visuals for video phone

one of the most hyped video releases of right now i guess, is "Video Phone," Beyonce, with Lady Gaga. I wish that Beyonce would have done another verse, but this should be interesting especially, how weirdly amazing Lady Gaga is.

04.

single girls ode to dating, is it true that birds of a feather flock together—-i’d like to take the time with this cliche and say no.

birds of a feather don’t always flock together.

me for instance, i have some friends who are hoes, but i’m far from that. i don’t have random hook-ups, booty-calls any of that—-and basically im a twenty one year old virgin. i’ve had “fool arounds,” but nothing serious as you can see with virginity.

just going out with a friend, some of the behavior she exhbited was rather disturbing to me, and i thought to myself—-since people have this perception of you, what do they think of me?

men were fondling on my body, or attempting to fondle on my body—-she was okay with this, but me, myself i am not.

i’m not sure if its because i’m a black woman, so culturally, i have had a level of self-dignity instilled in me at a young age, or whether its the fact that i myself, dont find that behavior to be cool.

just a random thought.

-erin

03.

with attempts not to be funny or mean this racially. here i go,

*clears throat.*

a lot of white men are starting to like black women. i’m not going to say this is something that is just happening, but it is something that i’m just starting to realize.

the thing is, sometimes, when black women get attention from a white man, we are standoffish—-but i’m kinda like we need to move off of it. black men, get play from a girl of another race, and leave us, example: odom.

its always weird to, some of the standards, that black men have for black women. a black woman needs to have all these characteristics, mentally/phsyically..but it seems when they date outside of the race they have minimal standards.

they’ll go for a fat sloppy white woman (no offense if thats you) but a black woman can barely be over their weight quota. reality… but fucked up nonetheless.

-erin

02.

i hate, that..

well let me say it this way. i dislike the fact that, when i have gotten my complete sights on someone, and thinking that possibly, maybe if all goes well, he can share a piece of my soul, i get let down.

i cant tell whether, its something indirectly with them, myself, or little ways that i subconciously pick a man apart in order to safe face to not get my pride bruised along the way.

i’ve tried not being that way, over and over and over again

and i’ve tried over and over again not to compare the future, to the past—-but its hard.

its hard, to realize that you’ve talked or been with someone who fucked you over, and not hope the next guy doesnt. its hard not that have had your time wasted prior, and see repetitive patterns that make you already want to move on.

i’m trying, but this is like giving crack to a recovering crack addict.

or bringing guns to a gun show <—-nerdy cliche.

-erin.

01.

attempting to start this new mission from single womanland, its a beautiful thing but it has its downfalls. i feel like i’ve been kissing a thousand fishes to reach a prince and somehow he never ever ever turns into a prince.

i would say america’s in a nigga drought, but i am moving on from male-bashing in my twenty one years.

i’ve joined a dating site, will this work?

-erin