Precious

Last night I went to go see Precious and it was a great movie. I went with the boyfriend and had a great time. Anyway, the theater was packed and some pretty interesting things happened. Terry was to my left and he had four very loud women sitting next to him. They were really funny though. Then to my right there was a very large black couple who--well I'll get to them in a minute. So the previews began and when the trailer for 'Why Did I get Married Too?' came on,

"Babe, that looks like it my be interesting doesn't it?" I said to Terry,

The large lady next to me looked at me but she didn't say anything. So the movie begins and the woman next to Terry is talking to him. She seems nice...She talks about how the movie will probably make her cry and asks if she needs to lean on his shoulder. I immediately say NO, but it was just a joke.

That's when she asks her friends very loudly, "Do y'all think these two next to me are family?" I take a closer look at them and I didn't really seen any lesbian haircuts or flannel so I'm wondering what the hell is she talking about?

For some reason, Terry is a lesbian magnet. I don't know how, but he is and the two of them talked more and more and eventually realized that we all had a common factor. We were all gay.

Terry decides to go get me popcorn and I say "Thanks sexy." The woman next to me looks at me again then says to her boyfriend/husband "These two next to us are gay. Look at them."

Look at us? What are we zoo animals?

No.

So I say to Terry.

"These two next to us are FAT! Look at them." Because I'm being a little louder than I should, the four women next to Terry hear me and die laughing.

The woman next to Terry says, "bitch all six of us are gay."

"Hey I came to watch a movie." her husband says,

"Then have your wife watch her mouth." the lesbian says,

"You guys are so ignorant." the woman says,

"Shut up Precious!" the lesbian says,

Anyway, the movie was great and my date was great too. We went to a place called Orange Tree after the movie. It's just like PinkBerry and I loved it. Then we went home and had great sex...

I'm Still Alive

Yeah it's been a minute. I've been going through a lot and a few of you who follow me on twitter know what's going on. Anyway, things are getting better and I'm moving forward. I decided to write today because Thanksgiving is coming but so is my birthday! Lol I'm really excited. I hate that the holiday overshadows my birthday but I'm grateful for everything. I need to update my blog layout, can you believe on the 26th of November it will be a year? Wow. Anyway, I'll probably post some family stories on the blog. They usually are pretty funny when we all get together. Some of you may not know much about my family, but it's okay, I'm gonna tell you.

Dad is my best friend. He's great. I love him. I'm his favorite!

Mom isn't so great and I love her sometimes. She's more into trying to get on my nerves. I'm not her favorite and she'll be the first to tell you.

Kyle is my big brother who I love very much. He works for the government and is kinda a male whore. He's calmed down though. Surprisingly, he has no children.

Kerry takes after my mother. None of us really like her except my mom and Kyle from time to time. She and Kyle are twins so that might be a reason why he likes her also. She is married to a white man and has three kids.

Kennedy is my older sister who lives in Atlanta. She's pretty cool. My parents tend to argue a lot with her, but all of us love her a lot. She's married to a sexy ass man who looks so damn good...mmmm....anyway, she has two boys.

Then I was born...and I have no kids...

And last is the youngest K of the klan...Kelsey.

Kelsey and I are the closest. She's in college and I have no clue when she's getting out.

Anyway, when the five of us get together, there's usually a lot of arguing and you would think that we'd be too old for this, but that's not the case...so I should be updating the blog soon so look out for it.

J.W.

I'm so speechless. I don't know what to say or do right now. Yesterday wasn't a great day. I'd rather not go in the details, but it's just a part of growing up. One thing really helped me today though, it was somewhat of an early birthday present. I read the most greatest poem that inspired me so much. I don't know if he wants his name on here, but I will put his twitter screen name on here.

OneSoulfulNegro is sooo amazing. He's helped me so much and I really love him. He's so great and he inspires me. He's a hero to me and thats actually somewhat of an understatement. It's so crazy how beautiful he is and it's shocking how intelligent he is.

I strive everyday to be like you and live by the encouragement you give me.

Thank you so much.

Am I Trippin?

I'm upset.

This weekend, Jordan, Nate, my roommate and I were supposed to meet up and go on a trip. Jordan has to work. Nate is having to go visit his mom, and my roommate is going to be with his boyfriend. That's not why I'm upset. I'm pretty understanding most of the time. My roommate's boyfriend lives an hour away. He's trying to get a job closer so he can work here on weekends and in his home city during the week.

The job here has offered him a job and he's going to be working here Sunday through Thursday if he takes it. My roommate has asked me if he can live with us during the week and he'll go home on the weekends.

"NO! I don't know this man."

"he's just going to be resting, it's not like he'll be living here." my roommate says,

"What?" I asked, "If that's the case, what do we do there? On the weekends I'm at Terry's and you're usually with your boyfriend traveling so if that's the case we just rest here also."

"He's considering not taking the job because you don't like him."

"Well he's dumb for making a decision like this anyway. I'm trying my best to be happy for you but you guys have only been together two months! I'm not trying to judge your relationship but don't you think things are moving really fast?"

"Yeah, I do." he replied,

"You really need to think." Then I left.

Maybe I'm over-reacting? I don't know. . .

Date Night

Terry and I went out tonight and I thought it was going to be a regular date night...Nope. We got to the theater and of course I want popcorn. I love popcorn. Who doesn't? Hmmm...well actually my sister Kennedy hates it and Terry does too but that's not a part of this story. Anyway, so these two guys come up behind Terry and I and I turn around and smile. That's how I am. I'm friendly. The taller one is a guy that I know of named Nick the other I don't know, but I've seen him around. I know Nick because he tried to get my number before and I told him no, but he still wanted to be my friend so we speak when we see one another.

"Hey Kendal," he said,

"Hey Nick," I replied,

"How do you know him?" the other guy whispers, "I heard he was a whore."

"You heard he was a whore?" Terry asks, "He's not. But watch your mouth."

"You can't believe everything you hear." I said to him and smiled, "What are you guys going to see?"

"Saw VI." Nick says, "you guys?"

"The Stepfather." Terry replied, "Let's go babe."

I got my popcorn and started walking over to the guy who tears the tickets. They followed us. I felt them both watching me the whole time. I hate that feeling. I think the feeling of being watched is one of the creepiest feelings ever. Then my phone vibrates and I get a text.

It says:

He's pissed.

I say:

Who is this?

Response:

Nick.

Me:

How did you get my number?

Nick:

You're friend Jordan gave it to me a while ago.

Me:

Why is your friend pissed?

Nick:

He thinks I was trying to get at you.

Me:

Oh. Enjoy your movie. :-)

Terry: Who were they?

Me: A familiar face from the club and his boyfriend I guess.

Terry: The tall one wants you.

Me: Does it matter? I want you.

Terry: I'm not the slightest bit worried, but you know you seem to not see things sometimes.

Me: I saw that he was wearing a turtleneck and not just any turtleneck. It said Duckhead on it.

Terry: Don't talk about his clothes. Bugle boy and Duckhead were the shit back in the day.

Nick texts me:

Your boyfriend is lucky.

Me:

No he's not. I am.

We see the movie and it was pretty good by the way and then we stop to at a restaurant that's next to the theater. When we walk in we're seated at a booth right next to Nick and his friend

"Are you fucking kidding me?" the friend says,

"Shh!" I heard Nick saying to him,

Okay so I had a couple of drinks at the theater. That's one thing I love about the theater we went to. They bring you great drinks and yeah they're expensive but Terry was paying. Anyway, as many of you know, I like to express myself when I have had a little liquor.

"I know he wasn't talking about me." I said to Terry,

"Are you getting fish or chicken?" Terry asked me, "I want a steak."

"I want a drink." I said,

Nick:

I think you're trying to make sure I don't get any tonight.

Terry took my phone and thought the message was funny.

I think it's nasty he wants to put his dick in that!"

"Be good." Terry said, "I'd hate to have to choke this little girl."

"I don't even want to eat here anymore," I heard the friend say,

"Then leave." I said,

"I wish niggas would stay at their own table." he said,

"I wish niggas weren't so insecure." I replied, "Actually I wish niggas would get up and just say what the problem is. I haven't done shit to you."

"If I don't get my steak tonight, it's your ass." Terry said, "And you can take that any way you want it."

Nick:

Please calm down.

"I'm sorry babe," I said to Terry, "I haven't done anything to him." Our waiter comes and gets the drink orders and then leaves. Another waiter goes to Nick's table and he's having a conversation with this boy.

"You should have come in to work today. The tips are great." the waiter said,

"I've just been trying to enjoy my day off," he said,

"I heard that."

Terry's the one who brings all of this to my attention. He says to me,

"Are you really in this restaurant arguing with the help on his day off?"

Why Do I have Dumb Friends?

Jordan: I think I'm going to change my name to KEN.

Me: Why? Did you sleep with someone named KEN?

Jordan: No. It's an acronym.

Me: You know that word?

Jordan: Shut up! It stands for Knowing everything knowledgeable?

Me: That's KEK!

Jordan: But it has an N sound.

Me: Do you know what else has an N sound? Nig--

Jordan: Think about it. You can go around saying it since your name is Kendal. You're lucky.

Me: No. You're dumb.

Jordan: Solange did it with T.O.N.Y...The Other Night, Why? Shouldn't her song be called T.O.N.W.

Me: Damn, you have a point.

Jordan: Am I still dumb?

Me: Yes.

Wanna Do It?

It's funny when you look at how things are done sometimes. One night my boyfriend got me to come over and when I went inside, candles were everywhere and he gave me a massage. He said sweet things to me like, "I love you." and "I just want to hold you in my arms." and then he made love to me.

It was great.

Then one day he came home from work, and he saw that I was downstairs watching TV. I love to lounge around in my underwear, so when he walked in the living room he said to this to me:

"Wanna go do it?"

Now the second situation didn't get Terry admission, and he blamed it on me. He said that if I wasn't parading around in my underwear he wouldn't have been tempted. I wasn't parading and the fact of the matter is, he comes home horny anyway. But honestly I was tired and "Wanna do it?" was a question that didn't get me in the mood.

Anyway, I just figured I'd share... I hope you all have a great weekend.