Don't do it. Don't try and get at me cuz I said something about you or your mama or I posted a picture of you lookin' a hot stank ass mess. I know damn well I didn't take that picture nor do I care to take any credit for doing so. I also will talk about you and whoever else I damn well feel like talkin about. Should you have an issue with that, feel free to keep it movin. I makes no apologies. It is what it is and like I done said....Yeah, I Said It. And What? Bitches!!!
Hey there, hi there. My last post was more than a year ago, so I'm not really expecting anyone to read this. If you are reading this, by some random Google type miracle, I decided to just blog a lil sumtin right quick just because the 2011 BET Awards just ended and the only thing I actually thought to do was blog about it. This is not a rundown like I would have done in the past - does the one of you that is possibly reading this remember "The Gist"? Well anyway, no this is not a post with accurate details of the entire show, instead, just a few thoughts about a few things that stood out for me.
1. Kevin Hart was actually a pretty decent host. Even a lil funny - I more than appreciated the "Ne-Yo never mind, I saw your head, keep your hat on" statement. The House Husbands of Hollywood segments were a welcome comedic addition to the show but I can ALWAYS do without Nick Cannon. Always. And funny enough, my favorite Basketball Wife, Tami Roman was the best part of it all. Good work outta you Tami! Anyway, here's my thing about Kevin Hart. He's a smidget. Yes, he's a small midget and I find smidgets very hard to take seriously. He was the same size as those lil boys he was steppin wit at the beginning of the show. I can't with smidgets.
2. Mary J. Blige was a fantastic show opener. Lookin good too, Mary! And of course, I especially loved the Anita Baker "Caught Up in the Rapture" duet. I was jammin. I wanted Anita to have on some earrings tho.
3. I was looking forward to Chris Brown's performance. Despite Chris Brown, I'm still a fan. But um, why did Busta Rhymes make Chris Brown irrelevant in his own shit? And what da fluff was he wearin? Those were like Hammer pants with thigh pads...for no reason. Did anyone see any reason for his pants to be so autismical?
Seriously, how fabulous does Aretha look eatin a Snickers in the back seat??!! And you know what, I become a damn diva when I'm hungry too. Next time, I may actually just reach for a Snickers or a Milky Way or some Skittles, or some Cheez Its or....
All I know is, I can't believe Aretha fit in that back seat and looked so pretty and was actually acting funny!!! Respect, Ms. Retha. Respect.
I HAD to post on this on because Intervention is one my most FAVORITE shows. When I saw last week's Intervention and it turned out to be Robbie from the group City High you know I clutched my pearls, felt my eyes grow wide, and remained shocked, rupauled, and slacked jawed for the remainder of the episode. It is one thing to watch Intervention and feel the pain of the addict and the family BUT to feel like you actually know the person - a once semi-celebrity - just puts a whole new spin on it.
So anyway, I'm sure you've all heard or seen a clip or something by now. Robbie is a full fledged loser and ree-diculous drunk. He drinks all day er'day and not even with a splash of cranberry or OJ. Gallon bottles of Vodka straight to the head. It was beyond sad to watch. He says that he became an alcoholic after Claudette Ortiz, the hot girl in the group, left him for Ryan, the guy who SANGS "Oh Happy Day" in Sister Act 2 and was the third member of City High. Then she not only dated Ryan, but she married him a year later. Of course we were all like that is so fucked up! Who does that? I mean I know you can't always determine or help who you fall in love with, but really? You leave him for the other group member? How is that really supposed to work? Is he really supposed to get on the stage withchya'll er'night singin bout Caramel knowin that his Caramel is now fuckin his friend and group member? Seriously, something in that milk just ain't clean.
On the flip side, no one can be blamed for Robbie's choices. He is an alcoholic because he wants to be. Claudette didn't cause him to start drinking his life a way. He had a traumatic situation in his life, as we all have or will have, but that doesn't mean you become a drunk or a crack head. Especially not when you have a GIFT that has been recognized and acknowledged? Why not keep singing? Sing about your pain, use your gift? Why let some chic and a dude be the "reason" you destroy your life and your purpose in this world?
So all that to say...Claudette decided to speak out and this what she had to say:
On Why She’s Speaking Out: Initially I wasn’t going to say anything… & I think that stemmed from fear because of the relationship I had with Robbie… it was an abusive one. He portrayed it like it was a “lovely romance” & it wasn’t. I just want to move on & put things behind me. Other people may be in the same position I was in… & if you don’t eventually stand up for yourself it can carry on for the next 12 years… like in my case. It was time to tell the truth… the truth that he so conveniently left out in the intervention.
On how she felt after watching the intervention: I didn’t watch it when it came on but then all this stuff started popping up on the internet & when I decided that I was going to do this interview I had to watch it… I’m being used a scapegoat for his failure… he didn’t appreciate me, City High… I saw him on there talking about the red carpet… he didn’t appreciate the red carpet… I’m 18 years old living my dream, we were nominated for a Grammy & here is Robbie drunk… drunker than I’ve ever seen, I’m hoping we don’t win because I didn’t think he could control himself if we had to go on stage an accept the award.
On how she linked up with Ryan: Ryan was always a good friend to me… when Robbie & I broke up people were always saying things about me & Ryan would defend me so I was looking at him like he was my hero. It got to the point where I didn’t even want to be alone with Robbie… One time he threw a champagne bottle & again I had to move out of the way to prevent from getting hit. People thought he was going to hurt me because of how he treated me. Ryan was the total opposite… he has a lot of respect for women.
On her relationship with Ryan and Robbie: They weren’t best friends like Robbie likes to try & make it seem… Robbie was my teenage boyfriend & it wasn’t like I just hopped from one to the other… I married Ryan & was with him for 9.5 years. I got with Ryan because Robbie was an alcoholic… & the way he treated me. If I had a man now that had problems with alcoholism but treated me good, I’d stick around & help him through it.
On the group’s break up: I left the group in June 2003… he knows my reasons… he wanted to stay in the group… maybe that’s why he blames me. But if me leaving because I didn’t want to deal with the nightmare anymore is a bad thing, then I’ll take that. I’d been dealing with it since 1998 all the way through to 2003. I don’t know many solid women that can deal with that for so long… I even initially took the blame… I remember doing the Wendy Williams show & accepting all responsibility for the breakup because I didn’t want to talk about the truth… I don’t think he expected me to say anything… but I’m not that little girl anymore. I’m not weak, I’m a grown woman. I have children, got married, divorced… you have to stand up for yourself & that’s what I’m doing.
Claudette also claims that she broke up with Robbie before they put out their first single and had been broken up with him for a year before starting a romance with Ryan, which contradicts Robbie’s story on A&E.
I believe Claudette. She was 18 years old and she left the abuser for the nice guy. It was easy, it was convenient, and at the time it probably made a lot of sense. I still think it wasn't a bright idea and she shouldn't be blamed for Robbie's actions or his alcoholism.
If she does come out with a new album, can you imagine if there is a song about this? The song could be called, "He Was Drunk...So I Married His Friend"...or sumtin like that. I would listen....on repeat.
Make big ass billboards and post them on buildings in three major cities of course!! 41 year old YaVaughnie Wilkins got pissed when her married boyfriend decided to end their affair and return to his wife. The married man happens to be businessman Charles E. Phillips, who also happens to be an advisor to President Barack Obama. How bout that.
She spent $50K of her own money to create these billboards and post them in NYC, Atlanta and in San Francisco where Mr. Phillips lives. She also included a quote said to her by Mr. Phillips: “You are my soulmate forever!”
Note to jumpoffs, mistresses, hos and heffas: they will always tell you what they want you to hear as long as you keep fuckin them. I mean, duh.
Note to YaVaughnie Wilkins, you could have spent your $50K on maybe rezsughin your weave piece and find you a man who isn't married. Just a thought. But you do get an A for thinkin big tho....made me giggle.
No school I've ever gone to would have even attempted to put on "Peter Pan". Figuring out how to make people fly and keep the set in tact would have just been way too much. This is why we stuck to just doing "Fame," over and over again.
And I always love the crying babies and the people who talk throughout the entire play. That is how you know you are officially at a school play. Fun times.
You know, everyday I hope to find something worth bloggin about. I get messages from some of you asking just where da fuck am I and why I'm not posting as much as I used to. There are many answers to that question but the real and most important reason is....this world makes me need a cocktail of Pepto, Alka, and a splash of brown juice. I know I say I can't, regularly, but seriously people...I can't.
I thought watching Mariah be a drunken 15 year old was enough for me. She accepted two awards more than a lil tipsy and/or after poppin special PEZ - one for her role in Precious (which she doesn't deserve...anybody could have wore a lil mustache, frumpy clothes, had a make-up less face, and sat there and looked at Precious' files) and last night she won the People's Choice award for favorite R&B singer (Ummmmm, how in da fuck did she beat Beyonce? Her last song was a tribute to Eminem being mad at her.)....
I even thought having to hear about how Tila fuckin Tequila, whose name I shouldn't even know, is spending her days getting press off of the death of her "fiancee" Casey Johnson on Twitter was enough for me.
But no, I come across this new video by Flavor Flav singing a R&B song and my Audrina eyes and slack jaw just became too much for me. Really Flav? REALLY?
I don't understand. When did delusional become the thing to be? I want to laugh - mkay, I did giggle at first but then I just couldn't. It.is.too.hard. My brain is suffering from the pointless and no longer entertaining crap that is shared over and over again all day.
And then of course, just when I say I'm done, I catch an episode of Bad Girls and watch in amazement how Natalie shows how fugtasticals just need to be confident and they too can run L.A. and be friends with no names like the little brother on Moesha and have sex with a Boston Celtic who can't even close his mouth cuz his teef are too big.
I also watch Jersey Shore and have to stop myself from fist pumping, letting my rolls hang over my short shorts, and hittin up the tanning salon - SIKE. I just watch to see if Snooki will get decked again.
And because of this, I know that I'm in a vicious cycle of being addicted to the very thing that I hate - senseless bullshit. So I guess I can't ever really quit but you guys can thank Flavor Flav for my continued hibernation.
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