What do you do when you meet that special somone, and they uncover their dark past to you? SHould you hold it against them? Should you try to forget about it? my answer to that is. NO and NO. Dont dwell on the past too much. Especially if it dosen't include you. But don't forget either. Keep that stored away in a little box. That way if their ugly past rears it's head, you'll be ready for it. And if you really love that special someone. Don't keep any secrets from them. If this is the one, then their past is just as much of their buisness as it is yours. Secrets leads to deception. And then lies. And the worst thing that could happen is that they find out the ugliness from someone else. So lay it all out on the table for them. It's easier. Because then you will know if they are truly yours. If they don't like it, then it's 'see you late bye!' Boundries are forbidden in a true relationship. Dont hold back girl. Go get him! The future is yours, and you must gobble it up like a buffet.

There is always this line drawn, seperating buisness and pleasure. The line should never be crossed you're told. But you can't help to curiously gaze at the pleasure side and see wahts over there. Then you start hanging out with co-workers to make tighter friendships. And then it happens. You begin to fall for one; and thats when things get a little spicy. NOw I have had a few experiences hoping the line. have fooled around and even had sex with co-workers. And then it's a toss up about how you would act together in the workplace.A couple turned out bad, and others turned out to be enjoyable. I always like to think I make the right decisions, and I have been in this situations many times. And when you become so experienced in something, and you look closely enough, you can see the foreshadowing before your curiosity gets the best of you, and trouble is started. This will probably not be forever (nothing is), so I think I will walk the path I have taken so many times before. Wish me luck.

I am a little late with updating about ho's party. Maybe I am still trying to recover. I haven't had a drink since then. But thats going to change tonight. anywho I had the best time there I've had since camping. Everyone were in good spirits and everything. We came up with really kooky ways to entertain ourselves. I don't think we still got the plural for octopus, but we did figure out that the plural for black man is gang. CLever huh? You see thats what enibriated minds think of. MIX cd was awsome. and now back to real life. love all

I am a proud African American male. I love being a guy because boy's seem to have more boundries than females. And I love to hurtle those boundries. And the hurtle I seem to take on the most is the "straight boy" hurtle. You see I run this track and field kind of life. I am always on the go. I think it was matthew s. who put it "well you're a traveling man tk." And yes I am. These hurtles that I leap come with all kinds of baggage. I mean girlfriends, Fiance's even WIFES! But they look so good and when I see theam looking at me, looking at them from a distance and then its "on your mark, get set, GO!" and then I'm off. And I'm thinkin I'ma comin to getcha. My first hurtle on this run is a nice one. He's giving me the flirty eye's and the pretty teeth. We playin pool and he can't stop looking at me. "what whose on the phone? you FIANCE!?" and he's leaped. My next one starts by buying me drinks,now he's rubbing up on me and feeding me tons of compliments and he's dancing with me "your so beautiful" he say's. "i live with my wife!" he adds. He's leaped. The next one's a real looker. He even had an accent. But theres something else in the running for this hurtle. But I make it there first and it's the same old bullshit just with a texan slur. I like it. This one wants me and the other runner. A little too much for me to handle right now. LEAPED! Sorry boys this track star is a on a mission for the prize at the finish line. If I run this relay again, we will meet again. Untill then. BITE MY DUST!

i don't want to make a big deal of this, but i must say how i feel. I'm obsessed with the way you wear your hair, and the way you prance in those heels.
But for some reason when wer'e together all we do is fight. I try to stay strong and stay away. But I can't because of what you are wearing tonight.
With those form fitting shirts, and thos fancy pants. And the way you look at me when wer'e holding hands.
You say we can't be together becaye the tension is too tight. But if you didn't want me to fall again, you shouldn't have wore that tonight.
We dance to a beat of a different drum, and I try to do wahts best. But if you didn't want this to go beyound tonight. Then you should have worn a different dress.