that, and I realize that I'm okay with that. I love me for who I am, and that's true beauty to me! This poem helped me really realize that, and I thank my mother :) (and everyone else that has given me advice and helped me through my struggle. ya'll are just as important *hugz*)
So, here's to me loving who and what I am :) *high five*... Man I watch too much scrubs *lmao*
