REALLY? See now this is why Im hating You-tube more and more each day. If you don’t know anything about an “expensive” product you just go out and buy it without at least making sure you have enough knowledge to make a sound purchase? Yall know I love my make-up, and you sure as hell know I love my MAC so when I see shit like this it makes me laugh like hell. All her pigments are fake. All her brushes are fake. There is no was in DEE HELL she got them from a Cosmetics Company Outlet. I even looked up “illegal cco store” like she claimed was there and got nothing. Yall know da google know every’ting. Odds are she brought this fake shit from a site like Brush 111 or even Ebay, got the “let me show off my shit itus” that everyone on you tube seems to have right now, and got seriously Pwnd when everyone told her she spent over 300 bucks on fake shit.

DONT GET GOT

http://accidentalbeauty.com/makeup/how-to-spot-fake-mac-cosmetics/
A great guide on how to spot fake Mac Cosmetics

http://reviews.ebay.com/MAC-BRUSHES-Guide-to-Fake-vs-Authentic-MAC-brushes_W0QQugidZ10000000002525878
A guide on how to spot fake Mac Brushes

My mother and I share in the same “aint shit” mentality. It wasn’t shocking for her to send me a “they aint shit, look at them” email from work. What was shocking however was that these pictures didn’t originate from the dirty south .. no, these are straight out of (dirty) New Jersey. I cant understand for the life of me why people want to come to prom looking like they should be walking the back ally’s of Hunts Point. Check out these hood boogers

Seriously though? Is this what “we” (and the only reason I say we is because we’re all paleness chanlenged and young, otherwise I wouldn’t associate with this kind of fuckery even if we were blood family) have become? Dont try and tell me that these dudes are straight either, dressed like extras from Aladin On Ice and shit.

I really do, but im about to go in on some of them. No, im not naming any names ..

Sometimes I think I’m the only one with a brain. I’m here on earth so that some of my friends who are lacking gray matter can borrow upon my ample knowledge. I’m grateful that they find me of service, but sometimes calling on me just isn’t appropriate for the situation. Let me share with you guys just a few incidents that left me wondering why I’m friends with some people. If you read on and figure out im talking about you then let me just say that I love you very much … but still WTF were you thinking?

Allie, I dont know if im pregnant ….

True, I have a kid, that however doesn’t mean that I now have built in EPT powers. You think you’re pregnant? GO TO THE DRUG STORE AND BUY A TEST. This one is not for those just calling me for support, rather for those calling me asking me IF they are  pregnant. I do not know you’re ovulation cycle, I was not in the room when you screwed him,  I did not see the fluid exchange, and further more I dont have a sonogram machine ready to use. Why the hell you calling me again?

(background moans) Allie, what was that color of MAC lipstick you suggested me last week (louder moans)? You know girrrrllllll, the really bright :ohhh shit baby deeper!: red one? ________ is about to take me to MAC after this …

HOLD UP. Yall know I love a good chat about make-up. Can you do me a favor though and call me AFTER you finish screwing MR. Man? Odds are im bitter because I haven’t had sex GOOD SEX since Bryan was immobile, so please spare me the phone bone and call me when you are done. Russian Red can wait till after he nuts KTHXBYE.

(my phone rings at 4am, and I pick it up because who would really be calling me at 4 am?) ALLIE, _____ AND I JUST GOT KIDNAPPED BY THESE GUYS IN BROOKLYN! AT LEAST, I THINK WE ARE IN BROOKLYN… IF I DONT MAKE IT HOME TONIGHT TELL MY MOTHER WHAT HAPPENED TO ME!!!!

O_0 First of all stop screaming at me. Its 4 am. Wait, what the fuck did you just tell me? So you and your ditsy babymomma friend of yours done got pseudo kidnapped by some guys you met on some chatline? Oh, you say they left you and ol’ girl locked in their car while they went in a store or something? Now tell me this… why are you on the phone with me and not fucking 911? Better yet, why are you not busting out the windows and running for your dear life? Oh, I get it you ain’t in no real trouble and you just like drama. Its 4 am, free up my line for my booty calls. Thanks.

When i was younger this was one of my FAVORITE movies. Hell, it still has a soft spot in my heart and makes me wish I was a little less girly, and a little more athletic (even if its just for a few seconds) so I could attract a baler who was into girls with B cups and 6 packs and fall in love over a common interest.

I myself however would end up being the pink barbie barbie doll loving, DDD cup and slightly pudgy tummy having, BAP. I’m too lazy for the B Ball life.

I used to watch this movie almost every week in my early teens, then around 16-17ish I kinda stopped watching it — Ok, I’ll be truthful, I scratched up the DVD. Recently I made an Amazon.com order of some “black” movies  that I love(this, Jason’s Lyric <3, A Low Down Dirty Shame, and The Brothers).

I popped it in the DVD player as a 21 year old and sadly didn’t get the same overall affect that I did as a 13 year old. For those who have never watched it — well too damn bad I’m about to spoil it. SHIT, its been out long enough, if you haven’t seen it then that’s your fault.

Some parts were still as magical to me as when I first watched it. When Quincy asked Monica to be his girl and ride on his bike to school my heart melted like I didn’t know that within 10 seconds of their new relationship he would Chris Brown her ass to the ground calling her a dog and other assorted names just because she said “I don’t have to do what you say” . Go on girl for your 11 year old independence! Another magic moment that would choke me the hell up was, you guessed it, the love scene. Whats more perfect then having your cherry popped while hearing Maxwell sing “This Woman’s Work” in the background after finding out that a college wants you to do something you love? To add to that, having your twat popped by a young sexy Omar Epps? SHIITTT.

As the movie progressed I started to have a different feeling all together about the relationship of Monica & Quincy, and my over all love of the movie. See it all started at the scene where Quincy just found out his father had cheated on his mother. He was sitting on some bleachers looking for some compassion from Monica on the situation, which she was clearly giving him to the best of her abilities. She stated to him that she had curfew and had to go back to her dorm, but that she’d call him when she got in to talk some more about the situation. Evidently that wasn’t sitting too well with Q and he was mad at her for the fact she didn’t stay when he was hurting. He even fucked around on her with some other girl taking her to burger king, which to him wasn’t nothing, but shit its a date!

This is where the 13 year old Alyson differs from the 21 year old Alyson.

The 13 year old Alyson was mad mad MAD. I was mad that Monica left her man in his time of need. How could she just tell him she had to go when he was hurting like that. Serves her ass right, that’s why she lost her “good man” to her foolish love of basket ball.

The 21 year old Alyson? FUCK OUTTA HERE QUINCY! Here goes another man on some bitch shit. I understand you are hurting Q-dawg, but Monica had to go, she had curfew. Its not like she said “well, whatever ninja i got to go — bye bitch”. She let him know that she was under a manditory curfew and if she didn’t obey then she could be benched or even cut from the team. Mostlikely she had a full or partial scolorship for playing ball at the school and needed to stay in good standing with the coach. She even said “i’ll call you when I get in”. That wasn’t good enough for Quincy. Shit, I didn’t see no rings on her fingers, no kids in tow. Its not like she didn’t love or care about him — she was just living in reality and knew what she had to do. Aint nothing wrong with that.

Dear Miss Virgin,

I know virginity is a great thing – you are as “pure” as the day you were born, or so you say. Be proud in the fact that you haven’t yet been touched. Teen girls especially since teen pregnancy is at an all time high. Hell, I got pregnant at 19 (BUT, didn’t become a mother till 20) so im begging you dont follow in those footsteps, there are better things to do at this age then pop out 45459743 babies. HOWEVER, can you please shut the fuck up about it? There is something that is erie to me about a purity ring. So your daddy -who was probably the biggest whore around and fucked your mom numerous times before he even though of putting a ring on it- gave you a purity ring and made you make a promise between him and god that you would remain untouched until you are married. Im sorry, but that is creepy. My father can give me advice and lead me in the right direction but never will he have the last word on my sexuality. Purity ring wearing females are just as attention whorish as girl who are letting their sluttish ways hang out for all to see, just in a different way. Why should everyone you encounter know why you wear that ring for? When you take the ring off can we assume that you have crossed over to the “dark” side? I know you are trying to counteract the oversexed nature of our society, but i fear that virginity (especially purity rings) is being used as like a big rebellious fad. Virginity  to some is just as trendy the next pair of Vans.

Cool if you decide to remain a virgin, as a matter of fact more power to you sister … but dont be a god damn tease. Dont take half naked pictures of your “hot bod” in a suggestive pose and put them on the internet or send them to dudes. Dont sit around in front of a webcam and get naked with your hot bodied female friends, rubbing on each others boobs and shit. There is nothing cool and pure about that. You aren’t pure sister, you are CONFUSED. Dont sit around and brag about being a virgin when its obvious you’ve coohie bumped with a few carpet lickers in your young years. YES im talking to you, you confused lesbian one hit wonder. Dont know about sexual confusion? Well bitch go and GOOGLE THAT.

Ps. I cant wait till some of you get married to find out that sexual pleasure isn’t as hyped up as you would come to think. — and that your husband has a two inch cawk.