I remember when*

Okay.. A lot of ya'll..*my blogger homies* have like a weekly segment or you know something that they write about in a consistent matter...

So I have one too..

It's called I remember when...

I remember when I was in kindergarten my mom bought me my first dog. I named her after Dorthy's dog on the Wizard of Oz..Toe-Toe..I don't know if that's how its spelled..but she was so cute..I remember that day we fed her oat meal at my grandmas house. My mom didn't bring any dog food apparently..and me and my cousin admired her. I would wake up in the middle of the night to hold her and rock her..Until she got too big and my mom put her outside..I eventually got disinterested. One time she had worms..It grossed me out..and things were never the same between us.

I remember when..I was at the park across the street from my house..Must have been a year later..they used to give free lunches and snacks in the summer time. So I was there chillin.. So my mom told my best friend at the time Damita to go get me and bring me home. Man..she broke my heart that day..Told me she gave my dog to the pound..I remember sitting under our phone that hung on our wall in the kitchen, on a stool..crying my little heart out.. I first experience loss then..

I remember when.. I fell out of the tree in my back yard when I was probably 7..See I thought I was the next Dominque Dawes..So I was doing what I called gymnastics..and Bam!!! The branch broke! My body succumbed to gravity..and I hit the ground.Hard!! Mouth all bloody..Sprained arm..I got messed up..But that didn't stop me. I still climbed that tree..Until I got old enough not to really play outside..you know I grew up..and we played double dutch..

I remember when I couldn't dance..I mean I was in ballet since I was 2 1/2..and I could do perfect pirouettes @ 4..and could tap my ass off @ 6..but when it came to dancin' like my cousins did..and everyone in my neighborhood. Hence my nick name "White Girl".. I was lost! I remember my mama calling me in the house after she saw me attempting to gyrate in our front yard w/ all the girls from the block..She said "Girl you aren't going to be out there shakin' your tail..All these men around..You aren't going to be like these fast girls" But she was one of the main ones telling me that I didn't have any rhythm if I wasn't shuffle ball stepping or doing pleayes..Lol..but behind closed doors..chile I was learning how to pop and drop it..and by the time I was in the 6th grade I was killin them in dance contest. I danced hard..

Speaking of dance..I remember when in the 11th grade. I had enough credits to basically do a co-op. I had always been a dancer..and a group of my dancer friends from my dance school were doing this out of school everyday dance class. Of course I had to be apart of it. I remember me having a car and not being able to drive it because my mom decided as my punishment the summer before that I wouldn't be able to take drivers ed. So I remember being embarrassed that I had to ride this big ass yellow bus all by myself to go dance with my prestigious friends. I remember being fed up..and sneaking my car out..all of the time..and finally getting caught..gettin my ass whooped..and her finally letting me do my own thing. *I got pulled over for having a tail light out one week after I got my license* wheewh..Neway...

I remember when I used to be shy to go across the floor. I remember when I was afraid to show what I really had. I remember when my teacher who was 40 something..and FAB! Down to earth..but she thought I was the worst dancer..Until..she told me in front of the whole class..that I shouldn't have hidden what I really had. And that I proved her wrong. She said she knew I was afraid and timid. I think the riding the bus in the beginning messed me up..lol.. She said that I should never be that way again in life. I remember all of my dancer friends..whom I still most of them keep in touch w/..And all guy dancers ARE NOT GAY!

I remember when I met Toi... Me and my girl I'll call her Tina..went out..We went to the Body Tap..Her ass showing me around the "A"...It's hood..I fit in good when I want to. * my peeps here call me New-New- thats a whole different post* Neway I had hips and an ass..Speaking of..I REMEMBER WHEN I HAD A BIG ASS! SIZE 7-9 OR 8-10...How ever it came..Anyway..We walked in.. We went to the bathroom. It was this beautiful girl in the bathroom. Thick..Nice face..and just badd. I complimented her outfit..cuz she rolled flyy just like me and my girl..She told me she was from the D..and me being from MI we clicked. But I let her..and she let me go about my business..

Anyway we walked out..and Tina..She peeped TI before I did. I was busy trying to do something else..admiring the purple on the wall..So I wasn't paying no attention when they motioned for us to come over. We went..They offered me a shot of Patron. I was a punk..in front of all of the stars..YES AND SAID.."MY MOMMA TOLD ME NEVER TO TAKE A DRINK FROM JUST ANYONE AND I DON'T KNOW YA'LL..".. I wonder if they could tell I was sooo scared!? Next thing I know Tina is telling me to come on..That Swiss Beats wants us to come along...

We get into her car..and follow them to this studio..It was beautiful. I was soooo freaking nervous..trying to play it cool..I knew what they possibly wanted..But I had my girl there..But her ass was a freak..so I was really scared..To make a long story short..Swiss did his thing in front of TI and all of his peeps..Tiny..her girls..but I didn't want to be in the studio w/ them..I was not a groupie..they picked me..but that's how I felt..

Toi, Tina, and I began to talk over some drinks..We exchanged numbers..she said she would call me..The next thing you know she was up and out. And all of TI's ppl.. Me and Tina were left. Swiss found me..and brought me into the studio..and was playing the TI song he was producing..The white guy mastering it was tired..and Swiss was like "Get used to it dude, if you want to do this". It was like 5 am..and my ass was tired..But white dude left..my girl was in the same room dozing..buzzed..And Swiss and I just danced..Boy. That boy can dance his ass off. I'm from MI and we step..and he can step and bop is what we call it..We talked about his wife..and I asked him why he sought out other women? Ya'll know the answer..the same one they all give..Neway..they are divorced now..So I see why. He wanted us to go back to his/and his cousins hotel room..Lord knows what they wanted to do to us..I couldn't do that shit man..A lot of girls would have..I had been there done that..not being the number one chick...I wasn't having it AGAIN..Now if I would have been single..and he would have been..TOTALLY DIFFERENT STORY..I would have gave him some..and he would be writing songs about me til this day..YA'LL SEE WHAT I DO TO THEM..LOL.. Neway..Toi..I started kicking it w/ her hard..She was Jeezys girlfriend/ manager before he became who he is. So she had inside connections. Me her and baby girl chilled during the day..and just me and her @ night..We went here and there..I saw him and her..Heard about this and that..and I saw a lot. We don't talk any more..That girl had more numbers than anyone I've ever met..Somehow we lost track..Anyway I remember when I was amongst the stars..

I remember when..I had the hugest crush on this boy that went to my high school. He was white. His name was Jedediah. He had like 5 hott brothers or something like that. I called him Jeddy bear. At this time he was with Amber. And I was with Jonny. We were feeling each other though. But the timing wasn't right. I was convinced that this was simply a crush that would pass..and I was going to marry Jonny and have pretty little mixed babies. Wherever we went wrong. He was jealous and controlling..but a real attentive boyfriend..Oh well.. We went our separate ways. I was a senior in high school. He had graduated the year before. Got a job as the football coach for our middle school..and that's where it began. Boy..we had fun..while we lasted. His dad was a little more than racist..so I didn't feel comfortable really. I don't really remember what happened between us to end. I know it wasn't anything dramatic. God gave him the littlest gift that I have ever seen to date though. I made it seem grand! All girls do! But I remember that I could be free with him. I am sure he harbors some of my deepest secrets. I remember him being a really good friend..and boyfriend while we lasted..