Over and over in my notebook

Taking the braids out

I took my braids out today.I started doing it yesterday and finished it today.I had plans on relaxing my hair in a few days but,decided to just wash and straighten it today.I got the best results when I turned the flat iron up to seventeen.I used just my sheen spray for heat protection because I don’t like using the grease for it.I sizzles and oil drips sometimes.I prefer straighten my hair with the flat iron.I think it’s a far better option then the hot comb.If I could go back in time I would only straighten my hair with a blow dryer and/or a flat iron.Back when I was natural for a little while I used to blow dry my hair straight then finish it up with the hot comb.

Last night without the braids.Because I cut them and took some out yesterday,I slept so much better.It so much more comfortable.

Pony

Cops

Last night I had a dream that I was accused of murder.The police came to my house and said that I killed a man.It was several of them.More like a swat team.They just came bursting in.I told them that I didn’t do it.One said ‘yeah right that what everyone says.’Then they all laughed.I said no I can prove it.

At this point I went to find my camera.And I said I was taking pictures at that time.I just couldn’t find the camera I looked everywhere and just thought and thought about where it was.During this time that I was looking one of the men said strip.Then a woman came in.One of those tough looking women.Long hair kind of big wearing a plaid shirt.She sat down in a chair that was right by the coffee table and said ‘Dance’.I started to cry I told the men please don’t make me do this.They said ‘If you don’t want to go to jail you have to do this.’I stood on the table and danced while everyone shouted and threw money.

The woman was the dominant one yelling ‘Dance.Bend over.Show that ass.’I had to go through this for what seemed like forever.I just stepped off the table and said I’m going to go find my camera now.Then one of the men said ‘we want to see pussy.’ I was really upset by what they were saying.And to make it worst the woman was still seated where she had been the whole time watching me dance.Right at the table.I looked at the woman and said I can’t do that.And the men said do it.I stood on the table and slowly and seductively removed the pantyhose I was wearing.As I bend over pulling the pantyhose to my ankles I felt a fingertip touch my pussy.I froze and looked back.It was one of the men.He rubbed my pussy for a few seconds and said to the other guys look at how wet she is.He told me I could get off the table.At this point the woman got up and left.I walked around the table to where she had been sitting.When she left the chair just disappeared.I bend over the table and let the guy who had rubbed my pussy fuck me.He was great.

Afterward I said let me go find my camera now and soon after I found it.I gave it to one of the policemen.I said ‘where’s the woman cop.’And they said ‘that woman wasn’t a cop she just someone from jail we bring along to torture people.’Everyone gather around the guy with the camera to look at it.Expect for one guy.He stood back from everyone else and came to me and told me to fuck him.I said ‘I’ve already fucked out of this mess.’And he said ‘this is for my own personal fun.And I could make you still go to jail.’I said ‘okay.’Then we walked to one of the bedroom in the back.I was wearing nude pantyhose and just a bra.I felt embarrassed.And I didn’t want to have sex with him.Walking to the bedroom was like just walking down the street and it was random people just hanging around.We went to the bedroom and as he closed the door I woke up.

What is this

I was outside in the backyard yesterday bringing in clothes and I looked down and saw a huge bug.I wasn’t really afraid of it like I usual am of bugs I just wondering what it was.Since I wasn’t afraid of it I got a picture of it.Getting a picture of it meant stepping over it because it was right under the door and coming in to get the camera.And walking back outside potentially letting it in.

I looked it up.Although I didn’t think I would find it because I could just google big caterpillar because that’s what it looks like.So I did an image search and found it!

It’s called a ‘wooly bear’.I was to lazy or stupid to read the entire thing in Wikipedia about it.But,that what it is.The forum where I found this photo was so funny.It took a little while to find the information I was looking for.Well,that and it took forever for the page to load.

A dream and stuff

Last night I had a dream that it was near the end of the school year and I hadn’t gotten all of my things together.I’ve been having dreams like that a lot lately where I haven’t gotten all my things together for the year end.Well,anyway I was in a hallway and it was this huge pile of stuff laying at the end of the hallway.The end of the hallway was ever changing but,at this point there were lockers that at the end of the hallway that went down the line because it was another hall.

On the floor there were books papers and other school supplies.I went through them the day before to get my things but,there was still a lot more I needed to get to take home.This day everybody else were getting all of there things to and I went to do something else i.e get laid in an empty classroom which happened to have a bed.So by the time I went out to get my things everybody was walking around in the hallway.While I was picking up stuff and stuffing them in my backpack the locker turned into shelves of perfume.I looked through the perfumes that were on the shelves but,there wasn’t anything I wanted.They were all very cheap.Like the most expensive was 2 dollars.I wanted something expensive so I just went back to sorting.When I stood up again to go to class and was going to get everything else after class I noticed that it was some perfume in my backpack pocket.I got mad and said ‘who put this perfume in my backpack’.And a guy passed by while I was talking to whoever I was talking to who just popped up at this time.I said to the girl ‘I don’t want this perfume’.Then all of a sudden this girl that was with him wanted to fight me and he was holding her back.I thought what happened.And he told her she just was saying that she didn’t want the perfume what’s that to get mad about.

That was the end of the dream.I think that the end of the dream was about how people just get mad at me for no reason at all.I started writing this as soon as I woke up so I’m sure there’s several mistakes but,I’m not going to fix them because I’m hungry I’m going to go cook breakfast.

This morning when I first woke up I looked at the time on my cellphone and saw that it’s the eleventh day and the eleventh month.I thought I wonder or people going to put some significants on 11th day of the 11th month of 2011.Then I thought what significants would someone put on it.And it came to me quickly eleven eleven eleven.If you add all the ones up you get 6 it’s in a group of three to get there.And if you add up eleven three times you get 33 three plus three is six.The worlds coming to an end on November 11th 2011 O.o.

Thinking about Christmas

cold

I had a dream that I was cold.I went out shopping for coats.I couldn’t find one in the store that I was at so I went outside because there were some clothes of a rack being sold.I bought the coat with the gloves included because suddenly my hands were so cold.They were freezing.After I put on the gloves I woke up and my hands were cold.Then I noticed they were numb from laying on them.

cornrow

I cornrowed Deliahs hair today (Deliahs is my mannequin heads name.)It turned out looking okay.

I haven’t finished it yet that’s just one side of it done.I hope that I can cornrow my own hair.But,I’m not sure because this was so hard.I’m so excited though that I finally have learned how to do this.

An eye

Short and nice

Hernandez came by here today.He came to the back door.And I answered it.We hugged and cuddled for awhile.It felt like his dick was hard through his pants.Or that could have been my imagination.I asked him did he like my hair.And he said was that’s not your hair.’If he didn’t like it I do appreciate him not saying anything about.Telling me it’s ugly like he did the last time.He wanted to just come up to my room.I told him my room was messy.I went upstairs and cleaned up a little.Then I back downstairs to the loving room.I climbed on top of him.He sucked my tits.And bounced me up and down on him.After a few minutes he told me ‘let’s go upstairs’.

We came upstairs and just fucked right away.I didn’t suck his dick.We used a condom and I was able to use the lubrication.When we first started fucking I said ow.Then he said ‘don’t even try it.I know you can have sex without it hurting now.’This was right before we had sex then I went to get my cell phone.After comfortable fucking him for about a minute.I got my cell phone and started tweeting that I was fucking.It took a long time to write it all out.As usual but,more so because I had a man bouncing up and down on top of me.

He told me later while we were having sex that he came over here a couple of weeks ago but,he didn’t have time to come over here.We fucked with him on top of me and then doggy style.Doggy style is okay but it’s kind of overwhelming when done really hard and fast.And I really don’t like the fact that he wants my head and shoulders all the way down.Then I can’t swing my hair around like I had planned.:(

We went back to missionary and he slipped out.And was trying to fuck me for a few second.Then he just took the condom off and started jacking off.I was disappointed because it was like he just couldn’t come inside of me.While we were fucking I saw the he was looking at the clock.I thought ‘Yes he has a time limit.He’s going to come inside of me.’He started fucking me harder and I thought this is it.I didn’t really say anything about him jacking off inside of fucking me.I thought about asking him to finish fucking me and giving him another condom but,I just thought ‘You know you don’t care’.And went ahead and let him because I didn’t.

While he was jacking off he asked me did I want to drink his come.I would have but,I remembered how bad it taste.I don’t think I could pretend that it tasted good.So I didn’t swallow his come and he came on my stomach.

He laid down and I laid down in his arms.He keep pulling my hair accidentally but it hurt.And I would say ‘ow you’re pulling my hair’.And he said This isn’t your hair.Stop saying that it’s your hair.’But,he didn’t seem to get that The hair is tied into my head so when he pulls it he’s pulling my hair to and it’s painful.

While we were talking I asked him was he coming by on our anniversary.And he said when is it.And I said December 8.And he said I came by here in December and I said yes you did.Then he said he thought it was in November.And asked me did I remember if it was after he crashed his car.And I said ‘I don’t know.We didn’t have a reason to talk.’I was funny I was thinking what the fuck would we be talking for I wanted to fuck.

I told him that I knew that that was when we met because I wrote it in my diary.And he asked me what did I write about him.I told him it’s my diary why would I tell him.He said I just want to know what you wrote about me.I looked at him and thought about what I wrote and what to tell him and decided not to tell him.And I said I’m not going to tell you.And he let it go.

He put his shirt on and said that he lost his underwear and I said ‘you don’t need them anyway it isn’t like anyone’s going to be seeing them.’After he put his clothes on he told me to walk him to the door.I was still naked and I said like this.And he said as long as you stay at the door and don’t go outside.I then got my housecoat and put it on (because I wasn’t going to the door like that) and I saw that his phone was laying out and put it in my pocket.A little later after he got his mask he asked me to give him his phone back.And I said I don’t have it.And he tried reaching in my pocket to get it and I wouldn’t let him.He actually said I’m going to count to three and you better give it to me.And he said one and I said ‘I’m not a child.’He said ‘I’m going to count to three’.And I said ‘what are you going to do to me’.He said ‘I’m going to leave the phone here and I’m not coming back.’I let him count to three.And he just said ‘okay’  and left out of the room and went down the stairs.I went down the stairs behind him and gave him the phone back.When I reached it to him he had a big smile on his face.He probably was thinking I can control her.