and just like that....poof
Alright y'all, I'm out!
Blogland is too crazy for me LOL.
Glad I got the chance to meet some cool people, and I'll still be coming by commenting on your blogs.
Peace
Mocha
Damn, it’s almost been a month. I deserve a slap for taking so long…but maybe when I finish this y’all will understand. I’ve had too much on my mind. I digress…N came home and her and I chilled on the couch theorizing about what was going on for about 2 hours and until we heard B’s hesitant foot steps coming up the stairs.B: Ummm…hi
Mocha: What’s up B?
B: Ummm….nothing….
N: Ok, so what the hell’s the deal.
B sighs, she puts down her bags and tears start to well up in her eyes (I know Miz JJ is rolling her eyes right now).
B: Ok…see, I had some debts.
We nod
B: and uh…instead of paying the bills I tried to pay off my debts and keeping the minimums paid on the bills…but it didn’t work
We nod again (NOTE: we agreed not to cuss her until she told us everything)
B: But um…don’t worry I paid everything on Thursday (today is Saturday), the rent is all up to date, I gave her a registered check, and the hydro and the phone bill (which is in N’s name) everything is paid. I swear!
Mocha (knows when she’s being played): ok so you’re in mad debt, haven’t paid our bills in month, but you managed to pay off all of our debts on one day? How’d you swing that?
B: Well I borrowed some cash from my sister and went to
Mo.ney M.artSidenote: did you know that Mone.y Ma.rt has an annual interest rate of 59%???!!!!???? What the ass is that? That’s not a interest rate, that’s my daddy’s age! LOL.
N: What the f*ck is wrong with you? Why wouldn’t you just step to us and tell us you were low on funds? (so much for no cussing)
B: I know, it seems so stupid now!
Mocha: well…what kinda debt are you in?
B: Well I haven’t filed my taxes in the last couple of years, and the government is threatening to garnish my wages.
M & N: Damn!
We talked, she cried, we cussed, she cried, we reasoned with her and guess what this b*tch did? She cried.
But wait Mocha! Why you calling her a bitch you might say? I mean granted she messed up but, maybe she just got in a tight spot and didn’t think right.
Yeah right. That’s what I thought too until….
Monday afternoon:
Mocha: Yo B, can you bring me proof that all the bills are paid? Like a bank statement or something? (I was owed that at least right?)
B: Yeah of course.
Monday passes….
Tuesday passes…..
Wednesday afternoon
Mocha: Umm…B? I really shouldn’t have to f*%kin’ step to you again? What the hell is wrong with you??? Are the bills paid? Cause N checked the phone bill and it still hasn’t been paid!
B: Yeah I paid them! I wouldn’t lie to you again! Maybe it just hasn’t gone through yet, I did telephone banking…I’ll bring you something tomorrow!!!
Thursday passes.....
Friday night:
N & I see a receipt on the kitchen table that shows the bills paid, but guess what y’all? the date has been ripped off the top of the receipt. B wasn’t coming home that night so it was up to your girl Mocha to confront her the next morning cause N had to work.
Mocha: Why’s the date ripped off the receipt?
B: Huh? Oh…I had other payments on there that were private so I ripped off the top…that’s all
Mocha: Ok, well I want proof of date of payment so lets take a walk to your bank. Or we can do it online. (like I don’t have other shit I could be doing!)
B: Well it’s really early, I’d rather be having a coffee than walking to my bank.
Pause
Pause
Oh…you wanna know what the pause was about? That was Mocha trying not to slap the shit out off her smart ass mouth.
Anyway, we finally bring up her account online, and what does it say? It says she paid the bills yesterday!! Can I tell y’all this girl spent 2 damn hours lying to me and trying to tell me that her bank must have fucked up the dates?!!
After I finally convinced her that we were gonna take a walk down to her bank to straighten the situation did she admit that she had just paid the bills, and she had to take another loan out from Mon.ey Ma.rt.
I know what you’re thinking…another?? That’s right. This girl is so far in debt and keeps screwing herself, for what you might ask? WE STILL DON’T KNOW! She, to this day has not admitted as to what she is spending her money on, and we would have asked her again, but the very next week the girl disappeared. Yep, all of her shit is still in the apartment she has sent the landlord her share of the rent but…
POOF
The girl is gone. Don’t know where she’s staying…her sisters maybe?,….she’s changed jobs I think. And is MIA.
As you can expect N and I are in the midst of figuring out what we are gonna do about our living situation. But that’s what’s been going on in Mocha’s home.
How the hell are y’all doing?? LOL
Heya!
So much to talk about... I know I gotta finish on the roomie....trust me when I say:
SHE'S CRAZY!!
What else???
Gotta put my two cents in about Kramer....
I'm on my countdown to meetting ShellyP
Gotta explain why I'm on a dating hiatus!
But I'm at the plantation so can't do it all right now.
Just wanted to drop in and make sure everyone is doing well...
I'll be swinging by your blogs soon.
Peace,
Mocha
Calm down G.G...calm down (cont'd)
G.G. calm down! (
if you don’t know who the hell G.G is, here ya go)
There must be an explanation. I mean, there’s no way she could just be taking money for hydro and not paying it? Right? Right?! I mean what would she do when the lights go out. There must be another reason….but wait, this says we owe almost a grand in past due hydro bills!!!!!
I tell N what I’ve found. She’s just as confused as I am….she says “I better check the phone bill” we hang up.
Now G.G is simmering just beneath the surface, but the naïve girl inside me says that my girl wouldn’t do me like that. This must be a hdyro f#&ck up…until N calls me back.
The phone bill is past due.
Almost $500 past due.
G.G. has gotten outta the shower and is getting dressed.
Has this girl paid anything??? I call her. But since I promised N I wouldn’t cuss her off over the phone, I had to put G.G in a straight jacket for a minute
“Hey B, what time you gonna be home??”
B: Not sure, what’s up?
Mocha: “Just think we need to have roommate talk”
B: “Ummmm….ok….is everything ok?”
Mocha: Not sure, lets just sit down and talk face to face about the whole thing”
B (sounding very, very nervous): Umm….ok, I can be home by 6:30
Mocha: Cool
I hang up. Now I don’t know about you guys, but when I’m pissed off it’s very hard for me to hide it. So for me to talk to her and not be able to say anything was almost like God working miracles in me, I swear….I was just about to pat myself on the back for my restraint when
BRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIING
(actually, my cell phone ring is Closer by
Goapele so it was more like….."
closer to my dreams"…..but you get the picture)
I pick up, it’s B
B: Hey….umm…Mocha…you sound upset, so what’s this all about what’s going on
Mocha breaks a lil’
Mocha: well first off our hydro hasn’t been paid, the girls in the store have seen the disconnect notices.
B: What?? What are they talking about…hydro must have messed up
Mocha breaking a lil’ more
Mocha: oh yeah, well it must have been a big fuck up because I found disconnect notices!!!
B: Oh.
Pause
B: Ok, well honestly, they sent one, and it was a long time ago…and it was a mistake.
Mocha about to break her foot off in B’s ass
Mocha: Hmmm…that’s funny too, cuz I’m looking at 2 notices, from last month!
B: Oh….ummmm…..
Mocha: we’ll talk about it when you get your ass home.
B: Um….ok…bye!
No sooner do I hang up the phone than N calls me back from work, she’s on her way home. Seems she’s talked to our landlord and B’s rent cheques have been bouncing. Did I mention that N gives B the cash for her share of the rent?? So let’s review:
We give her cash for hydro: NOT PAID
Phone bill: NOT PAID
Rent: NOT PAID
All together now: what the hell was this girl doing with the money?
She’s not like me…there’s no shoe obsession!!
She’s rarely rockin’ anything that was bought in the past 2 years…doesn’t party, doesn’t vacation. So what the hell was she doing???
We were about to find out.
N came home and her and I chilled on the couch theorizing about what was going on for about 2 hours and until we heard B’s hesitant foot steps coming up the stairs.
B: Ummm…hi
(to be continued…I can’t help it, I got ADD can’t write it all at once LOL)
Calm down G.G...calm down
So, it's been a crazy couple of weeks!
I never really got too deep into my living situation...lemme break it down. I've been living with two girl for almost two years now. We've got a HUGE 3 bedroom apartment, with washer and dryer, skylights in every room a balcony and jacuzzi tub...I love my apartment.
Everyone told us that three women living together isn't a good idea....
"you guys will never get along"
"it'll be two against one"
"there's only ONE bathroom"
But for we've proved them all wrong. We get along, respect each other's space and we all have different work schedule so we are able give each other space when it's necessary. It's been great!
You know it couldn't last right?
We live above a clothing store, and a couple weeks ago I headed downstairs on a Saturday afternoon, to stroll the neighborhood, do some grocery shopping and all that....when one of the girls from the store stopped me
Her: Ummm....sorry, I don't mean to get in your business...but uhhhh is your hydro gonna get cut off?
Me: Huh? What're you talking about?
Her: Sorry, it's just that we've been seeing disconnect notices in the mailboxes....we just are worried that your hydro going out might effect the store.....
Me: Huh?
No I hadn't become a monosyllabic wonder, it's just that we pay our bills on time...every month. I know that cuz we give money to B who takes care of them. So what the hell was going on?
So I called my best friend and other roommate N at work and she suggested calling hydro directly and finding out what the hell was going on.
So I went into B's room to find the latest hydro bill to get the account number to call. As I picked through the mail....what was that?? is that a disconnect notice??? wait is that two of them???
What the f$#k ?!?!?
...to be continued.....
Truth or Damn dare...sigh
So I got caught up in the truth or dare game that
Trizzy has brought on us!!! She asked me what I thought of a certain blogger when I met him, and being a woman of my word I will answer.
T.Cas had questions of his own…what’s the deal with LD boy (listen to Marvin Gaye distant lover that’ll answer it…LOL I’m playin’ I’ll answer). Then I got questions for the both of y’all (insert evil laugh here)
So what did I think of
Rashan aka T.Cas when I met him?? Well you wanted truth so here you go, my running internal dialougue:
Hmm…shorter than I expected.
Awww…what a nice smile.
Why isn’t he looking at me?
LOL!!! LMAO this guy is funny as hell…cool
Wait…are we lost. Lord have mercy he’s lost!!
He doesn’t eat? Only one meal a day? Ok this muthaf^&ka ain’t normal?
He doesn’t like people?
He doesn’t dance?
What does he do?
LOL!! Ahhh he makes fun of people, just like me, we gonna get along just fine!!
I’m glad I got a chance to meet Rashan, he’s definitely cool people. He’s very much the same in person (for the brief time that we met up) as he is blogging or msn. I didn’t have the urge to use a can of mase or a taser on him (wink). He’s one of those people I don’t have to talk to everyday and we can still be cool. And I think I finally met my match as far as sarcasm, who knew the day would come?
Ok…LD Boy.
I met LD boy in Miami a while back, but he actually lives in ATL. We had a mad crazy connection from the first night. Miz JJ was there, she can back me up. We hung out for a bit while we were both down there and went our separate ways. So started the long distance “relationship”. We talked every day when I got back to Toronto…what can I say about this man except I’m straight up in love with him. He’s beautiful, intelligent, strong (mentally and physically), has a strong awareness of who is now and who he wants to be, loves to travel, wants to do so much to help his people, and when he looks at me…..shit y’all I feel like “I wouldn’t want to go to heavan” (check out Sade if you don’t know get this reference) now don’t get me wrong…. He has his faults…Lord does he ever. This man is so hard headed it’s ridiculous, highly opinionated, knows how to push your buttons…and sometimes takes pleasure in it. But fuck it. I love him.
So why aren’t we together asks
Rashan…among others. Well I know he asked for truth, but I’m not gonna break down the whole story outta respect for him…just cuz I decided to have a blog doesn’t mean his biz needs to be all out there. Let’s just say because of the distance among other things he ain’t willing to go there. I know the deal, and respect his choices…and truth be told I know in some ways he’s right. BUT
It’s frustrating though…we have a crazy connection that’s undeniable. I feel it, he feels it and people around us feel our vibe. But we can’t be together. I’ve been trying to deal with it, get past it, move on with someone else…but it’s next to impossible.
I spoke with him about moving on with someone else, and he told me “Never compromise….you’re too special”. But I guess what he doesn’t get, is that if it’s not him, that’s just what I’m doing.
So there Rashan, is that real enough for you????
So my questions for Trizzy and T?
Trizzy:
If you could go back in time and take back one thing you had said to someone, who would it be and why?
T.Cas:
What the hell do I want to know that I don’t just ask you??? Oh I know. Remember when you said you were thinking something that time that Miz JJ and I met up with you?? But wouldn’t tell me what it was?......it’s time!!!! I’m callin’ you out!Peace y’all
Got some questions
Some things I'm pondering.......Why am I still so tired?
When will I get off my ass and do what I've been dreaming about?
Why did I tell him that?
Will we ever talk again?
How am I gonna get my work visa so I can get the heck ottta here?
Why am I worried about someone I've never even met?
How is she so damn strong?????
Why do most of my close friends live so far?
When will I stop pushing people away?
Is it so bad to have him in my life again?
Should I tell her there's toilet paper stuck to her shoe? Hmmm maybe after her speech LMAO
Why do I ask myself questions I know the anwser to?
Why does his mental illness make me feel more helpless than the other's physical pain?
ummm.....why is she talking about black people like she's not black?
If everything happens for a reason, why do I keep fighting the inevitable?
Does ShellyP know that our tickets are booked and I'll be in her town for New Years? :D
Ok...so I shouldn't compromise....but I can't have what I want...so what should I do? end up alone?
Should I just go out on the date? Or am I wasting his time?
Grow my hair back again? locs? twists? hmmmmmm
Is this what I'm supposed to be doing?
What songs should I download today?
Should I get another side gig?
Why did I stop playing the piano?
When can i retire? LOLOL!!!
Wonder what G.G. is thinking? ;)
Have a good day!
The continued adventures of G.G
So I've finally gotten my laptop....now I'm being a cheap chick and using the free wireless internet connection (bonus of living close to a "Hot Zone" Second Cup...shhhh...don't tell), but will soon be online for real once I get the wireless hooked up in my apartment. I would have done it by now, but I've come down with my change of season cold, and had to leave work early laying out on my couch with Kleenex and Vitamin C. sigh.
Anyway, this past weekend a friend of mine came in from out of town and we hit a couple of clubs (man do I miss the warm weather). We headed out Friday night, with no real destination in mind, and ended up doing a lil' club hopping. It sounds more fun than it was...the crowds were young, music irritating and drinks watered down. Nevertheless, I put my best face on and made our way into yet another jam. As we headed down the stairs I looked to my right and saw a crowd that looked 25 and up! Perfect!! We headed in, went to the bar and cooled out for a minute.
Whoa
How did he get in here??? He can't be older than 17...hmph...must of used some fake ass i.d. Shit I can't say anything about it, I used to do the same.
Wait.
Why's he staring at me? Wait. Why is he coming over here??? Oh no...
"
what up mami??"
Mocha was in a cooled out mood that night, and had a brief conversation with the young'n...when he realized he wasn't gonna get anywhere with me, he proceeded to tell me how he had a girlfriend, and that she kept calling him all night. When I asked him why he didn't pick up he said
"cuz I told her I went to sleep...she doesn't know I'm out"
LOL! He was a sweetheart, I gave him what Dr. Phil advice I could in the middle of a club and kept it moving. We enter the next room...
The room is near empty, but the music is hot so I put my coat down on the couch and start jamming. A few minutes later, I turn and see a guy going through his jacket AND mine...seems he had put his right on top of mine and my belt was falling on the floor while he tried to go through his pockets.
I go over.
tap his leg.
say: what are you doing?
and pick up my coat.
That's it. That's all I did. I'm doing my brownie salute and swearing on a stack of bibles right now.
I go back and begin talking to my girl about a girl that we saw in the club when:
"THIS IS MY F@#KING JACKET"
huh?
I turn around and it's the guy that was dropping my coat on the ground. He's holding his coat in his hands and yelling at me. Telling me to apologize while two inches from my face.
G.G was stunned (if you haven't met G.G see previous post), she didn't know she was gonna be called out...she was chillin' at home making a sandwich....
I said: "That's nice, I'm glad you have your jacket but..." and before I could explain, his boy came over to join him.
Mocha now has two grown men yelling in her face. Seriously. Inches from my face. I looked over at my girl, and realized though a sweet person, she would be of zero assistance in this situation.
G.G?! G.G??? Where are you? I need a light to shine in the sky to call her out...kinda like batman. Awww shit here she comes.
I started yelling back:
I'm not apologizing for picking my jacket up...are you crazy? If you'd let me get a word in, you'd know I wasn't accusing you of a damn thing, but didn't want my shit on the ground!And I didn't back down, from his face one bit. Shit he's short. I could take him...right? right?
It didn't seem to matter. They weren't trying to hear me. It took their friend to intervene, and explain that telling off a woman in the middle of a club is probably not the best look. The went and sat down on the couch, and you think the story would be over but.....
why is my back getting wet?
was that an ice cube whizzing by my head???
Now usually, that would have set G.G into a frenzy...but now I started to laugh. These are grown men. Two grown ass men, who are throwing water and ice cubes at women in a club. I rolled my eyes, and said nothing to them...not a damn word. I held G.G down, tied her up and convinced her that we would be the bigger person. Instead I laughed my ass off. My girl who is nervous in any kind of confrontation didn't see the humour, but when I got home and told the roomies, they got a good chuckle too.
Now G.G has gotten a lot of play in the last couple of weeks. Here's hopin' she can go on vacation for a while!
Peace y'all!
